
I'm not really sure my title today is what my post is all about, so let's figure it out together, shall we?
I'm at a stage in my life where I'm not in a real big hurry for time to pass by at a fast clip. I want to stop and smell the roses, to take in the beauty of our magnificant landscapes, to just enjoy life to the very fullest. So, yes, life could really simmer down to a much slower pace for me.
However...
On the other hand, there is one thing that makes me want time to speed up. Let's say, speed up to February 2008. Knowing what I'm all about, most of you have guessed by now where I'm going with this post. Yup, fast forward to Speed Weeks in Daytona, the beginning of the NASCAR 2008 season. It can't get here fast enough to suit me.
Why, you ask?
Do you really need to ask why?
Let's start with the Chase. I am tired of it already. I have pretty much figured out who's going to win it too. I have no problem with that. Since Dale didn't make the Chase (and I'm sure in our hearts we all knew he wouldn't *wink wink*), I at least hoped he 'd win a race by now. But it's the same BS week after week: piss poor equipment, especially in the engine department.
Last week (or was it the week prior?) most of the DEI/RCR engines took a crap on the track. This week there is talk of them sputtering, whatever... These last races are so painful and yet I still gravitate to them. Why? Because I am a race fan ~ one who likes to see her driver succeed. It's almost as if someone has put a huge hand on Dale's head, picked him off the ground a few inches, and all we see are his arms and legs flailing and he's getting nowhere.
Can you imagine the records he could be setting if he were in good equipment?
So my two philosophies are:
1) Slow down time, I want to savor life.
2) Hurry up time, we need to be watching our boy doing what he does best ~ being at the head of the pack winning races.
In retrospect, I guess time could speed up to Speed Weeks and then it could slow down to a leisurely pace for the remainder of the season.
Yeah, there ya go...that's exactly what I want. And I want it now!
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I wrote this post early this morning and put it in draft, long before the race started. I knew there was no hope for Dale to win today. There were times when I thought he could, or at least that he would finish in the top three, but it wasn't to be. I guess Dale is fed up with the bad engines too. It has taken him long enough to get frustrated to the point of talking about it over his radio during the race. It's about damn time. I guess he's finally getting tired of being their test driver. Someone suggested he leave the car on Teresa's front yard. Heh...I can think of something far better to leave on that woman's front lawn.