The last Haiku Tuesday was after a freaking NASCAR race. A NASCAR RACE. I cannot leave it at that, so it returns to its rightful IndyCar ownership. Of course I planned on writing one post-St. Pete, but why bother writing about a race I missed due to a power-outage? Half-assed efforts are the minimum, and that would be no greater than quarter-ass.
Also today does indeed mark my 31st birthday, meaning I’m now officially a “thirty-something”. You mean, I’m a proper adult now? LEGIT? OH GOD NO. BUT, BUT I WANNA GET DRUNK AT 6AM AND SLEEP TIL 5PM STILL. DO I HAVE TO NOW EAT EARLY BIRD SPECIALS AND NOTHING ELSE? WITH PRUNES? THIS CANNOT BE.
Although I didn’t get a good finish from Simona for my birthday (KV Racing, FIX YO CONSISTENTCY) I did get much Penske/Ganassi schadenfreude, among other things. Penske’s stranglehold on Barber was broken, Dario’s…
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