My pal mentioned, just in passing, that there were figure-8 trailer races.
I said, “No way. Get real. Quit yanking my chain. Doesn’t happen.”
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Lay down these words
Before your mind like rocks.
placed solid, by hands
In choice of place, set
Before the body of the mind
in space and time:
Solidity of bark, leaf, or wall
riprap of things:
Cobble of milky way.
straying planets,
These poems, people,
lost ponies with
Dragging saddles –
and rocky sure-foot trails.
The worlds like an endless
four-dimensional
Game of Go.
ants and pebbles
In the thin loam, each rock a word
a creek-washed stone
Granite: ingrained
with torment of fire and weight
Crystal and sediment linked hot
all change, in thoughts,
As well as things.
Gary Snyder
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I have to go.
We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.
Light takes the Tree; but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me; so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.
This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.
— BY THEODORE ROETHKE
The scientists are in terror
and the European mind stops
Wyndham Lewis chose blindness
rather than have his mind stop.
Night under wind mid garofani,
the petals are almost still
Mozart, Linnaeus, Sulmona,
When one’s friends hate each other
how can there be peace in the world?
Their asperities diverted me in my green time.
A blown husk that is finished
but the light sings eternal
a pale flare over marshes
where the salt hay whispers to tide’s change
Time, space,
neither life nor death is the answer.
And of man seeking good,
doing evil.
In meiner Heimat
where the dead walked
and the living were made of cardboard.
His soul stretched tight across the skies
That fade behind a city block,
Or trampled by insistent feet
At four and five and six o’clock;
And short square fingers stuffing pipes,
And evening newspapers, and eyes
Assured of certain certainties,
The conscience of a blackened street
Impatient to assume the world.
I am moved by fancies that are curled
Around these images, and cling:
The notion of some infinitely gentle
Infinitely suffering thing.
Wipe your hand across your mouth, and laugh;
The worlds revolve like ancient women
Gathering fuel in vacant lots.
— Eliot
I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this
air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their
parents the same,
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.
— Walt Whitman
Gerard Van der Leun
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That’s nothing. Lynd, WA – Combine Demolition Derby
https://lindwa.com/Lind%27s%20Weekend.html
https://www.seattlepi.com/seattlenews/slideshow/Combine-Demolition-Derby-in-Eastern-Washington-87906.php
https://www.facebook.com/groups/lindcombinedemolitionderby
A-a-a-a-aaaand . . . in his grave Chris Economaki breaks out in an enormous beatific grin.
I know some Northern Michigan areas where this would draw crowds each and every weekend. My 1968 Fan trailer would be a great tow for such an event. Heck, I’d even donate it to such a good cause. Hilarious!
No wonder I can’t find a reasonably priced old trailer to restore – their all at this place getting tore up.
I went to plenty of crazy 8 races at Ascot in LA and there was none of that stopping at the X stuff cause the guy behind you would push you on through.
That was surprisingly palate cleansing!
“Beavis, was that not the greatest video every in the history of all videos?”
Early Spring 2019 pulling my little 20 footer leaving Laughlin NV too late, got to the Tehachapi Pass headed West at dusk. Snowing, traffic, first one accident, car slid of the road in front of me. Asked the wife if we should pull over for the night. No, it will be worse in the morning. Then an 18 wheeler winds up in the ditch in front of us but with luck didn’t even slow us down. Still climbing. Two more cars sliding around and collided but slid out of the way before we hit them. Doing about 30MPH now. Approaching the top, dreading the other side. Then I noticed the East bound lines were shut down. No traffic but a few police cars driving beside each other clearing traffic. Behind me, way back a mile or more I can see the red and blue lights. Too late we are over the top and headed down, I’m in 4WD high not using my brakes at all but barely going 30. Most of the traffic is in front of us, just a few behind and every now and then the red and blue lights way back there but getting closer. Left turns, right turns, slippery, a little sliding here and there but can’t really slow just keep the wheels barely powered. Every now and then with a little straight away I would use the trailer brakes to slow more while watching the rear view mirror to make sure it stayed straight. More turns still maintaining speed. cars off the road, another truck too, but I can see the lights of Bakersfield (I think). Tighter turns, slowing as much as I can with my trailer brakes on straight aways. The police cars are closer now, not sure if they would make me pull over or just follow me down. Traffic now kinda slowing but the worst is past. The snow turns to rain. The road is still slick but we made it. Found an off ramp in East Bakersfield and a Mexican Restaurant I can’t pronounce or spell but the food was good. Thought I was in a demolition derby for awhile.
F**kin’ Merica.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4KnAzpi4avo
I was at Walmart when the apocalypse came … and I became their king!
America. Because we can.
Well that sort of makes up for no Indianapolis 500 this weekend. 😆
A couple of thoughts:
1) I really hope that was the last race of the night. I cringe at the thought of cleaning the debris left behind off the track for the 100 lap main that closed the day’s schedule.
2) I see your trailer racing and raise you, School Bus Racing, at the same track: https://youtu.be/CqtWb67AmWU
That was beautiful.
For those on a budget, Barbie Jeep Racing offers its own unique challenges:
https://youtu.be/Bwn8fxEudyU