Cabin fever.

I wish something had actually happened over the weekend that I could write about today. I wish I had been struck by a thought, learned a new skill, did something different or unusual. But no.

I did my weekend shopping. Here’s what I bought:

Underwear
Groceries
Gasoline
Spinach, asparagus, spring mix, eggs (I break out Eastern Market purchases separately from groceries, because I enjoy the shopping so much more). Also, bacon and fuckin’ sausage. Sausage in our house gets the obscene modifier due to a private joke that wouldn’t be funny to you.
Two movie tickets.

OK, there’s something — the movie tickets. Went with some friends to the Redford Theater, one of those restored movie houses with an in-house pipe organ. They show classic films, on film, and beg for your change at the concession stand so they can replace the carpeting. The show: “Easter Parade” with Judy Garland and Fred Astaire, one of those featherlight MGM musicals that everyone remembers in a pastel blur until you see it again. And you remember it for a while, until it all goes pastel again. Which isn’t to say it’s not enjoyable; watching Fred Astaire dance is one of those great gifts Hollywood gave the world, and Judy’s singing likewise. The second bananas, Ann Miller and a very young, pre-Kennedy pimp Peter Lawford are less memorable, but Ann got some great costumes and Lawford was…well, he was young and handsome.

Something I noticed this time: Judy has a song just for us.

Irving Berlin wrote “Easter Parade,” which I didn’t know. That means two beloved songs pegged to Christian holidays came from a Jewish American. I love this country.

I don’t love this weather. I can’t believe I bought sunscreen a month ago. Pout, pout.

Part of my mental malaise is due to the physical one moving through the household, and while I haven’t fallen to it yet, it seems like only a matter of time. Last week, I sat across a lunch table from a colleague who sounded like death. I thought frantic hand washing and squirts of sanitizer saved me, but then Alan succumbed on Friday. I promptly moved my pillows to the guest room, but it may have been too late. And this is a bad one. It’ll likely strike as soon as the weather warms.

Although that won’t be for another week. We might nudge 50 by Friday, but likely not.

This is all I do these days: Bitch about boredom and the weather. Well, next week starts [community-theater English accent] Game of Throoones.{/community-theater English accent]. It will be very different from “Easter Parade,” that’s for sure.

Hope you all had a wonderful Palm Sunday. Let’s see what the week again brings.

Posted at 12:13 am in Movies, Same ol' same ol' |
 

48 responses to “Cabin fever.”

  1. brian stouder said on March 25, 2013 at 12:52 am

    Gotta love Judy Garland!

    The backdrop behind the band was quite odd – almost looked like a Disney/Seven Dwarfs mural…and what are the things on the dinner tables?

    They look like bunches of bread-sticks jammed into the candle holders, will-nilly.

  2. Dexter said on March 25, 2013 at 2:23 am

    Giant goldfish in nance’s lake:

    (Just watch with sound muted because the narrator is a doofuss.)

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eHHYO4WeLak&feature=player_embedded

  3. Jeff (the mild-mannered one) said on March 25, 2013 at 7:17 am

    Hope you got a chance to have light-saber battles with 8 year olds using palm branches, just like they did in Jerusalem 2,000 years ago!

  4. beb said on March 25, 2013 at 8:07 am

    My wife and daughter went to the Marche du Nain Rouge on Sunday, trying to drive out some bad spirits for the year. So that was something yu could have done this weekend. You could have gone to see The Croods, which is being pronounced as crude but the movie looks like crud. Or, or, you could have just slept which is what I did.

    We’ve been to the Redford Theater a time or time. Used to live in that area but I think the theater was closed during that time. We did drive across town to hear an organ recital and to see some Three Stooges shorts. It’s a nice theater but it’s in a neighborhood that is decidedly not nice.

  5. Peter said on March 25, 2013 at 9:00 am

    Something did happen over the weekend that you could write about today – My lovely spouse, who can’t stand anything I want to watch, saw Bob’s Burgers and couldn’t stop laughing.

    And because I’m not cynical, for those of you who saw the episode:

    http://womaninflatesaballoonandsitson­itandpopsit.com

  6. nancy said on March 25, 2013 at 9:17 am

    I would have gone to the Nain Rouge march, but I put my long underwear away on Saturday and vowed not to get it out again until November. Maybe next year.

  7. Julie Robinson said on March 25, 2013 at 9:41 am

    Actually, most of the composers from the golden age of Broadway and movies from the 40′s through the 60′s were Jewish. There was a fantastic PBS show a couple of months back about this. Fred Astaire’s dancing is sublime, but as he got older and his co-stars didn’t, the movies got progressively creepier.

    We had that crud here too and I was sick for two whole weeks, with another one feeling lousy. So very, very sorry to think it’s visiting the Nall-Derringers.

    It looks like we have about four inches of snow and it’s still coming down, on March the flippin’ 25th. All the schools are closed, and I’m feeling grateful that I can work a flexible schedule. No reason to battle it when I don’t have to.

    Jefftmmo, you obviously had superior palm branches to us. Ours were kind of wimpy this year; no light saber battles observed.

  8. Jeff Borden said on March 25, 2013 at 10:44 am

    In addition to the Jewish songwriters who penned so many Christian holiday hits, let’s not forget the author of the Pledge of Allegiance was a devout socialist, who wanted American kids to have a part in the World Colombian Exposition of 1893. No right-wing patriot he. And, let’s also remember, the word’s “under God” were added in the ’50s, to differentiate us from those godless commies.

    I watched a thoroughly disappointing interview with god of guns Wayne LaPierre yesterday conducted by the thoroughly mediocre David Gregory. LaPierre invoked my beloved city, of course, where we most recently saw the 6-month-old daughter of a gangbanger slaughtered when some punk took aim at her daddy. He didn’t mention, of course, that the guns that flood our streets are purchased by straw buyers from places with far more lenient gun laws that we have. And at one point, Wayne said those who back Mayor Bloomberg and call for more and better gun enforcement are insane.

    Wayne LaPierre calling someone else insane is like Quasimodo calling someone else ugly.

  9. Charlotte said on March 25, 2013 at 10:53 am

    Never went above freezing here this weekend — sunny, but cold cold cold. Nonetheless, I started seeds in my mudroom setup — tomatoes and peppers and greens and cabbages and some purple sprouting broccoli (which I read later in the day is actually something you should plant in the fall and let it overwinter. Oh well, will try again in August, we’ll see what it does in the spring garden). Also, my sweetie cut back his geraniums, so now I have recycled plastic coffee containers with geranium cuttings in them all over the house — which is cheerful. That plant is probably 30 years old, an elderly couple gave Chuck those cuttings twenty years ago or so.

    Still only 15 degrees here.

  10. Scout said on March 25, 2013 at 11:20 am

    I guess now is not the time to talk about my wildflower hike and rooftop restaurant champagne brunch yesterday. Followed by an impromptu drive north on I-17 for a piece of pie at the famous Rock Springs Cafe just because the sky was so blue and the windows were down and we didn’t feel like going home yet. No worries, though, my winter weary cyber friends, come July you’ll all be posting about your lovely outdoor festivals, boating and gardening and such and I will be trapped in an air conditioned house, bitching and moaning about how much I hate the heat.

  11. MarkH said on March 25, 2013 at 11:22 am

    Even colder to your immediate south, Charlotte. It has been at or below zero most nights for the last week due to the clear weather. Not near as much new snow as those further south and east, like Denver, but what we got two weeks ago is still hanging on. It’s still only +7 deg. at 9:15 AM MDT, but glorious sunshine.

  12. Dorothy said on March 25, 2013 at 11:27 am

    Had a pretty fabulous weekend for the most part since I was with my kids most of the time. Laura wanted to see her brother before his deployment and we started off with a bang at the hockey game Friday night, which was highlighted by a new franchise record of three goals scored in 1 minute and 15 seconds! Both of my kids missed it, though, because they decided to go grab a hot pretzel and some beer midway through the second . Of all the times to leave their seats!! The gang came to our house yesterday for dinner and Mike made his amazing stew, drunken beans and cornbread. I made two new desserts, one of which was knee-buckling delicious. Here’s the recipe: http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Award-Winning-Peaches-and-Cream-Pie/Detail.aspx

    Sadly, we heard yesterday that my mother’s sister, my Aunt Peg, passed away. Mom is bereft – she is seven years older than Peg and tearfully said to me yesterday “I’m crying harder for Peg than I did for your dad and I feel terrible about that! Plus, I am older – I should go first!” The girls were best friends. We’re going to go in on Friday to see family and spend time with Mum. Aunt Peg and Uncle Johnny hosted me and my sister Chrissy in 1964 when our youngest sister was born. They had a farm house (but not a farm) in Butler County PA and we loved running all over the place for a week or so with our country cousins. When they brought us home after Mum and Janet came home from the hospital, Peg made Rice Krispie treats to bring to our house. That was my first time tasting them. I was almost 7 years old, and to this day I can’t make Rice Krispie treats without thinking of my sweet Aunt.

  13. Deborah said on March 25, 2013 at 11:30 am

    Back in Chicago, back to winter, very windy. They predicted snow yesterday but did not see one flake. We’re off to Ikea today to purchase some things to take back to Santa Fe in the Jeep. Then Thursday we head back to Santa Fe. Then I’m back in Chicago on the following Friday via train. Not looking forward to that train trip.

  14. brian stouder said on March 25, 2013 at 11:37 am

    Dorothy – that was a wonderful post.

    The brothers and sisters-in-laws and I worked on emptying mom’s house Saturday, which lead to several ‘memory project’ sorts of moments.

    The most mundane things can trigger a memory, which triggers two more, which leads to all sorts of conversation, and yet other memories (and different perspectives).

    Grant and I will be going to Watkins Glen NY this summer to see the Rolex guys race, and I think we’ll also stop and see Aunt Fannie (my mom’s sister) in Wayne, PA – who has developed a relationship with Pam over the past 3 months

  15. Prospero said on March 25, 2013 at 11:38 am

    We had 10+ in. of rain and the loudest thunderclap I have ever heard for the weekend. Not just loud but the rumbling went on for more than 60 seconds. I’ve been searching our newspaper website for news of a power station exploding from a lightning strike (or terriss) ever since, but I guess it was natural. I felt it in my gut, like Bootsy at a Funkadelic show. Sounded like Armageddon.

    Favorite newspaper related phenomenon this weekend: NYTMag piece about fundagelicals holding Bar Mitzvahs for their boy children. Curiously, no mention of Bat Mitzvahs. Not suitable for girls apparently. Guess that’s why they don’t have them for the preborn children.

    Gamelan: wonderful Indonesian music that would be perfect for listening to while smoking pot.

    Wayne LaPierre: STFU. Wayne LaPierre talking about other people influencing voting behavior with money is like Wayne calling somebody else insane.

  16. Jolene said on March 25, 2013 at 11:38 am

    Will Portman, the senator’s son, has published a column in the Yale student paper re his coming out and his father’s change of position on same-sex marriage. It’s an impressively thoughtful and well-written column for a young guy.

    http://yaledailynews.com/blog/2013/03/25/portman-coming-out/

  17. Jolene said on March 25, 2013 at 11:48 am

    Joe Nocera had an interesting piece in the NYT re technology designed to ensure that only the owner of a gun can fire it, a strategy that could dramatically reduce gun accidents (many of which involve kids picking up unsecured weapons) and reduce the utility of stolen guns. Worth reading. Also worth checking out the links at the top of his article. I didn’t realize he was keeping a gun blog. What a catalog of horrors!

    http://www.nytimes.com/2013/03/23/opinion/nocera-saving-children-from-guns.html?hp&_r=0

  18. coozledad said on March 25, 2013 at 12:05 pm

    These guys weren’t Jews, but man, could they play guitar:
    http://powerpop.blogspot.com/2013/03/your-monday-moment-of-words-fail-me_25.html

  19. Jolene said on March 25, 2013 at 12:14 pm

    I liked your post re your aunt too, Dorothy. I grew up surrounded by relatives, with one aunt who was like your Aunt Peg. She and my mother were especially close, and we kids stayed at her house many times, particularly when Mom went to the hospital to have my younger sibs.

    Yesterday, the NYT published this article about the burden of caring for old people, followed by missing them when they are gone. I can’t claim to have endured such burdens, but I do identify with the “now they are all gone” feeling.

    Years ago, a trip home would involve not only visiting my parents but also a round of visits to my aunts, with coffee and cookies at each house. Now, I have neither parents nor aunts to visit, and I miss them all

    http://newoldage.blogs.nytimes.com/2013/03/22/suddenly-theyre-all-gone/?src=me&ref=general

  20. Minnie said on March 25, 2013 at 12:15 pm

    Re: Gamelan. Back in the day I had a Nonesuch recording of gamelan music that was just perfect for the purpose Prospero proposes.

    As for family stories, I just read Roger Ebert’s warmly reminiscent essay triggered by memories of his Aunt Martha. http://blogs.suntimes.com/ebert/2013/02/what_was_my_aunt_martha_trying.html

  21. Prospero said on March 25, 2013 at 12:17 pm

    Whoever said “Irony is dead.” obviously never heard Peggy Noonan on Americans’ antipathy to black-robed masters telling them what to do. Yeah, ahole? Like appointing Shrub in 2000? I’m sure she doesn’t get it.

    Oh, and NYT published this remarkable piece on marriage equality by NFL LB Scott Fujita.

  22. Minnie said on March 25, 2013 at 12:18 pm

    Damn the lack of edit function. Reminiscent/memories. I would like to rephrase that sentence.

  23. beb said on March 25, 2013 at 12:27 pm

    Bob’s Burgers has become the one “must see TV” in our house. The humor is wicked, perverse but at the same time wholesome in a way that Family Guy isn’t. It takes a while to get used to the animation style but it has brought a freshness to Sunday night television.

  24. Joe K said on March 25, 2013 at 12:55 pm

    Beb,
    Count me in for Bobs Burgers!
    Pilot Joe

  25. Prospero said on March 25, 2013 at 12:58 pm

    Game of Thrones, Season 2 in a metal song, worthy of Sabbath with Ozzie (although it sounds more like Geddy Lee singing, don’t say you weren’t warned).

  26. MarkH said on March 25, 2013 at 1:04 pm

    Condolences to your family, Dorothy. As Jolene said, your post brought back what I remember most about growing up in Pittsburgh: surrounded by so many relatives. My oder sister even lived in Wilkinsburg for a time. All gone now, though, everyone deceased or scattered.

    Brian, you are going to camp when you go to the Glen, aren’t you? Have you been before? As a veteran attendee at many events ther throughout the ’70s I can tell you it’s a bit different from other road course infields for these events. Tightknit crowd of motorheads, very genteel and friendly if you tour the infield after the days’ events are over. I don’t know if the Kendall Tech Shed is still open to the public in the evenings, but don’t miss it. All the cars up close. My first race there was the 1969 USGP (Jochen Rindt’s first win, Lotus; Jackie Stewart’s first championship year), then multiple 6-Hour/Can-Am weekends until I moved west.

  27. Prospero said on March 25, 2013 at 1:14 pm

    Interesting F1 article: Discord in Red Bull heaven.

  28. Dexter said on March 25, 2013 at 1:23 pm

    I emerged from my man-cave bleary-eyed from many college basketball games to look out the window today and see a white-out blizzard, our cars under five-inch deep blankets of wet snow. I shovelled, drove to the park and walked my dogs with stinging snow blowing in my eyes, and barely able to see the road from the parking lot, only about seventy-five yards away. Baseball starts Sunday. Easter Sunday looms near. So we know spring is nigh…right? Can I get a witness?
    Oh, and I am sick of LeBron James and the damn Heat. I saw him play once in person over in Toledo, and loved him as a Cleveland pro player, but this Miami act is just so tiresome.

    I have a friend in Fort Myers who got her undergrad degree at USF and her masters from FGCU. She reports the place in up for grabs, as the basketball team is moving on in the NCAAs.
    http://www.fox4now.com/news/local/199795771.html

  29. Julie Robinson said on March 25, 2013 at 1:41 pm

    Add my condolences, Dorothy, and also my prayers for your son’s deployment. Does he know where he’ll be?

    My childhood was also enriched by extended family, including a great aunt who was my third grandma. She had been widowed before having children, so she adopted her many nieces and nephews and their children. There was one youngish birthday when my Mom was ill and unable to bake me a cake. Grandma made one, Aunt Alda made one with me while I visiting her, and my Dad picked one up at a bakery. My family had lots of issues but I always knew how much I was loved.

    Creamy potato soup is on the stove as I watch more damn snow fall. Nothing beats the smell of sauteed onions and garlic, and the anticipation of yummy goodness to come.

  30. adrianne said on March 25, 2013 at 1:55 pm

    Nance, count Mara Gay as someone who’s inhaled the Charlie LeDuff Kool-Aid. This is her post on Charles Pierce’s politics blog in Esquire:

    http://www.esquire.com/blogs/politics/Charlie_LeDuff_Quest

  31. LAMary said on March 25, 2013 at 2:34 pm

    Hey, I thought I had ducked the crud epidemic too, then younger son come down with it and no matter how many of my workplace hand hygeine emails I forwarded to him he shared it. I have almost no voice and haven’t for a week, and I cough up stuff that looks radioactive. Sweats at nigh, fatigue, low grade fever occasionally.

  32. Dorothy said on March 25, 2013 at 2:39 pm

    Yes Julie he knows where he’ll be. But we’re not really supposed to talk about it in public forums or anything. He is also forbidden for security reasons to reveal what their mission is. Truth be told, after fretting over it since last August when we first heard he was going, I have decided I’m better off not knowing what he’s doing. It’ll make my mind handle it better. I told him on Friday that I’ve read several articles in TIME about what’s happening in Afghanistan, and I’ve decided to pretend he’s participating in one of the things I read about. He really laughed and agreed that sounded like a good plan. I can’t do anything but leave it in God’s hands and believe he will be all right and come back to us. Next weekend is the Call to Duty outside Dayton. I’m both dreading it and anxious for it to be over.

    BTW to anyone who saw the ending of the Ohio State/Iowa State game and how thrilling it was … we had it on and we all were shouting enough to raise the roof. Josh and his wife are OSU grads so of course you know the way we wanted it to go. After the game was done and the camera focused on one of the Iowa players who was in deep distress, Josh muttered “Yeah, go back to your cornfields, mister!” and our daughter’s boyfriend said after a beat “You really shouldn’t say that, since you live in Ohio!”

  33. Prospero said on March 25, 2013 at 3:04 pm

    What’s wrong with GOPers? Bob Dole is too radical for them. He stands up for rights of people with disabilities, for Jesus’ sake. Bastard probably thinks native American women should be protected by law against violence.

  34. Julie Robinson said on March 25, 2013 at 3:13 pm

    Understood, Dorothy. I was glad that I didn’t learn of the rollover hazards of 15 passenger vans until after Sarah spent two years on the road in one.

    Both my folks went to Iowa State, which was tiny back then and larger now, but nothing like Ohio State. Considering their normal opponents, it was a respectable showing. And yelling? None louder than at our house, cheering on our Hoosiers in a game we almost didn’t deserve to win.

  35. Joe K said on March 25, 2013 at 3:39 pm

    Dexter,
    I have a trip into Bryan Ohio Tuesday morning, will be in around 7am, where is a good place for breakfast? Can I buy you a coffee? Or if you have time stop out and I’ll show you my bird.
    Pilot Joe

  36. Prospero said on March 25, 2013 at 3:56 pm

    Anthony Lewis has died. I was a major fan of his elegant NYT columns and no-bullshit politics. He was considered a radical on the right for supporting the idea that every American, whether or not she could afford it, has a right to counsel when charged with a crime. Gutdom socialiss. Too bad Lewis won’t be around to comment on whatever the Scalito court does with the DOMA discussion.

    Fascinating article about Nick Drake and his mum. Y’all know Nick Drake, the guy that wrote that Pink Moon song that made that VW ad so memorable a few years ago.

    Chag Kasher VeSameach, to anybody that is hosting or taking part in a seder tonight.

  37. coozledad said on March 25, 2013 at 4:46 pm

    http://billmoyers.com/2013/03/20/an-anniversary-many-would-like-to-ignore/

  38. MaryRC said on March 25, 2013 at 5:05 pm

    Julie, it’s hard to watch “Funny Face” and “Daddy-Long-Legs” for that very reason. The writers tried to acknowledge this with bits of dialogue where Fred’s character worried that he was too old for the girl, but that only made it more cringe-worthy. I loved “Daddy-Long-Legs” as a kid but when I saw it with Fred and Leslie Caron, it was ruined for me. I think the problem was that although Leslie was in her mid-twenties at the time, the character she was playing was a college girl — someone who would have been only 20 or 21 at the end. That last dance with Fred and Leslie was sublime, though.

  39. LAMary said on March 25, 2013 at 5:23 pm

    Nick Drake was amazing. His songs sounded new to me twenty years ago, when they were twenty years old, and they sound new to my older son now, forty years after they were written.

  40. annie said on March 25, 2013 at 5:48 pm

    It’s in the mid 70′s in Southern California and has been for days. All the flowers are out on the trees and bushes. But I was stuck in horrible freeway traffic AT 8 AM ON A SUNDAY!! for no apparent reason.

  41. Prospero said on March 25, 2013 at 6:32 pm

    LA Mary: If you listen to the songs by his mother, recorded only for the family apparently, the musical and poetic influences on the son are obvious, from tone to chord progressions. Pretty remarkable. I didn’t know he had a surviving sister who’s an actor. That’s why I love the internets.

  42. Prospero said on March 25, 2013 at 6:37 pm

    Gabrielle Drake’s excellent recitation of a poem by Molly Drake, Nick’s and Gabrielle’s mum:

    http://marcoselchiche.wordpress.com/2012/02/01/a-poem-by-nick-drakes-mother/

  43. MarkH said on March 25, 2013 at 6:39 pm

    Indeed Pros, I enjoyed Lewis as well. RIP.

    Regarding Red Bull conundrum in the Malaysian GP. Vettel made a dick move, but how do you tell your three-times consecutive world champion to hold off and stay behind the (slightly) slower teammate? Unlike the old days in the ’50s, ’60s and even ’70s, there are no clear #1 and #2 drivers on the modern GP teams (Ferrari was always the exception). Whoever is in front, for whatever reason (in this case maneuvering pit stops while choosing proper tires in wet conditions) that’s who has the protected position; whoever is behind runs defense. In this case, Webber got the better of the stop sequences and wound up decidedly in front of Vettel. But younger and quicker, Vettel was definitely turning faster lap times and kept closing. Both were dominating the field, but with only 15 laps to go, you play it safe, keep that order so you can guarantee the 1-2 finish, no matter who is in front. The team called it right and Vettel should have obeyed. Instead, he went for it at the end of the front straight and continued trying to overtake in the ensuing tight turns. Webber fought him, finally dropped back and both cars could have been written off ala Prost and Senna numerous times in the 90s. Everyone on the Red Bull team has a lot to think about before the Chinese GP in three weeks. Jackie Stewart condemns, but Gerhard Berger supports Vettel:

    http://www.independent.co.uk/sport/motor-racing/formula-one-sebastian-vettel-and-mark-webber-sir-jackie-stewart-joins-those-condemning-f1-world-champion-for-ignoring-team-orders-8548944.html

  44. Suzanne said on March 25, 2013 at 7:48 pm

    This weekend, I made that fabulous French Pork Stew that was posted on this very blog last year or so. It made all the snow kind of bearable. That and the wine that went with it.

  45. Sherri said on March 25, 2013 at 10:44 pm

    I’m still making use of all the wonderful soup recipes that were posted here during National Soup Month, especially BigHank’s lazy potato leek soup. It’s been 2 and half months since my jaw surgery, and I can mostly eat a normal diet, but I find that my mouth and jaw are still pretty tender and mixing in soup gives me a break.

  46. LAMary said on March 25, 2013 at 10:49 pm

    Someone in here got me started on lentil and brown rice soup. I’ve worked out a variation that includes red lentils, brown rice, butternut squash, chicken andouille sausage, chicken stock, carots, onions, celery, kale, garlic and diced tomatoes.

  47. brian stouder said on March 25, 2013 at 11:19 pm

    Mark H, back in the day I was a huge Schumacher fan, and could never understand why everyone else didn’t like him, too.

    And nowadays, watching the (clearly brilliant) Vettle flout his team’s instructions and take advantage of his team-mate’s restraint and team loyalty make me understand (with fearful intensity) what people didn’t like about Schuey.

    Remember early in the race, when Vettle was radioing to the team to “get him out of the way” (speaking of his team-mate) and complaining about how “slow” he was? And how Webber’s lap times were faster than Vettle’s?

    And then the team orders came to both drivers to dial back, and bring both cars home? And then how Webber DID dial back, and Seb ramped up and conducted a high-stakes (and exciting) multi-lap duel before finally overtaking his team-mate, in direct violation of what the team asked of him?

    Considering the hundreds of millions of dollars at stake in the annual Constructor’s championship, watching their two cars dice and dodge with each other, and on the knife’s edge of disaster (the real possibility, as in seasons past, of both cars crashing and scoring NO points!) is simply inexcusable and unprofesional on Vettle’s part, in the extreme.

    I’d be any of us would get fired for much smaller-stakes insubordination, where we work.

    Indeed, not for nothing, but Fernando Alonso’s opening brain-fade and presumed insubordination (or at the least, flagrant foolishness) when he chose NOT to pit on the second lap, when his front wing was snapped off and dragging on the track really merits some sort of official sanction. Surely, Alonso knew better than that, and his team was deployed on the pitlane, awaiting a car that would never appear.

    That race was one of the stranger, more off-key ones I’ve seen in awhile

  48. brian stouder said on March 25, 2013 at 11:49 pm

    BTW – Our trip to Watkins Glen will be a first. I’ve spent weekends at Mid Ohio a couple of times, and Road America in Wisconsin, and last summer we enjoyed the Rolex guys on the road course at IMS.

    Indeed, the free-form nature of the event (for the meandering fans), and all the interesting people one mingles with is especially pleasing, I think.

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