I did not go to The Indianapolis Motor Speedway today. I have failed you, and for that I am regretful.
I will now tell you why I didn't attend today's activities track side.
My youngest son had his tonsils removed recently. As evidence of this fact, I present to you this gnarly image.
Gnarly Image
One would think that a modern and well-equipped American hospital would possess something a little more better than a Polaroid camera. Apparently not...
I told my son I could perform this delicate surgery in the garage, as I am the proud owner of an awesome set of tools and some X-Acto knives, and therefore save the family countless millions in medical expenses.
He would have none of it, and insisted on a real and clean medical facility.
What an ingrate!
Anyhoo...I stayed home with him today to ensure he didn't bleed out and that he was comfortable and well-stocked with frozen chocolate flavored dairy products.
One should never abandon one's ambulatory child in order to attend events at IMS.
It would be neither prudent nor proper.
I am a good dad.
See you track side tomorrow!
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