Truckasaurus!

I went to the Southern Thunder Monster Tuck Shootout on Friday night with a couple of friends last Friday night. We all used the same excuse, Seth, the two year old would like it. Seth did like it, but I think we really all went to that we could drink whiskey and yell really loud. This was the first monster truck rally I had been to in nearly 20 years. A few things I noticed:

• It's really, really loud.
• I inhaled a lot of carbon monoxide as this occured indoors.
• All they really do is drive over the same row of junked cars again and again.
• I have no idea how a winner is determined.
• Raminator was the undisputed champion.

It's redneck stuff like this that I'm surrounded with and try to distance myself from most of the time. It's also the kind of stuff I end up missing when I'm away.

The night ended at 6:30 the next morning when James and I set off a small arsenal of fireworks in front of his house in quaint West Asheville.


PHOTO: Raminator!