i like to turn left
Over the past two days I feel as though I have been woken up by a round house kick to the face given by Chuck Norris. Last weekends shenanigans are still on my mind and it’s honestly left me deflated. And to make matters worse, we still don’t have our Jeep. I mean really, did they find some mythological creature in the exhaust pipe and didn’t have the right potion to kill it? I am praying to the mechanic Gods that we can get it back on Thursday before we head to Dallas!!
Okay, I need to B-R-E-A-T-H-E…
Well, I figure the only way to blow off steam and distract my mind is too head down to the speedway. Mr. B and I were invited to attend a Meeting of the Minds event held at an indoor racing track. Nothing like a little faux Nascar to get your blooding pumping!
This place was hysterical and everything I needed to cheer me up. I swear they cloned Ricky Bobby from Talladega Nights because everyone there looked just like him. I even saw a guy wearing True Religion jeans and shape ups. Do wha?