She’s a Belle Isle: Following practice for this week’s IndyCar race in Detroit on Indycar.com and via emails from Trackside Online. The Radio Network is now accepting email questions and comments during practice and I sent one to Mike King with a compliment for Arie Luyendyk, Jr., who’s subbing for Davey Hamilton this weekend as the driver analyst. (Davey’s racing in the Bud Classic at Oswego Speedway.) Mike prefaced reading my comment on the “air” by asking Arie if he had a relative named “Bash” in San Francisco, since my comments were so positive. Funny.
Good Fortune: I can never resist lunch at Panda Express, and I love the fortune I got yesterday and just now opened: “Participation in sports may lead you to a lucrative career.” Guess I better invest in some pro lenses. *grin*
3 1/2 Day Weekend: We’re about two hours from being sprung from the office for a long weekend. Other than following the IndyCars and baseball, I have made no plans. I like the idea of winging this one. Do whatever comes up, which may be nothing. *grin*
Meantime, it’s time for lunch, and there isn’t a Mary’s Pizza Shack to be found around here. I’m stuck with the usual salad/sammich/burger/soup and taco truck fare. Not much else available out here on Sierra Point.
Time Warp: Back in mid-June, I ordered a nice silk camisole and tap pant set from Wintersilks. No special occasion, just something nice for me. Our mailroom head, Mr. Z., said he left a package for me one day in late June, and that was the only package I was expecting, but it was nowhere to be found when I got to my desk. It appeared that someone had swiped it, and the item was sold out on the Wintersilk’s site, so I thought I was out of luck. I just now got back to my desk with takeout from Baysider Cafe to find the package waiting for me…two months later. Nice way to start the weekend. *grin*