Today was the Grand Prix of Monaco, which I try never to miss. It was only the second or third Formula One race I've watched this season. I kinda got out of the habit last year because I was so disgusted with the effect the rules changes (particularly the stupid tyre rules) had on the sport - it was a "why bother?" sort of thing. This year, the rules have changed for the better and the sport is a bit more competitive (though I'd like it if they'd just quit effing with rules, regulations and specs and just let the guys race) but this year I've had so much going on in my life, week after week, that the very few times I had a chance to sleep late, I wanted that sleep more than rising at 7:30 AM to watch a race. Sad, but true. I hope Niki Lauda can forgive my blasphemy.

Still, the glamour and glitz of Monte Carlo will not be denied and I did enjoy the race. A controversial incident yesterday during the practice session was ruled upon by Max and the F-1 Stewards, sending Michael Schumacher from pole position to the back of the grid. He fought his way through the pack to finish fifth. I dunno - I'm sure my brother is seething over this latest display of anti-Ferrari machinations, but I think it's the ultimate compliment to Herr Schumacher. If you think about it, what the stewards are really saying with this ruling is, they don't believe it's possible for Michael Schumacher to actually make a mistake. Cold comfort to him at this point, but I'm puffed up with pride on his behalf. Simply the best - simply Schumi. Indeed.

Right now I'm watching the last few laps of the Indy 500. Right now an Andretti is in the lead (Michael) and he's being chased by another Andretti (Marco). Sweeet. I think Sam Hornish is gonna win, though - he's making a move. (<--- okay, since I typed that, that's what happened.)

Now I'm going to go chop vegetables for our chicken tortellini dish that will be supper. Alan has gone to take a picture of a portobello mushroom that looks like a butt. I'll post it in a minute. As you can see, marriage has done WONDERS for our maturity level. Heh heh heh. Butt.