I was recently invited to aMonster Truck rally at Irwindale Speedway. It’s my college friend Chris, and wife Lisa’s idea of fun; dressing up as white trash. Note: I’m choosing the term “white trash” (sparingly) over their use of “red neck” to honor the Trash Tuesday theme (however loose). In the end, I wisely decided to take a pass on this opportunity to get killed. That’s Lisa with the dripping bra strap and T shirt that says “daddy never hugged me”.
Lisa is sitting in today as my guest blogger. In her own words
“Oh yes, feel free to blog about us. There were a few moments when we thought the locals had caught on to our “joke”, but we only came close to getting our asses kicked when I couldn’t stop laughing during the star spangled banner. I’m sorry, but there is nothing funnier than Chris waving a flag about! Folks were covering their heart with their right hand. For gosh sakes people that’s for the “Our Father” – for the life of me, I couldn’t remember what the pledge of allegiance was called. I held my flag over my heart for extra patriotic blessing. It was a riot! We thought we were so funny! There was this really scary Harley family a few rows ahead of us with a completely tricked out infant in full leathers! If my camera hadn’t have been acting up I was gonna go ask if I could have my photo with the baby. It was a sweet night indeed !!!!”
Note: The opinions expressed above are not necessarily those of Pasadena Adjacent
Seeing Chris wave a flag really is funny
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In my neighborhood, trash collection takes place on a Tuesday. The night before is a good time to canvas the neighborhood for castaways. It’s great sport. I use Tuesday on my blog to post my treasures. The phrase “getting it cheap is part of the esthetic’ was coined by my photographer friend D Gordon
http://www.dgorton.com/
Some questions:
What is your avatar photo?
Are PA’s opinions necessary by default?
Why doesn’t the monster truck link work?
1 question:
Have you found – in good working order – any HDTV’s in your trash adventures lately? No larger tha 25″, please.
If you come across one, leme know, PA. I’ll take it off your hands. No problem.
Pasadena Adjacent Quality Control cycle is complete.
I love that blue eye shadow!
How could you pass on the opp to be in the company of such brilliant friends.
Ahhh, memories, how sweet they are…I have fond ones of going to a monster truck rally with my brother and his 5 year old son (now age 25). As we approached the arena the lad was between us holding both our hands and I swear to God he was levitating! He was so excited his feet didn’t touch the ground. The crowd couldn’t have been whiter, trashier, or sober for that matter. The loudest thing I have ever attended! Didn’t help that it was inside the civic center arena and heavy with carbon monoxide fumes mixed with racing fuel. We had good ear plugs but it seemed like they were nonexistant. My nephew (now getting his masters degree) was none the worse for wear and his tastes have matured but I’m sure he also remembers that experience fondly. Half the fun was seeing the other attendees and their costumes, which weren’t costumes at all, they were simply wearing their normal street clothes. The tattoo to tooth ratio was what you would expect. About 50/50. For more hip entertainment seek out your county fair’s demolition derby.
Hey babe, I’ll give you a hug. Now come on over and sit on daddy’s lap. Give you’re daddy a little sugar (index finger pointing to cheek). Thats my big girl!
I never know what strange things about America I will learn at your posts. :)
True story — back in college in Texas, some of the monster truck rally frequenters thought it was fun to dress in black with solidarity T-shirts and darwin fish buttons and crash art openings, tossing about terms like “negative capability” with shrieks of laughter similar to those your friends describe.
Ah, humans. How we love to mock each other.
BTW, I wonder if the truck show had deep fried snickers bars? The first time I heard about them was in a radio commercial for a Texas truck rally years ago. “…and great food, too: barbeque, burgers, chili… AND DEEP FRIED SNICKERS BARS!”
I just love how weird people are.
Peoria?
I lived in the Heifer Ranch enclave within rural Arkansas 1996-2002. But never ventured out to a monster truck rally. Saw enough of them just on the highway and parked at Bubba’s Pizza.
The eye shadow was leopard print press on !!!!!!!!!!!
God ya, it was noisy as hell. We also took tips from our neighbors on how to shout encouragment to the drivers that would never hear us in a million years. Pussy and Shit Ya were my two favorites.