The death of Don Adams on September 25, 2005 leaves behind a great era in television as far as I am concerned. Our deepest sympathies are with his family at this time.
The universal theme of CONTROL vs. KAOS was underlined with deep philosophical laughs. Don Adams filled many a night for me, with humor, distraction and fun.
My favorite quote:
Mr. Pfister: Won’t you please sign my petition?
Maxwell Smart: I’m sorry, Mr. Pfister, but I can’t sign that petition.
Quiet is un-American.
Maxwell Smart: I’m sorry I’m late, Chief, but I was stuck in the car for almost twenty minutes.
Chief: I know, 86. The traffic.
Maxwell Smart: No, the seat belt. I can never get that darn thing unbuckled.
Maxwell Smart: I’m sorry I’m late, Chief, but I was stuck in the car for almost twenty minutes. Chief: I know, 86. The traffic.
Maxwell Smart: No, the seat belt. I can never get that darn thing unbuckled.
Rest in Peace…
and Merry Meet Again…
My #1 fan of the #88 car’s buddy John received a free ticket to the Daytona 500 from a co-worker. Unfortunately. John’s seat was in in a place in the stand that he could see nothing . He was closer to the clouds than the track. He noticed through his binoculars, an empty seat 10 rows up from the start-finish line. He decides to make his way down to the empty seat. As he sits down he asks the man next to him if anyone is sitting there. The man told him no, it was empty. John was very excited to have a seat like this at such a historical track, and asks why in the world no one is using it? The man replied that it was his wife’s seat but she passed away. He said this was the first Daytona 500 that they have not attended together since they were married in 1968. John said that it was really sad and asked if he couldn’t find someone, a relative or a close friend to take the seat? “No” replied the man, “They’re at her funeral…”
It is my feeling that as a citizen concerned with the religious rights of All, that being forced to work on Sunday because of driving, “give it to me right now”, consumerism is wrong. Obviously some government officials out there in our fine country agreed with me and gave employees the right to apply for religious accommodations from employers, so they could not be forced to work on the Sabbath of their choice. I, being an avid Nascar fan have come up with a solution to the “Sunday dilemma” for all Race fans.
The Church of the Great Oval”
To join this church you must agree to and follow the creeds and doctrine of said church.
You agree to observe the following days as Minor and Major Sabbaths…
a. ALL Sundays during Race Season. If there is no Race on Sunday you will use this day to
celebrate that you have nothing that you HAVE to do. These HOLY days are
considered MAJOR SABBATHS.
b. All Saturdays during Race Season. Although not all Saturdays have Races, there are
always qualifying events and you might need to prepare for the Sunday Sabbath Race
the next day. Saturdays are also considered MAJOR SABBATHS.
c. MINOR SABBATHS are considered to be any Thursday, Friday, Monday or Tuesday
that you must travel to and from a Race to attend Church. This includes travel and
a. All Race expenses, souvenir costs and related items shall be considered tithing.
a. Your Driver will be considered your personal Avatar. You must display the number of
your Driver’s car somewhere proudly on your vehicle.
a.The more memorabilia you display, the more pious in the Church you will be.
The Church of the Great Oval is accepting suggestions to be added to the by- laws.
Until next time….Clance’ McClannahan
Now let’s keep talkin ’bout Robby. At California Speedway, my Dale, #1 fan of the #88 car, was walking from infield to somewhere when for some reason …security closed all the gates. So he was STUCK, out side those gates with ROBBY GORDON. Gordon hopped in his buggy to get out and had to wait like everyone else for the gates to open. What did he do?
Did he throw a fit or get mad? NOPE. He was ready to go. He had just finished a race. He paid attention to his fans. Chatted with them. My Dale was an even bigger Robby dis-liker than I. He , for some reason crossed paths with Robby several times that weekend. He came home a Robby fan.
Robby, that was quite a feat.
And so it ends…#1fan#88Dale loves Robby ‘cuz he’s a real nice guy…and I love em cuz he’s just a real guy that throws a mean helmet…know’s he’s going to have consequences and does it anyway. Willing to pay the price…
The Robby Gordon eBay auction for the helmet Gordon wore during Sunday’s NASCAR Nextel Cup Series race at New Hampshire International Speedway will be reinstated at 10 p.m. EDT tonight. Officials at Robby Gordon Motorsports, along with representatives of eBay, conferred on Wednesday afternoon and chose to allow Auction Cause, a premier online auction management agency specializing in high profile eBay corporate and charity events, to manage the process. Most notably, Auction Cause has the ability to properly qualify bidders on the eBay site. The original bidding exceeded $10 million on Wednesday, and given the traffic on the site, it was difficult to determine the validity of all the bidders.
WAY TO GO ROBBY!!!
The moon is orange as is Tony’s car.
The tempers were flying away and afar.
Robby hates Mikey the wind seems to say
Robby gets out of the car right away
to present Mikey with the gift of the day.
The helmet went flying right into the door
Mike’s gesture to Robby might have been “I adore”.
So off to my Tivo I ran and I say
This is what life is about,celebrate and MAKE HAY!
And there was the gesture standing full in the sun
That’s right ROBBY GORDON
You are number one!!
You know this will cost you, we know you don’t care…
and that’s why I like you…not afraid to dare!!
Well, I never thought I would say this. I have been one of the worlds biggest Robbie Gordon dis-likers. I have called him ” Little Dick Head” for years. I have hoped he would wreck before. Not get hurt , just get out. He’s my new hero. What GUTS! What showmanship!! What Glory!!
I have always loved Mike Waltrip. He is funny and sweet. Well, maybe not always sweet.
I guess we will see when the fines come out. Great RACE!!!
I hear the helmet is going up for auction on Ebay…
I was blog hopping and ran a seach on Nascar related blogs. I came across this lovely piece of literature:
Man I hate NASCAR. And while I’m at it, here’s a quick open letter to the NASCAR community: quit writing poetry about Dale Earnhardt. Nobody cares. And no, it wasn’t NASCAR’s fault for not making the tracks wide enough; the wall won, get over it.
Real nice little girl. The man had a family that grieves for him to this day. He had fans that loved him.
Her blog address is:
I wasn’t into Nascar when he was alive. No one deserves that kind of disrespect.
I am using UPS brown for good luck for D.J. Come on buddy!! I already know that my Tony boy is safe but come on Jarrett!!
My Dale called me on purpose today to tell me he was paying $150.00 or so to go for a couple of laps in the 88 car . He was so excited… I told him” well, call me when your done to tell me how it was… if your still alive.
Well he did, and he is. He called me almost screaming with joy and adrenaline rush as soon as the car parked. He has an even deeper appreciation and love for Nascar now . He said it scared the shit out of him first lap, and they were only going 185 mph. After what seemed like nearly hitting the wall it was apiece of cake from there. I am glad he’s having fun.
My #1 fan of the #88 car just called me from California Speedway. I was outside working in the yard, so I didn’t hear the phone. My Dale is a “Man’s Man” when he is with “the boys”. I generally don’t hear from him until he comes home with his “racin stories”,and then I nurse him back to health after days of too much fun, drinking, sun and not much sleep. There was no message but my voice mail cuts people off a lot. No biggie.He has been stressed over the vacation issues so he has been very cranky.We have been fighting a little bit.
I was very surprised at the call. My immediate thought was” Oh how sweet!! He is actually taking the time to call me ! My next thought was ” SHIT! he’s probably in jail.” (He has never been to jail,but I would not be surprised considering who he is down there with.) I went into all the other romantic reasons he might be calling me for…just to say hi…just to hear your voice…what gift do you want me to bring…just wanted you to know I was thinking about you…so with hearts of romance all swirling in my head, I call him back …just to tell him thanks for calling me…I love this guy so much.
He answers the phone after 5 rings and says: “WHAT’S UP?”
I say:” Hi Honey! I was outside when you called, sorry.., I wasn’t expecting a call from you. Whacha doin?”
He stammers, hems and haws and says: “I was calling Kevin and accidently called you so I just hung up.
“That’s my boy…”