The off weeks of The Nextel [Sprint] Cup leave me with a sense of separation anxiety. It's like I need to check the schedule to remind me it's for real. When one is as passionate about a sport as I am, the lack of the traditional weekend goings on from Friday Happy Hour, qualifying and practice to the actual race leave a big void in time. I could welcome the break and actually get some "Honey-do" things done or play some golf, which I may just do, or mow that rain soaked lawn, but I normally do those things anyway inbetween race stuff. Pattyjo and I do have a wedding to attend today, but those events usually make me want to go home as soon as I get there, especially when that one person who is always present at a wedding reception takes that 14th drink that turns them into a raging lunatic. Maybe the food will be good and make it worthwhile. I barely know the bride and I've never laid eyes on the groom, so why is it we feel obligated to attend a wedding when we get that invitation in the mail? Then there is the Busch race tonight. It could be a race where a non-whacker wins. But Cousin Carl is part of the lineup.
I hope all of you folks suffering from said affliction have a good weekend regardless of the withdrawals.