Monday, May 29, 2023

The 2023 Indy 500 and Memorial Day

I didn't go to the race.  I could have had a free Penthouse Paddock seat.  Fuck that.  I listened to the race on the radio.  Cleaned up the charcoal grille.  Fixed a neighbor's flagpole.  Flew the holiday flag...

Heard the Invocation and the Memorial Day line about sacrificing themselves unselfishly and said to no one in particular, "Suckers.  Look at what you died for now."

What a waste...

Semper Fi motherfucker.

My daughter attended her first Indy 500.  She was amazed.  "It's so fucking fast, seeing it in person is incredible.  Watching it on TV is not the same," she said.  

I said, "I told ya.  That's why me and your grandmother and grandfather love(d) it so much."

She has a potty mouth.  She's her dad's daughter.

Ryan Hunter-Reay summed it all up nice and succinctly post-race when he mentioned the total lack of respect out there. 

Lack of respect for each other, the facility, and the tarditions.  From the abominable Jewel-infused National Anthem, the gawd-awful caterwauling of "God Bless America," to the last half of the was a microcosm of the world in which we live.

It's a big reason I don't attend anymore.  People don't know how to behave. "Fuck you.  I'm gonna gets me mines.  Look at me- look at me- look at me!!"

And Roger Penske?  Jesus Christ what a fucking milquetoast.  Got rid of the balloon release because it's not green to do.  Dude bends whichever way the political wind blows.  Next year, he'll probably paint the Vigoda and the race track itself rainbow colors in order to promote tolerance, diversity, and inclusiveness...whatever the fuck THAT means.  
A drag race to the finish will take on an entirely different meaning.

The Big P got another win.  Yay.  Yawn.  Too bad his Teamster Pesky culture of excellence doesn't translate across his other varied and sundry corporate divisions, where barely good enough/competent warm bodies filling positions is peachy keen.

3 red flags?  What the actual fuck?  Horrendous officiating.  Should have finished under yellow.  Green/white/checkers is NASCAR bullshit.  But it's good for the show.  It was eggciting! is Dancing With The Stars.

The snaking?  All the way into pit lane? What is that shit?  Jimmy Bryan would be kicking someone's ass.

Pato O'Ward drove like a total jerkoff, and needs a solid ass-beating.  What a dope.  Drove it like the morons I see daily on the interstate.  "Me me me.  Fuck you."  At least he got a good taste of Indy's wall for his efforts.  Idiot.

I'm glad I didn't go to the race.  Would have made me sad.

Instead, I piddled around in my garden.  The poppies are beautiful.

I watched my flag fluttering in the breeze.  I'll take it down Monday night.  Maybe I'll put it back up on Independence Day...  Lol.

I watched one of my kitties frolic in the sunbeams on the porch.  She's such a sweet cat...

I watched my other kitty watch a squirrel get a drink from his water bowl.  He just watched it, and made no move to attack because he's old and fat and grumpy like me.  He's a good boy.

I hung another two coffee can wren houses in the redbud tree.  Wrens sing a lovely song and make me happy.  I want them near me and in my life.

My happiness is of paramount importance.

Happy Memorial Day.


  1. " the Memorial Day line about sacrificing themselves unselfishly and said to no one in particular, "Suckers. Look at what you died for now."What a waste...Semper Fi motherfucker."
    they believed the lie we believed whenwe were younger. you disgrace yourself with these comments.

    1. Go fuck yourself. I served. Then I woke up.

  2. Anon,
    Someone airing their personal opinion on their personal blog is kind of what those who served believed they were fighting for.
    In other news, I wish the race had been a better time for you, in that I wish you would have loved it like you used to, and you'd been able to go. I thought about it as I went to bed on Sunday night. I remember being in what used to be the boy scouts in 1994, being at the IN school for the blind hearing the time trials the week before. And the following year when my two best buddies headed up the the trials without me (jerks). But I understand what you feel like you do, now. I feel much the same way most of the time.
    -Just a Chemist

    1. Good to hear from you, buddy. Hope you are well. Yes...I'm getting increasingly crotchety as I get older and more disgusted at the world around me. I remove myself from things and situations that piss me off. That's why I don't go racin' anymore. Part of life, I guess. Take care.

  3. I served, never left America. The Air Force was like the boy scouts, only worthless. I can't imagine what it feels like to have actually served in places where there were people dying, and seeing what America has become. So many things to be pissed off about..


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