I hate this new site, there I said it.

OK, I gave it a while, waited and watched. It took my an hour to figure out how to add to my blog. It's about as intuitive as a Japanese Stereo Manual.

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getting 'round to it

OK, some time ago, I don't remember, we were asked to post how long have you listened and how did you find out about Rowdy. Well, I started listening when (found them in iTunes when searching for anything on racing) it was still involved with those that shall not be named before the "Dark Days" of pay to listen. I stuck with it, although I'm pretty sure I was pissing them off with complaints about tardiness and errors. My thoughts at the time, I'm paying for this get your butt into gear. But I stuck with them and am still here in the post "Dark Days". I don't complain at all now, and ironically there have been zero technical issues to complain about. Funny how that works. ;)

Anyway, that's about it, nothing fancy or earth shattering.

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I got gum

JPM wins, I win a pack of gum. Woot.

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part II.

Ahhhh...

just one of the few times I actually WATCH qualifying. They cut to a Truck Race. I understand Speed Channel's dilemma, having worked in TV, keep with what is going on, or switch to what we are contracted to show... OK, show the rest of qualify after. When you got two big Selling Points for watching;

1. DRAMA - #24 and #48 fail inspection, can not qualify. Can not practice. Start from the back of the grid. Gordon, the current points leader, and a new Dad, how will this affect him?

The #48. Gordon's teammate, has past infractions levied against him. Woooo...

.. lots of penitential to milk.

2. Jaun Pablo Montoya - That in it's-self is a whole book they could play with. The aggressive driving, the teammate getting spilled at the corner. The Big Macs.

So much to work with, so Speed chose the Truck Race. Joy. I peaked at live timing. Well Jaun did better then Gordon or Johnson, guess it was too many Big Macs. (Dude, STOP EATING )

So, I'll wait, see that Phil Parsons is 50. And wait, I want the gossip, I want the conspiracy. I want a Cheese Burger.

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...and thus I entered the 21st Century.

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