

Last night Tom and I went to the Demolition Derby for our date night. This is a tradition we have held for over 5 years. Not only is the fare superb (funnel cakes and frozen lemonade) - the crashing and smashing of the cars and the testosterone in the air really sets the mood for love. Perhaps the best part of the entire experience is watching the people in the stands. All of the "eccentric" who usually stay holed up in their mobile homes come crawling out of the woodwork. It is a white trash smorgasbord. Last night we enjoyed seeing a new born swaddled up next to her smoking father, a drunk snorting lighter fluid out of his cigarette lighter, and the smell of someone who hadn't showered since the early 70's. We were able to snag a few pictures of some others without being obvious. Enjoy!!! Our next derby is in August - where we plan on renting a limo with our closest friends. We will all wear trashy T-Shirts and ride in style! The August Derby is usually a joint venture as we celebrate John's Birthday. We may even put candles in his funnel cake this year. :)




