Saturday, August 25, 2007
Bad Boys, Bad Boys
Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do when they come for you? Bad boys.
My bad boys - and bad girl - are off to the races tonight. Tulsa welcomes a funny car event at the Tulsa Raceway Park which my little family is attending. It's full of bad boys, and from the look of the poster, bad girls. The thing that really got Chris' motor revving was Benny the Bomb. Evidently the guy blows himself up. The kids were pretty psyched about the school bus that does a wheelie.
When we brought up the Night of Fire and Thunder, along with the school bus, Mae and Oliver were more than willing to concede that school buses are fully capable of doing wheelies. After all, they've been riding a school bus for more than a week now. And it shakes and bumps to high heaven, just like some thrill ride. Who knew?
So here I am, alone on a Saturday night, and - as my college chum, Lisa, used to say - happy as a clam in mating season. I re-worked my application questions (not really happy with the original answers), then finished a very good novel by Phyllis Whitney. Time for Sudoku. :) Life is good. And wonderfully quiet.
Until I write again ...