Mummies at the Speedway!

I live close enough to the Speedway that I can step 

outside my door to hear the cars' engines as they speed 

around the track. I contemplated staying home 

to watch the Pole Day qualifying on TV and the IMS website. 

The track is almost my favorite place in the world, 

next to the river, but the days when I could and would spend all day 

in the sun have been over for quite a while; I love the warmth, 

I will walk for miles to take pictures, but stand all day 

in one spot to take pictures? Hell, no.

But when I learned that the band Here Come the Mummies 

would be playing after qualifying was over, staying at home 

was suddenly not an option. They are a funky rock band

with sass and brass - damn good musicians, all with Grammy awards - 

percussion, brass, and guitars blended to a happy

mix that wins fans of all ages, young children to grizzled

partyers, wherever they go. 

I got to the Speedway at about 8 AM to watch practice 

and qualifying from the Turn 1 grandstands, then walked 

to the infield where I sang and danced for nearly two hours,

enjoying every chord and beat of the Mummies'

happy vibe.

Do You Believe ...?

After days of rain and gloom, the river has overflowed it's banks, 

leaving a depressed heron standing near the bank 

in a morass of floating river trash, his shoulders hunched 

like a rain-soaked man with no umbrella. 

Finally, the rain has moved on and the skies have begun to clear.

The clouds this afternoon were layered like the puffy lining

in quilts, multicolored, reluctant to let the sun peep through.

And "Here Come the Mummies"

for no reason other than they make me happy,

chasing away whatever gloom 

was induced by the rain.

Be Afraid ... Be Very Afraid

Beware ... 

the Night of the Zombie Puppies!

Spawn from the League of Cujo are out on the streets!

With their glassy-eyed stares of cuteness, 

they come to get you, tantalizing you with their 

incessant furry wiggles, happy tails and 

continual yelps of eerie joy. 

They know you will not be able to resist.

You must give in, you must and you will be trampled 

in their midst, run over as they make for their next victim. 

They will not stop, not even to give a brief lick from their tongues 

as they rampage through the night. Because ... 

The Zombie Puppies are out to avenge all those of their

species who've had to endure names like Cuddles, Sweet'ums, 

Sugar and made to wear costumes such as the ones below...

Borrowed from Petnet.com 

 Borrowed from Petco.com

Boo!