space-oddity's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- demolition derby i went to a demolition derby this weekend. the stage for this lovely event was rural east tennessee. yes, the stench of body odor filled the air as we sat on raised planks of wood that served as bleachers. tires were spinning, and the mud, flying through the air, slapped the nearby spectators in the face. it was a grand event. there's nothing like a good car crash, and there's nothing like a good fire after a good car crash. there's also nothing like a good fight. i had hoped to see some crazed lunatic with arms swinging jump out of his car in the middle of a heat, but the folks in this saturday night demolition derby were somewhat mild in manner, and i unfortunately went home without seeing any fisticuffs; however, i did see countless examples of gaudy fashion. i'm proud to report that the mullet is here to stay and that black patent leather pumps can still be worn with navy cotton shorts. also, the one simple fashion rule to live by can be explained with one word: tight. tight jeans, tight cut-off t-shirts, tight bikini tops paired with tight cut-off shorts, tight, tight, tight. fat rolls in the stomach area are stylish and should be visible at all times. so went the demolition derby. hurray for trash. it sure is fun. 11:43 pm - 08.11.02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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