86 Years in the Making 

Bright Lights Big City Country Boy Wants to Go Home

What brings us to rushing lights and sounds? Is it bestilled upon as children with toys that light up and make noises? I ask that as tonight I was waiting for my flight in Boston when all of a sudden the tarmac was aglow in lights of red & blue. Not good. Was I about to witness a catastrophe? My conspiracy mind was running and next thing I know I was not alone as other curious onlookers arrived. Perhaps I’m not as twisted as I thought, then again I was the only when with a digital camcorder in his pocket set to capture what happened. Or was I? Anyway don’t know what happened, no crash, no dirty bomb maybe it was just a drill. You think they’d have the courtesy to tell us. Funny how that got everyone chatting in our area of common travelers trying to get home. Only 10 of us on the flight on a lovely Dash 8. Seriously I’m not a big fan of these and that might keep me from traveling Air Canada when I can look and see that’s what is getting me there. They are noisy, cold and have a strange habit of dropping in pockets of air I can’t see. Just get me home please. Happy to be going home tonight as I am at the end of all trips. Hopefully I can find my car at the airport in the snow bank that is likely surrounding it. Another 40 CM coming. Ain’t life grand. Actually home next week before another flight, another rental car, another hotel room to wonder who did what in here and where. Nice to go home to your own bed. Nice getting to be Daddy again in the morning and resuming normal life. Ciao! BTW 26 more sleeps until the Daytona weekend starts. Racing Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday. What a heavenly way to start my favorite season. Time to work on the 500 pool and send out the Evites to the KFS Motorsport Daytona Kickoff Party. *** Note the car was dead and no #$*ing taxis available at the HFX airport.

On the road again
Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway
We're the best of friends
Insisting that the world be turnin' our way
And our way
Is on the road again
Just can't wait to get on the road again
The life I love is makin' music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again ~ Willie Nelson

Words to live by God knows I'm gonna be living them for a while.

This week marked my return to the road. I spent the week in Boston with my boss.
Couple of cool highlights to kick off the year. Went to F1 Boston racing carts. I know me and F1? WTF? I did really well, I had the best lap time of our group. But, I returned to my NASCAR roots and was penalized three times for agressive driving. Rubbin's racin' right?

Freakout moment? How about getting my picture taken with the World Series trophy at the Dunkin Donuts World HQ? The Sox worked 86 yrs for this thing and it's right beside me. That's pretty damn cool.

All this and back to hard work.

Only 35 more sleeps till the 500.

Ciao Baby!