So, what so I find in my email today, but a goodbye letter from SG. WTF!!! Aparently that little detail slipped through the cracks when everything got changed after the computer theft adventure. I'm certain something else will yet come forth to bite me in the ass as a result of that little episode.
Anyway, I've seen, and photographed many amazing amazing cars this weekend. The people--there origins,[stories of aquisitions, and good old tech talk was just facinating--but... [hand up to forehead] I've had it up to here with it. Anyway, we are nearing the season's end. Enough'z'nuff.
It is time to return to the human form--you know, good old T&A. There's a lot of catching up I have to do in order to not dissappoint or lose credibility with many of you who I truely value in that respect. Time to make good. I get rid of that photo of me by posting this, anyway. It lacked leopardness.

After spending a whole day taking my mother to the doctors, and then having to decipher all the radiological, gastro-interological, and ontological jargon to her... my head is about to explode. I'm glad I didn't stay in Philly last night, and awoke to a great day to visit friends in town.
Now, with the track open--local image meisters with absolutely no knowledge or interest in motorsports--are hatching plans to frolic and paint amidst the grounds. This ought to be funny, being the only local artist that really does this, and know many drivers, and owners... many I look forward to seeing again at the SVCA vintage sportscar events return nest week.

Today, we work. Later we'll play.