Monday, May 7, 2007

Am I just clueless? Don’t answer that.

Written by Lori from Gallori

You know what I don't get? I don't get NASCAR. There, I said it. Being from Indiana, home of the Indianapolis 500 I think I just committed blasphemy.

So someone tell me. What is it about watching cars with stickers on them race around the track so fast that you can't read them anyway? I've been to the time trials for the Indy 500. The weekend before the race where the cars (I guess it's really the drivers) drive as fast as they can around the 2.5 mile track to qualify for the race the following weekend. I was young, maybe 12 years old, and I have to say that looking back it seems like it would be a good subject for a mockumentary. You sit there and wait and wait and wait and then in the matter of a split second you hear the sound build, crescendo, and fade away in a blur. VROOOOOM! Done. Gone. Until the next car came around your little portion of the track. Yee haw!

Now, maybe a full on race is more understandable. You get to see lots of cars buzzing, litterally, that's what it sounds like, around the track. 200+ mph locusts buzzing past in a swarm. Once in a while you get a spin out or a crash and the yellow flag comes out and everyone circles waiting for the green.

But still. Unless you have lots of money bet on it like horse racing, what is the appeal? Is it the beer? Is it the crashes? Is it the ladies lifting their tops in the infield? Is it the total package and fast cars just happen to be there? Or do y'all really like watching cars zoom by?

Ok, so, maybe I can understand it a little. But what I really don't get? Watching NASCAR on tv. It's like watching bowling but only seeing the ball roll down the alley. At least in bowling you can see the bowlers. Do you watch it for the snappy commercials? I know there isn't a halftime where you could at least hope for a wardrobe malfunction or hot little cheerleaders. I understand the appeal of professional wrestling better than I do NASCAR. Wait. What does that say about me?

I did watch the newest Herbie movie (as in Herbie the love bug) that featured NASCAR but this one is the Matt Dillon, Lindsay Lohan, Mac computer guy version. I do have to say that the two NASCAR drivers that made a cameo were pretty cute. But again, you never see their faces when they're racing. So that can't be it.

I know I'm missing out on something because NASCAR is really big. I mean, you can even get a NEXTEL (beware, sound on that link) phone with your favorite car number, or something like that, on it.

Oh, and speaking of the sponsor logo decals. I think that since they whiz by in a blur that someone should design them so that they're meant to be viewed at 200 miles an hour. Kind of how, this guy that does sidewalk chalk drawings has to draw this to get this. Allow for the speed distortion.

Ok, I'm getting off the topic. But that's it in a nutshell. I don't get NASCAR. But then again, I don't get fashion either.

Lori Greenberg is a glass bead maker that blogs from her studio in Cave Creek, Arizona. You can read more of her ramblings at: Gallori


8 comments:

Suburban Oblivion said...

I can only guess men came up with such a sport- watching a car drive in a circle, whoohoo! My car is faster than your car!

Go figure?

Sprite said...

Hi Lori, I had to laugh when I read your post. It's a guy thing. That's not to say that women don't like car racing. But, you've got to love cars, love speed or both to fully appreciate NASCAR. A lot of people do. I'm just not one of them either. Oh well. I don't care much for loud noised either -- that may be part of it. :) I just had to let you know you have company, you sinful wretch! LOL! The other thing that made me comment was that you are in Arizona. A lot of people moved from my State to yours so I thought it would be nice to say hi! :)

Surviving Motherhood said...

ha. I don't get the fast cars going round in circles thing either. I think it's a man thing.

melody said...

OMG, mom of four sons here and three of them are NASCAR idiots, er fans. I do not get it, don't want to get it. They can watch cars drive an oval for hours...now I do get a bit a peace and me-time when they do this, so it isn't all bad.

But I so feel your confusion as to the allure of NASCAR. Now if I were driving, that'd be different.

Anonymous said...

Hi !.
might , perhaps very interested to know how one can make real money .
There is no need to invest much at first. You may commense earning with as small sum of money as 20-100 dollars.

AimTrust is what you need
The company represents an offshore structure with advanced asset management technologies in production and delivery of pipes for oil and gas.

It is based in Panama with affiliates everywhere: In USA, Canada, Cyprus.
Do you want to become a happy investor?
That`s your choice That`s what you wish in the long run!

I`m happy and lucky, I started to take up real money with the help of this company,
and I invite you to do the same. If it gets down to choose a proper partner who uses your savings in a right way - that`s the AimTrust!.
I make 2G daily, and what I started with was a funny sum of 500 bucks!
It`s easy to start , just click this link http://nysilatyjo.envy.nu/afygyfy.html
and lucky you`re! Let`s take our chance together to feel the smell of real money

Anonymous said...

Hello !.
You re, I guess , perhaps curious to know how one can make real money .
There is no initial capital needed You may commense to receive yields with as small sum of money as 20-100 dollars.

AimTrust is what you need
The company incorporates an offshore structure with advanced asset management technologies in production and delivery of pipes for oil and gas.

It is based in Panama with structures around the world.
Do you want to become a happy investor?
That`s your choice That`s what you desire!

I feel good, I began to get real money with the help of this company,
and I invite you to do the same. It`s all about how to select a proper partner utilizes your savings in a right way - that`s the AimTrust!.
I make 2G daily, and my first deposit was 1 grand only!
It`s easy to start , just click this link http://udyguberu.digitalzones.com/erozugu.html
and go! Let`s take our chance together to feel the smell of real money

Anonymous said...

Good day, sun shines!
There have were times of hardship when I didn't know about opportunities of getting high yields on investments. I was a dump and downright pessimistic person.
I have never imagined that there weren't any need in big initial investment.
Now, I feel good, I begin to get real income.
It's all about how to select a proper partner who utilizes your funds in a right way - that is incorporate it in real deals, parts and divides the profit with me.

You may ask, if there are such firms? I have to tell the truth, YES, there are. Please be informed of one of them:
http://theblogmoney.com

Anonymous said...

Glad to materialize here. Good day or night everybody!

For sure you didn’t here about me yet,
my parents call me Peter.
Generally I’m a venturesome gambler. for a long time I’m keen on online-casino and poker.
Not long time ago I started my own blog, where I describe my virtual adventures.
Probably, it will be interesting for you to read my notes.
Please visit my diary. http://allbestcasino.com I’ll be glad would you find time to leave your comments.

Featured Post and Blog of the Week



You Are Here

by Amie from
MammaLoves...


You did well in school to get into college. You tried to get by well enough in college to be attractive to an employer or graduate program, and along the way you may have opened your heart a time or two. Maybe you even found true love.

With a foot in the door, the first years of work were the time to
prove your mettle once again. Promotions, raises all with the goal to secure your future will allow you to settle down, buy a house, travel, commit to a relationship, have kids or not. In what feels like a blink of an eye, your future is here.

And now what?


Read the full post...

Chance Favors Only Those Who Court Her

by Debbie from Missives from Suburbia


After a less-than-friendly divorce, I was on the market again. Seizing the opportunity, my friends scoured their address books and Palm Pilots for single men and set me up on blind date after blind date. My reaction to most of those dates was, "I call these people my FRIENDS?" One of my real friends suggested Match.com, and given how much I love the Internet, I gave it a go.

A couple months of e-dating passed by in a blink. It was fun, but so far nothing meaningful had hit my radar, and my match inventory was starting to run low. You see, Match.com "matches" you to people based on a list of your requirements, and I'd pretty much run through all my existing matches who didn't seem psycho or stoned, based on their profiles.

Then, one day, I got an email from a guy who was not a match by my standards...

Read the full post...

A Lost Opportunity

by John from Altjiranga Mitjina


Trying to break in as a writer in the comic book industry can be a bit like the one legged man in a butt kicking contest. Every step forward you make means you land on your butt after your kick forward. Comic books are a visual medium. An artist can bring a portfolio to an editor at a convention and said editor can sit there and look at it within minutes and decide if this artist is worthy of working on the newest issue of Stupendous Man or not. Trying being a hopeful writer handing over a script to this same editor at a busy comic convention. You’ll be lucky if the editor agrees to take the script and promise that they’ll look at it later. Most times the hopeful writer is told to send for their submission guidelines and mail in their proposal.

The best way for a writer is to find an aspiring artist and hook up...

Read the full post...

Jesus Toothpaste!

by Karen Rayne from Adolescent Sexuality Today with Karen Rayne, Ph.D.


This weekend I went out of town, leaving my family to fend for themselves. On Saturday, my darling husband took my two darling daughters – 6 and 3 years old – to what he heard was a fun new toy store in town. Great, right?

They walk in the door, and the 6-year-old pipes up with “Look, Daddy! Jesus toothpaste!” He takes one look, puts one hand on each girl’s shoulder, and does a 180 out of the store. It may be a fun new toy store, but it’s intended clientele does not include the under-13 set.

When I got home on Sunday, the first thing the 6-year-old says to me was, “Guess what! We saw Jesus toothpaste!” I blinked, figuring I hadn’t heard her correctly. Regrettably, I had...

Read the full post...

A biker, a green thumb, a cracked hand, and a Queen.

by Megan from Velveteen Mind, originally guest posted at Queen of Spain


A random biker on a Harley-Davidson took my picture last week. What I wanted to do was take his picture, but I hesitated. Now, instead of a photo of some random biker holding an i am bossy.com bumper sticker, all I have is a lame photo of me holding the bumper sticker and the mental picture of him riding off into the sunset, never to be seen again.

Okay, it wasn’t as romantic or dramatic as that. It was nine in the morning and there was no sunset.

This is not the first time that I have hesitated to seize an opportunity. I don’t expect it will be the last. However, I hope with each lost chance for something intriguing, I will lose a shade of that hesitation for next time...

Read the full post...