An IndyCar.com blog only vaguely related to IndyCar.
Well — not CLOSED closed. Just temporarily relocated. Because today we’re making a mad dash out of these here parts & jumping the big stupid Wall of Oppression that has long held us back & we’re running roughshod through the terrified audience at VERSUS.com. Or to put it another way, we’re the bull shown here:
We’re live from a Pagoda “safe house” in Indianapolis. A quorum has been reached. Jesus & Curt Cavin will be none too pleased.
The general demeanor inside the Flag Room: festive. (But understaffed.) So begins the 2010 IndyCar season.
There are many delightful perks of this job, and I’m grateful for them all. But perhaps none are more wonderful than the cover-fire it provides for otherwise impossible weekend debauchery. Case in point, come Sunday, my house will likely be in complete & awful disarray — and my two toddlers amped out of theirs skulls on fruit punch and Skittles. [...]
Cue “Beast of Burden.” All systems are go.
Aye aye, Lindy. We’re a go.
We are live, and expectations are high. Not really.
(Tragically, all the other websites from that neighborhood are either dead or in jail.)
