Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Visiting Dadda at the track!

Today was Community Day at the Speedway. So we loaded up, picked up Papa and spent the morning getting in and out of race cars (thanks to Papa). LA loves race cars...and loves that Dadda has to wear a logo shirt just about everyday. We only lasted for about 2 hours...the walking and contractions were quite a bit...but who knows, maybe this will speed things up for baby #2 !

LA with his Papa in front of the Borg-Warner trophy. --And, believe it or not, he does actually love having his little sunglasses on. When he doesn't have them, he says, "Bright! Glasses."

The owner(whose bottom is shown) of this old car allowed LA to play for a little while. He was loving it!

We were able to see our first Firestone monster truck tire. He has a monster truck book that he loves. So, it was very excting to see a real one!

Showing us his new race car he received from a vendor and a gold fish in his mouth.

I love this picture!! Just hanging out with Dadda...Amos only got to break away from the office for about 25 minutes, but it was well invested time.

Checking out Danica's ride from last year.

new rules

Amos recently got a forward that is actually worth publishing some highlights. And, since we're talking George Carlin here, this has been fairly severely editted.....

George Carlin's 2008 Rules

New Rule: No more gift registries. You know, it used to be just for weddings. Now it's for babies and new homes and graduations from rehab. Picking out the stuff you want and having other people buy it for you isn't gift giving, it's the white people version of looting.

New Rule: Don't eat anything that's served to you out a window unless you're a seagull. People are acting all shocked that a human finger was found in a bowl of Wendy's chili. Hey, it cost less than a dollar. What did you expect it to contain? Lobster?

New Rule: Ladies, leave your eyebrows alone. Here's how much men care about your eyebrows: Do you have two of them? Good, we're done.

New Rule:There's no such thing as flavored water. There's a whole aisle of this crap at the supermarket, water, but, without that watery taste. Sorry, but flavored water is called a soft drink. You want flavored water? Pour some scotch over ice and let it melt. That's your flavored water.

New Rule: I'm not the cashier! By the time I look up from sliding my card, entering My PIN number, pressing 'Enter,' verifying the amount, deciding, no, I don't want Cash back, and pressing 'Enter' again, the kid who is supposed to be ringing me up is standing there eating my Mars Bar.

New Rule: Just because your tattoo has Chinese characters in it doesn't make you Spiritual. It's right above your crack. And it translates to 'beef with broccoli.' The last time you did anything spiritual, you were praying to God you weren't pregnant. You're not spiritual. You're just high.

New Rule: No more bathroom attendants. After I zip up, some guy is offering me a towel and a mint like I just had sex with George Michael. I can't even tell If he's supposed to be there, or just some freak with a fetish. I don't want to be on your webcam, Dude. I just want to wash my hands
New Rule: When I ask how old your toddler is, I don't need to hear '27 months.' 'He's two' will do just fine. He's not a cheese. And I didn't really care in the first place.