RPM It's what ya need

RPM Baby....Well after months of talking about it we finally got Tim to go to RPM after the board meeting and company BBQ today. It was a bit shaky for a while,,,trouble with the Groupon I bought not usable till tomorrow and such but after some arm twisting we agree to meet up at 4PM. Show up and there is a car wreck in front of the building...Bad JUJU...The Holloway's arrive and Tim too...so in we go and sign up....then we lose Tim....comes back looking a bit Green..Drinking Sprite.something at the BBQ is twisting his gut...but he soldiers on and we get into the race attire,,,head sock and fire suit. Get video trained and get onto the track. Tim is still looking a bit iffy...Into the cars,,,thumbs up...Race On Baby. Brian in the lead car me 2nd and Tim third....10 minutes later Tim has the biggest smile in the universe,,,stomach is fine and he wants to go again....The Holloway gang is beaming and all are giggling like school kids. RPM is the fountain of youth....Any one up for some hot laps???

Late Labor day post

Better late than never! We headed up the hill caravaning with Anna and Troy. No trailer but tent camping, quick stop in Grass Valley to buy a bucket from KFC and then Omega or bust! The smell of the campfire motivated a quick tent assemblage and trek down the hill. Omega gatherings are always a surprise reunion of friends. This holiday's theme was counter to the other event going on further up the hill...you know, BURNING MAN. Kelly in his infinite wisdom came up with the Burning MAM idea. So the campfire was covered by a pine frond skirt, clothes pins for attaching blessings/or offerings, stick arm, crazy eyes and yes a bacon tongue.
Just as the sun set, we set her afire. Oh did she burn...with a scent of bacon.
It was a great time around the fire. Friends, drums, laughter and opportunity to catch up.
What might you have offered up to release to the summer gods?