Did I mention that my husband is a motor racing aficionado? Well, of course, motors don't race by themselves...they usually reside in a high powered vehicle of some kind...doesn't matter too much what -- a boat, motorcycle, snowmobile, lawnmower, or even a car. Car you might ask? Could be a dragster (also sometimes known as a funny car), pick-up truck, midget, quarter-midget, open wheel car, nascar car, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, and further more, BLAH! Doesn't matter -- he watches them all -- all the time, all of them, no matter what for, how long, or who's doin' it! This weekend it was the "Rolex Daytona 24 Hour Something or Other Race." Not sure about the "something or other," but there was some other part of the name of this race that I can't quite remember and it needs the extra syllables to "make it flow!"
Apparently my husband doesn't understand the concept of "you don't have to watch the whole thing to find out who wins." That's what I'm thinkin'. Because he watched the WHOLE "24 hours of something or other" race end to end, front to back, side to side, wall to wall! I know this because we share a sleeping (or lack thereof) space. The W-H-O-L-E thing. Every second, minute, hour, crash, tire change, storm, etc., etc., etc. ! Did I mention that our shared non-sleeping space has a 72 inch television set? That's right. 72 count 'em inches! And stereo! The whine of the cars, the annoying British accent of the commentator! Even with all that, I managed to escape into sleep for a few minutes....only to be awakened by the blue Porshe that exploded out of the screen seemingly to run me over! Oh, no....it was just a tight shot of the Porsh from the head on position! Sleepin on the couch felt pretty dang good about then...ME doing the couch sleeping ...not him the rightful recipient of couch time! He was busy watching Nascar in between commercials on the "24 hours of..." race! Stay tuned...next week, same time, same station!
Now, that's pretty silly!
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I can relate in a way. My 24 hours of...whatever is 24 hours of Cops, America's Most Wanted, court shows, random Mexican horror shows and/or soap operas. Not to mention the many, MANY, hours of watching cartoons made for adults such as Family Guy, King of the Hill, and American Dad. I thank my lucky stars that we don't have cable or I would also have to endure South Park, Drawn Together, and Robot Chicken. I propose a new rule for the couch comandos out there. For every hour that they watch their stupid races, cop shows, whatever, we ladies are allowed equal time to watch Oprah, Days of our Lives, The Biggest Loser, American Idol, and The E True Hollywood Story. Who's with me?
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