And We Went

Nice day, Good Ride, Friends to enjoy and a show with some potential and a culinary arts program.


First I was told that Route 11 was all torn up and was going to be a mess. I took a chance and found some of the best pavement in the state. So whoever you are that made that statement please check your shorts you forgot to wipe.


The crowd was a good crowd, the venue a little tight on parking and the classes sucked. Eggs ain't groceries, Pigs ain't poultry and Street Rods ain't Customs or Special Interest. There were more Street Rods than the latter combined and from talking with others they won't change it. Ok but tell me before you take my money.


Best of Show was appropriate. The usual suspects were called and then the Church of Bad Intentions committed itself to its Sunday afternoon service with a bunch of imitation hellfire and brimstone provided by the Mid-Life Crisis Choir who discovered that burning the tires off your car proved that your penis is small your IQ smaller and that God does protect children, drunkards and fools.