This is just unexcusable. I ought to be kicked out of this whole blogger business and just give up on my journalism dreams. If there is a rehab program for this kind of neglect, I want to be first on the list. I have gone 2 whole months without so much as a hello or a picture or anything. My apologies to all of you. Now, I am back on track and ready to write, so here goes......
Our time back in the States seems like ions ago. We spent our days visiting with friends and family, swimming at Devil's Lake, shopping for the little things like cow hooves (they're Oscar's favorite) and face wash that we don't have over here in Sicily, traveling to Chicago to see Carrie and Andrew (and a creepy and controversial exhibit called Body Works), and hanging out at the good ol' Lenawee County Fair. You see, Phil had it timed perfectly so that we would be home while the fair was running strong.
He said it was so we could support Ben at the pig show, but I knew otherwise. Phil had one thing on his mind, and that thing was the Figure 8 race. He's been involved in it 3 times prior, and was itching for another chance to ram into cars and leave the other hillbillies of Lenawee county in his dust. Driving in Sicily has really prepared him for this task, as we endure figure 8 style driving everyday here where the craziest and most ruthless people get behind the wheels of their Fiat Cinquecentos and Ford Fiestas (oh yeah, they're a big hit over here!). Sicilians have no concept of looking before they pull out onto the road and they will turn any stretch of asphalt into a 3 lane highway. And why should they care what happens to their cars? The majority of them drives pieces of crap anyway. So, back to the race....
If success was measured in the form of greatest number of gasps from the audience, then Phil would have claimed the top prize for sure! Every time he neared the center of the figure 8, he came within millimeters of T boning the approaching cars. Ooooooo! That was close! Eeeeek! Geeeez! That's all I heard myself saying on the videotape. Sadly, he didn't win, but there's always next summer..........the Freak Monkey will ride again!
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