It's a new world.

I was just tooling around on the NASCAR shop website. Wow. They have more than just t-shirts and baseball caps. Can we say 14k gold pendants with your favorite driver's number? Maybe it's the liquor (vodka and rasberry iced tea), but it doesn't seem so out of line. When I find my favorite driver (Jimmie Johnson is at the top of my list now, though, Matt Kenseth is up there, too), perhaps... nah. Though, they do have some cute pjs and sweatshirts.

It is just too odd. In the sale section they have a leather armchair for $999. On this chair is Jimmie Johnson's car number and sponsors, etc. It is not the most attractive leather chair I have ever seen. In fact, it looks like something the Michellin man would come up with if given the task of designing a blue chair. Obviously there are NASCAR fans with more money than fashion sense.

I'm beginning to get the itch to write again. The story of one of the women I work with grows ever more interesting and I think I'd like to try and write of her. At least of her life before kids as you are better off writing of what you know and I don't know kids.

The hotel has light dinner (snacks with Bud light on tap) M-Th and this evening was nachos. Nothing like a glob of hot, fake cheese with jalepenos on chips. I did enjoy it. I wanted french fries, but I was happy enough with bright orange melted cheese food product.