I took Morty Jr to a Monster Truck show this weekend. True to it's advertisements is was the loudest, car-crushingest, motorcycle jumpiest, redneckeriest, gas powered fun that's still legal in this state.
Setting aside all the redneck jokes and trailer court references (stereotypes truly were confirmed Saturday night) I found myself in admiration of the talented drivers. What kind of answers do you have to provide on the career placement tests in high school (possibly sixth grade) for the guidance counselor to steer you in the direction of professional monster truck driving? Was there a suggestion from your driver's ed instructor, possibly about your ability to parallel park while up on two wheels, that got you started in your career path? Either way, you always have to admire the decisions made by people to do professionally what other people consider trying after carefully reading the requisite waiver.
If you are ever tempted to attend such a fun filled (guaranteed at least 1/3 full) rally I'd suggest seeking out significantly discounted tickets, and sneaking food inside the plastic lined pockets you had added to the interior of your pants.
Monday, February 26, 2007
Monster Trucks
Posted by Big Morty at Monday, February 26, 2007
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2 comments:
Uhhh! That was like totally awesome!
My junior high school career evaluation said that I should be a high school band director. Ch-yeah right!
I tried the sneaky-food bit; but may I add the suggestion that one not try this until the food items have cooled to a sufficient temperature so as to not burn skin. Further, just in case you do not heed this warning, make sure you are not wearing button pants with a troublesome belt so as to enable quick clothing removal while yelping and jumping up and down repeatedly.
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