You Should Be Swinging!

Swings just flat out blow my mind. They are sooo much fun and I could swing on them for hours on end and think nothing of it, but how in the hell does pumping your legs make you swing better! Seriously! You move your legs back and forth and you just keep getting higher and higher.

I suppose maybe it has something to do with transferring weight when at the peak of the swing. When you get to the top and move your legs to the opposite side it must throw weight in that direction, giving you more speed. It's still weird though. You just put your legs out or in and it's like, magic or something. I wonder if you have really heavy shoes if you will get swinging faster. More weight shifting when you change directions with your legs, right? The "Pump".... Weird.

You know what would be a trip? Hooking up a swing on a huge structure like that arch in St. Louis. Could you get swinging really really high? Or would your pump max out and lose its effect when you get swinging a certain height? Maybe with those really heavy shoes you could swing higher. That would be so cool to find out. I think when I get to heaven, one of the first things I'm going to do is start swinging on a huge mountain top and just look at the awesome view, and swing. Yeeea.

Enough of this, I'm going to my old elementary school to experiment....

Nothing is More Scary than a Clown in the Dark

Interesting drive I had the other day with NoTurn. We decided to go golfing, so we had to pick up some cheap golf balls. You see we aren't exactly professionals on the golf course. This is totally unrelated, but he lost 3 balls that day and I lost none, and his score was about 9 strokes lower than mine. I'd call that a tie! Isn't that a good thing when you don't lose any balls? Well.... Actually that probably just means that I can't hit the ball far enough to lose sight of it. Blast!! I thought I had a legitimate argument there for a second.

Back on track... The Turn and I were driving to the ghetto Meijer to get some cheap golf balls. We pull up to a stop light and I'm stopped there waiting to turn left. As I'm waiting I glance over to my left and see a group of clowns standing there next to the road I'm about to turn onto. I immediately think "who are these clowns?" Then I get a better look...... They weren't clowns at all... It was the bus stop.

It's a true story! I felt so bad. They were just a group of really goofy looking people, and at first glance they looked like clowns.

We proceed to drive to Meijer and pull into the parking lot. At the south side of the lot there is a wire fence and we were driving along it and up ahead a ways there was a guy going over the fence. As we got closer we could see the guy was all hung up on the fence. He couldn't get one of his legs free. He looked like a ballet dancer stretching, with one leg way up high caught in the fence. We tried so hard not to burst out laughing while we were driving towards him. I finally turn down a row of spaces and we just started laughing soooo hard. I felt so bad for the guy, but I couldn't help laughing, it was quite humorous.

I don't feel like mentioning my race this week. All I'll mention is that I started 21st and finished 13th. My uncle, however, came into town to race at Spartan Speedway and he spanked em all by starting 11th and then winning.

Racing - Auto City Speedway - May 28

Well the rains were back again, but we squeezed in the show anyway.... sort of... well... not really.

It rained during most all of our practice time, so I only got out once to break in my new tires. Qualifying was skipped completely do to time and we all were lined up by points. With virtually no practice I went out for my heat race not knowing how the car was going to handle. The car was so crazy loose I was just hanging on for dear life. The race gave me a good idea of how to set my car up for the feature though. I started pretty far back in the feature but boy did I nail the setup. That car was faaaast. I could put it anywhere on the track and it stuck going through the turns. So we put in a few laps, then just finishing about lap 3 or 4 I start coming down the front stretch when all of a sudden about 3 car lengths in front of me a guy hits the wall hard. I dive low and miss the wreck completely thank God. However, the guy hits the wall hard and rides up on it a little taking out part of the fence and knocking out a couple lights. The races were then cancelled for the rest of the night and we didn't finish the race. I was so dissappointed. I fiiiinally have an incredibly good handling racecar, and we don't get to finish the race.


In other news, the big fire is quickly approaching, and man o man is it going to be sweet. I now have another couch to burn that I found over the weekend. TWO COUCHES!!!! How sweet is that! Lets just hope we don't get the fire dept. called on us.