Well this was it! One of our 2 big weekends each
We've been going for 17 years and only missed the May mom passed away in 2003 and last Labor Day weekend after I broke my leg.
Now I'm not a motorcycle buff or a race buff by any sense of the word... but I'm an old Geezer fanatic and what ever my old geezer wants ... I try to see to it that we have and he loves going to the races.
I DO believe going to the races is losing it's spark with him though because he said this past weekend if we can find a way to get the races on our TV we'll probably start watching them from the comfort of our living room and spend our weekend away somewhere ELSE.
Well OKIE DOKIE ... SMOKY MOUNTAIN NATIONAL PARK TRAILS AND CREEKS HERE WE COME !!!
I've said so many times that I can be content going almost anywhere because I LOVE to profile people.
SOMETIMES it makes me wonder though ... when some of these people were getting dressed ... had they laid their brains aside with their glasses while dressing and doing their hair and makeup or whatever ... and then not notice what they had DONE to themselves before they went out the door?
Now most folks at the races we go to ... look pretty much just like 'us'. They're old grandma's and grandpa's that have finally come to a point in life where they can get out and do something they want to do without worrying about anyone else.
But then you also see some doozies and you wonder "WHAT were they THINKING when they got ready to go out in public?"
Like the lady that came up in the grandstands and she was blond and the size of Texas ... well she WAS ... Kim doesn't like these profiling blogs and she's a nervous wreck about this one too because I tell it like I SEE it...Got myself in dutch just yesterday doing just that very thing.
But hey listen ... at my age ... we older folks just don't bother to lie or beat around the bush ... we've seen it all and know a lot more than most of the younger folks and we're gonna tell it like it is and you can like it or take a hike...
But this over sized blond woman came up in the grandstand and I gasped and Geezer said "What's the matter?" And I said "Whew ... ok nothing ... for a minute there I thought she had brought her pet Polar Bear with her ... but it's only a white fur coat?" WHAT????? A WHITE FUR COAT??? IT WAS 94 DEGREES AT 8PM that night...Was she wanting us to know she could AFFORD a fur coat? "I" guess "I" could afford a fur coat TOO ... but fur isn't quite my style.
And then there was the couple that looked to be in their 30's that had brought their Pit Bull on a leash and it was trying to charge at people. They could barely control it with their leash. Now WHY would you bring a Pit Bull into the grandstand to the races? I shutter to think what they had for supper or in place of supper ... and drank ... before they came to the races. Lordy MERCY!!!
No WONDER Geezer is thinking of watching the races from home from now on. All he has to worry about here is how many homemade secret recipe cookies he'll eat and how many glasses of milk he'll drink while watching those races from his recliner with his feet propped up.
And then the ambulance out on the track turned on their lights and here they went. I was stretching my neck like crazy ... almost got rid of my own turkey neck trying to see where that ambulance was going because I didn't see anything wrong on the track. And I'll be jiggers, it LEFT the track and went around the grandstand and pulled up almost right beside of us. The lady in the ticket book was having a possible heart attack. Now here I was ... a seasoned health care semi professional and she had to wait 5 minutes for that ambulance to creep around the track and grandstand in the midst of all the people walking ... to get to her and I was almost at arms reach from her.
Remember a year ago this past May when I had run to the ladies room and the man passed out just outside the door to the rest room and that rascal turned dark purple as soon as he fell. I was trying to help him even though there was a cop there ... and the cop was saying "We need to wait for medical personnel, they're on their way" I said "WHAT ... WAIT??? He's PURPLE ... I don't think we have much TIME for WAITING" I always wondered if that man made it. They hauled him away in the ambulance and that's the last I saw or heard of him.
I went back to the grandstand and Geezer said "Well I was just about to come looking for you" I said "Oh I was trying to do CPR on the purple man, but that cop kept pushing me away" Geezer said "WHAT??? On WHO???" And I told him the story ...
Isn't this woman cute? I didn't see her at the races but if I had I would have wanted to talk to her. She just LOOKS like she'd have a story. EVERYBODY HAS a STORY, you know! And some of them are doozies...There's a dressing craze going around and I just don't get it. These women wear those tank tops where the shoulder straps go way in toward the neck and then they wear 2 or 3 camisoles under that and maybe even a bra and they are ALL different colors and nothing matches ANYTHING...Now WHAT is the POINT of THAT? That is just about the tackiest look I have ever seen in my LIFE...
GENERATION GAP!!!
OH my GOODNESS
And then there's cleavage ... oh Lordy.
It is my honest opinion that cleavage should never leave the front door of your home.
WHAT are some of these women THINKING?
DO THEY THINK they have something the rest of us DON'T?
WHY do they feel they have to ADVERTISE?
AND do they realize their advertisement is back firing?
Because to ME ... if you're going to run around with half your body hanging out the top of your blouse ... you're lacking in moral standards BIG TIME ... AND in brain function.
What a sorry excuse for a woman ... that feels she has to dress indecently to be noticed.
AND YES!!! Showing private parts of your body IS dressing indecently.
Work on your personalities ladies ... that will get you a lot more positive attention than your cleavage ... just my own personal opinion. But HEY ... it's MY BLOG!!!
Well the races have changed a lot since we starting going 17 years ago.
Mom was so worried the first time we went to the races. She just knew we'd be attacked by bikers or be caught in the middle of a shoot out.
But really ... the rough and rowdy bikers are there for the party ... they're not there for the race and most of them don't even go IN the grandstands.
I had a hard time with some of the race ambiance for years. There were liquor signs all across the front of the grandstand ... across the track and every time that old drunk announcer opened his mouth ... he said "Don't forget we have ice cold **** in the stands out front.
One day at another race in Indiana we saw that same announcer in the grandstands right in front of us and he was so drunk by the time the race was over ... he literally had to be carried down the grandstand steps by 2 men. SO I said to MY Geezer...ok that's IT! HE is a sorry excuse for a human being ... just my own opinion again ... and I'm writing to the IMDA and AMA and see if I can't get some changes made.
SO I shot off a letter that next Monday and I told them what we had seen out of this man in Indiana and that most of the people in the grandstands were baby boomer grandmas and grandpas and we didn't WANT that loud YAYA music where we couldn't even talk to the person next to us at intermission. We wanted music from our own day and time and we also sometimes bring our grandkids and great grandkids and I didn't feel it was necessary to have an announcer that had to be held up by the end of the race because he was so drunk ... AND I felt all those liquor signs should come down and be replaced by Pepsi or Coca Cola.
Geezer laughed and laughed when I read my letter to him and stuck it into the envelope.
He said "DO YOU REALLY THINK those MILLIONAIRES CARE what YOU THINK?"
Well Yup ... since we're two of the people that help put money in their pockets ... they SHOULD if they had any brains at ALL.
But when we went to the very next race ... and got into our seats in the grandstand ... I gasped as I noticed the soft 1960's music playing over the speakers and the liquor signs were DOWN ... and there were only 3 small ones ... one at each end and one in the middle. Before there were about 15 of them plastered all across the fence across from the grandstand. AND the old drunk announcer? HE had been replaced by a very nice family man who was funny and he'd say "Now if you get a little hot we have ice cold bottles of WATER out in the vendor booths...
And there were many other changes that I had mentioned and asked for on behalf of all the grannies and grandpa's that actually paid money to go IN the grandstand.
YES ... THERE IS POWER IN ONE!!!
YES ... ONE PERSON CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE!!!
Tomorrow's blog "How Old is OLD?" And it's going to be a doozie!!!
Peace and love from the canyon ... I love you all gobs and thanks so much ... for stopping by!
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