Ah, NASCAR. Whatta race today (even though Jeff Gordon won…grr.). Red-flagged with less than 10 laps to go! Kevin didn’t finish so bad, despite having tire problems at the end of the race. He finished a lap down, but still made 11th place (and did lead almost 50 laps of the race, earlier).
Wow, do I hate NBC’s coverage of races, though. (bring back FOX! bring back FOX!) I despise the geezer Benny last-time-I-raced-was-over-20-years-ago Parsons. He was going on and on today that fans only watch races for the wrecks. Whatta loser. Not the case, idiot. Granted, they are exciting, but that’s not the reason behind why fans watch. Its the excitement of the whole thing! After going to Daytona this summer for the Pepsi 400, I’m forever hooked. There’s nothing like watching and hearing the cars go around the track, full force. Talk about adrenaline! The colors, the blur of the cars going by at 185 mph, the roar of the engines….I almost feel like inserting a Tim Allen “arrr arrr” sound here.
So I watched all three Godfather movies this weekend. We rented the DVD set, and also watched a bunch of the extra stuff that comes along with it. I think the more that I watch those movies, the more that I appreciate them and the faster they run. I notice neat little things that I’ve missed before. Like in Part I, when Michael hides and rescues his father from being “hit” in the hospital, he leans over and tells him, “I’m here Dad, I’ll take care of you.” As soon as Michael leaves, the Godfather (while still in a comatose state) smiles and a tear falls from his eye. I never noticed that before. Other things pop at you, too — from repeated scenes and themes to the different ways the story is told. We finished watching ‘em all around 3AM. I coulda stayed and watched more of the extra stuff, but unfortunately I was outnumbered.
Off to go read more on The English Patient.