For about two minutes the other night on one of the channels I saw something about the somethingorother (not cannonball) run in I think California.
Heavens to betsy, what a tiresome bunch of exhibitionist airheads, poseurs and yahoos the participants seemed to be. Such an event would be on my to-avoid-at-all-costs list. Sure to upset one's digestion.
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Having done the Cannonball8000 a few years ago, I can assure you that what ends up on the television bares very little relation to the reality of the event.
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I can well believe that of course spikeyhead. But I'd still rather you than me.
How do you avoid these whooping, hollering idiots and cowgirls in shorts and stetsons at fuel stops and the post-run banquet? Best to give them a wide berth, on the road too one would think, but how can you when the passers-by are going to see you as one of them?
Perhaps I wouldn't have minded so much when I was younger and a bit more like that myself.
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Many years ago I got to know the guy who runs the Great American Run ( i think thats what he is calling it now ). The fella was nice enough but his driving was off the chain.
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Lud
your jealous. Thats all it is. Like me you have secret desire to to be boorish one in a while.
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Alas, AE, I do sometimes succumb to the desire to be boorish, and get myself into trouble.
And I am, of course, a bit jealous of the horseflesh on display. But not of the wish to yell meaninglessly to camera with one's tongue hanging out, if you see what I mean...
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