Nanowrimo

It's that time of year again. Yes, I am referring to the month of the year where I subject myself to excessive feelings of intellectual inadequacy and feel fully the futility of my literary aspirations. Nonetheless, I am going to try once again to get started on that great American novel. Nanowrimo ho! (And, yes, I curse current vernacular for mutating that expression.)

This year adds a special challenge in that I must simultaneously conduct my job search. In earnest. I've begun a steep slide into uselessness and must get myself a job. It would be so much easier if I wanted to continue being a paralegal.

In light of this, I will post on NASCAR later. Here's a link to the set of photos on flickr I deemed worthy enough to expend the internet time to upload. There are about 60 others that are more memory enhancers than worthy photos - mostly consisting of blurry splotches of cars driving past at 190 mph.