Well, that is not me.
It is, however, NASCAR.
With few accidents, flat tires and a fifth time winner, things were pretty tame.
By the way, when I first saw the picture I thought the kid was into the suds. Then, assuming the beard was Dad, I thought maybe a hash pipe of a new sort.
What the picture was originally titled had to do with noise, who was making it and where – given the track was quiet.
Apologies to the pictures subjects for seeing what wasn’t there.
Jimmy Johnson won. Fifth time.
Which got me to thinking about names. When’s Jimmy going to grow up and become Jim or Johnson or something. After 75 NASCAR wins one might think he deserves better than Jimmy.
But nothing else really fits, does it.
From the reaches,