Start Your Engines!

I swear, Florida is just THE most awesome place to be this month. If it's not my BoSox Boys decending upon Ft. Myers for Spring Training, it's the beginning of Speedweeks for my NASCAR boys capped off by the 50th running of the Daytona 500 on Sunday! WOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

It is time for the return of buring rubber, gasoline and revving engines. It is time for bump and runs, tempers flaring, and Kurt Busch ass-whipping. I can't wait for the return of NASCAR commercials featuring my boys, on and off track rivalries, and Tony Stewart's ever increasing girth. This is the year for Jeff's 5th Cup- I can feel it! (Technically, I stand by my former statements and claim he has really won 6 already that were stolen from him by NASCAR Asshats and their 'executive decisions' to change everything about the sport)

This is not the race to watch if you are new to NASCAR. It is long and positions change every half a lap. There will be wrecks, but most of the time this race is a 3 hour long chess match that is only for the devout. We understand why it is a big friggin deal that soemone had to change engines or someone didn't pit on cycle. We get it. It's a racing thing... You wouldn't understand. For you newbies who I am trying to bring to the fold and show the beauty that is stock car racing, wait for Bristol. No one can watch that race and not get the bug. And once you've been bitten, you will never be the same.

So bring on the anthem, the fly-over, the hot dog smell mixed with tires burning, and the cars so loud you have to scream to hear your own thoughts! Bring on the boys in driving suits! It's been 3 whole months and Mama has missed you!!!!!