Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Cute Boys And Bad Poetry

T.S. Eliot was wrong. April is NOT the cruellest month. For race fans it's December and January--the only 2 months of the year that are race free. Remember back in November when Jimmie Johnson was crowned NASCAR champion? My 7 year old son cried while watching the Victory Lane ceremony. Seriously. He was so sad it was all over. At the time, February 14th was an eternity away. But now there's just a couple weeks to go until the start of the season and the boys are getting excited. And so am I. And I know this isn't 'Poetry Friday' but I just can't hold it in any longer...

December and January are the cruellest months,
breeding weeds out of the cracks of the cold asphalt,
mixing exhaust fumes with hope and anticipation,
covering idle engines with snow and ice.

(With apologies to T.S. Eliot and his poem The Waste Land)

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  1. Cute boys - yes, how did you get Big pup to take a normal picture!

    Bad poetry - not at all!

  2. Next year we're taking our boy to Vegas to sweat within an inch of our lives and to watch us some racing! I can't wait!

  3. Love your poetry.

    Hold on...just a few more weeks! (I have friends way out west waiting, waiting...)

  4. What sweet boys love the pictures and the poetry is good..

  5. Awe, such great pics! I'll always remember the start of the season because we never knew when it was until we went on our honeymoon and it was Daytona 500 weekend, lol.

    We had no clue why it was so busy til someone told us, ha ha!

    Hey, fyi, if you are slow on comments today, I think blogger is having some kind of issue today. It took 2o min for your site to load, lol. I folded a load of laundry and had a slice of pizza while waiting! hee hee!

    Unless it's something to do with my browser, firefox. I dunno.


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