500, The Fox, and Vulcans?

The last 10 days have been very busy, thus, the lack of a posting. However, I'm here to rectify my tardiness. After waking up this morning I had to decide to either go to church or write a blog posting...you can figure out which one I chose. Onward...

So the 500 weekend was crazy as always. About 8-9 of us picked up the RV Friday morning and got out to the track around noon on Friday. WAIT...backup to Thursday night. Craig and his buddy Keith came up from Georgia. Naturally after an 8 or 9 hour drive in a car the only thing left to do was to go out to the bars and get obliterated before a long weekend of drinking. 4 hours later and a 2am trip to Qdoba, everything seemed great, until we had to get up at 8am friday morning to prepare for a weekend of no sleep, booze, exhaustian, awesomeness, etc... So maybe it wasn't the greatest decision, but I think Keith is convinced he's going to open a franchise in Athens, GA, since according to him, it's the greatest thing ever. Back to the track. So Friday was relatively low key. Only about 8-10 of us, drinking off the keg, doing random octabongs (not us, but you get the picture), grilling, drinking games, and Adam staying strong late in the night and protecting his dignity. Woke up saturday morning (after sleeping on the unpadded ground) and was immediately concerned w/ our lack of ice/warm beer situation. Luckily a few hours later the rest of crew - about 20 more people - started showing up. The first keg from Friday was quickly polished off and keg #2 was floating by 5pm. Saturday afternoon included plenty of jello shots, a big frickin slingshot, a football, cornhole domination by the epic duo of Brandon & Brandon (never lost), hillbilly horseshoes. Keg #3 was done by 11pm and we were out of draft beer, which basically began to shut down our 30 person party. Race Day came and was very fun as well as Craig and I continued our tradition of knocking off a case of beer at the race. Got home sunday night around 9:30 and took the greatest shower ever, thus completing another successful 500 weekend.

Saw the new Star Trek movie on Memorial Day, which was really good. It should be noted that I had never seen an episode of the old TV show or any of the previous movies. I was still able to follow it and enjoyed the movie immensely.

Played golf yesterday for the first time since I shot an 80 four weeks ago. The four weeks off did not treat me well as I consistently mishit putts and failed w/ any shot that required any type of finesse. Dave and I played at The Coffin and after the front 9, it was Dave w/ a shot to break 80. But that all came crashing to a screeching halt on #11. As we approached the tee box, coming off a double bogey and triple bogey on #10 for the two of us, there was a fox right out in the open, barking into the small wooded area to the left of the hole. It clearly had something (or a female fox) trapped and was circling in on his prey. then he started moving towards us, and kept moving toward us, picking up some steam.... So Dave and I, naturally, "hustled" back to our cart ready to flee if we feared for our lives. Luckily for us, the fox diverted from us and went into the woods, but only to come back out again and repeat the process over again. If someone was looking at us, but couldn't see the Fox, it probably would have been very confusing to them as to what the hell we were doing. Finally we were able to tee off, but it clearly flustered Buell as he took another triple and thus the quest for 79 was over. I didn't fare much better taking a double on that hole and the next as well. Anyway, shot a 91 for the day, which is probably the worst I've shot on that course in 3 years. Dave finished w/ an 89 and had to drain a 12 footer on #18 to seal that....obviously both of us weren't too happy w/ parts of the day.

Should be a good week coming up. Both of my summer tennis leagues kick off this week, starting today in the inaugural Indianapolis Draft League. Have a golf outing on Thursday and then the Coldplay concert Friday night. Cubs are in Cincy next weekend, so I'm going to try and find some people to make the quick 2-hour trip to Cincy to go to the Saturday night game. If that doesn't pan out, Rabby is hosting a big poker tournament w/ some of the Indy Star sports reporters, so that's my fallback plan...always fun!

Video of the Week - this is what used to happens on Matt's field day at the end of the school year in Shelbyville. After they found about his shenanigans, he had to switch to Whiteland schools