Tomaso trying not to disturb a contented Hang 10’
Hilo while seated on His lap at a local
park. (The Tomaso Collection)
As it was nice of IndyCar to Throw A Party at
Laguna seca! Even if Alex Palou celebrated at Portland…
Yeah, I know, I know. Y’all were probably expecting
some riveting Laguna Seca IndyCar Wrap-up here today. Instead of wishing No Fender
Birthday Salutations for turning another year Older today, Surprise!
Since how many of Y’all remember that Oriol “Suitcase”
Servia raced the No. 17 for Rahal Letterman Racing during the 2009 Indianapolis
500, Eh?
Naturally I’m feeling a Wee Bitomyte’ Nihilistic
(Geddy) over the racing season effectively being Done ‘N Dusted. Suffering from
the Post IndyCar Season Blues, sigh. Like seriously IndyCar? Another Freakin’ 289
days ridiculously long Offseason, Drat!
As here’s what I
scribbled for last year’s No Fenders birthday when turning “Sweet Sixteen”,
Yikes!
http://www.nofenders.net/2022/09/16b-no-fenders-turns-simona-d.html
As it’s somewhat hard knowing that it’s now been
just over one year since my last outing to a race track. Having been a
wonderful day’s outing at Portland International Raceway when ScottyMac’, aka
Scott McLaughlin put a veritable Beatdown upon the entire field leading 104 of
110 laps enroute to victory!
Whilst I really cannot recall what all I’ve
done the remainder of that “calendar” year. Beside the infrequent, but overly
enjoyable trips back Home to Warshington’. And the great treks with Tacoma
Bureau Chief Mary Ellen and Her faithful navigator Hang 10’ Hilo!
Although I found myself repeatedly mentally
singing the following Rush song verse minus You can make the most of the
distance during the latter portion of our three weeks camping safari…
“You can do a lot in a lifetime
If you don’t burn out to fast
You can make the most of the distance
First you need endurance
First you’ve got to last”
As the verse is from
Rush’s song Marathon, off of their 1985 album Power Window. Which Y’all can
listen to below…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Kiz5jyG5j4
Arse-sumedly I found myself chanting this
repeatedly over my mental Jukebox for the obvious reasons. Since I suppose you
could say I’m in the Autumnal equinox of life! As another milestone birthday fast
approaches…
Since although I still crave motorsports on a
weekly basis. Being part of the reason I’ve continued poondin’ away on my trusty
keyboard for the past 17 Freakin’ years, Youza! Some may say it’s travesty, but
with my overly sensitive hearing. Like have I told Y’all I’m Blind lately?
Hey, Y’all do know
that Blind people have Super powers, Righto? Eh, speak up Sonny…
Thus I find that my favourite soundtrack in life
these days is the sound of the Ocean’s waves caressing on the Beach! For which
I only get to Hear these sounds a few times a year, even if I live just a mile
away from the Ocean.
Although when I manage to shut off my internal
Jukebox and not think about anything racing related, i.e.; IndyCar or Formula
1. I find myself saying that it’s the sound of life passing me by and I can
never get those precious seconds back…
Whilst another enjoyable moment upon our trip
was sitting on a park bench at a Vashon Island lagoon listening to the
Kingfishers frollicing about! As the late George Winston’s song aptly titled
Woods always brings me great tranquility. Imagining I’m in a forest with a
Woodpecker Hard at work!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0GCeanyR71A
Shit Man, stay focused! As where’s ‘Ol Jeffy’s
mythical spotter from One Lap Down to tell me Outside, Outside, Still Outside…
Otay, sorry for being a Debbie Downer. As this
story’s definitely gone into the Drink!
Time to wrap up another meandering, waxing “Short”
Ha Ha! Idyllic prose by your Humble Scribe Tomaso svribblin’ here upon thoust
Isle ‘O Nofendersville. as somebody throw me a Lifejacket, please! Especially
since it’s so G-Damn Hard to keep from tipping thoust Groceries into thee Drink
when paddling Ye Canoe n Choppy Seas
Hence like the Drivers say after every race,
Thanks to The Fans for showing up here in Nofendersville and reading my
eclectic scribblings upon No Fenders All these years!
Since this Uber' eclectic mix 'N veritable Spin
Cycle 'O finely honed Thomason' Tex-Mex Jambalaya of Wordsmithing wouldn't have
been possible over thou seasons without A-L-L of the Usual suspects continued
yearly support.
Led First 'N Foremost by Tacoma Bureau Chief
Mary Ellen, the late Kuhnaidiun' lass Claire and Blogmeister' Miguel!, who keeps
this Site Alive and makes All of my Zany Updates whenever requested.
Along with Mary Ellen’s G-R-r-R-Reat! New
Hoond’ who’s I affectionately nickname Hang 10’ Hilo! Being the most laid back
Chihuahua I’ve ever met! (Having come from the Big Island) Who I eagerly look
forward to “Seeing” every single time I have the opportunity to do so!
Plus continuous contributions from Offical' Photographer
CARPETS', Snowbyrd MJ', Randal, Thy Moniker King' and Claudio’ & Nelie. Along with the still Mega' Killer official
No Fenders logo provided by Artiste Dave!
Since like Melody
Sheik brilliantly “Sings” in his Symphony of Science Masterpiece from over a
Dozen years ago. Uhm, whose IndyCar Number is that? “We Are All connected!”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XGK84Poeynk
Whilst never fear Ladies and Germs’, Your Humble No Fenders
Scribe Tomaso Ain’t going Nowheres’ soon…
Arrivederci
Tomaso
