Blogging about Tracy, by accident
Tracy, California, where I spent the day in Saturday [September 23], could have been the surface of Mars compared with my Southern California home. I went into a convenience store in search of trail mix and could find only a bag of salty nuts, dry raisins and M&Ms. I also picked up a couple of sticky-sweet granola bars from the shelves of potato chips, cheesy snacks, and beef jerkies. At the check out desk, the proprietor looked at my purchases and then at me, with curiosity. "Very healthy," she commented. Very strange. [Italics are mine --ed.]
This is too funny on many levels. First, we have a convenience store in Tracy? That alone is enough to crack anyone up. Although, perhaps we do, if we stretch the definition of the convenience store a little bit, to include a gas station [Of course, I'm trolling for comments about convenience stores here --Z.]
Second. The "Red versus Blue" angle is so chewed and spat these days, but those still delighted by the simple juxtaposition will no doubtedly enjoy Iowahawk's "Heart of Darkness". It is probably the cutest classic of the genre. Good times, good times. But still, isn't compare-and-contrast with Socal a bit rich?
The notion of trail mix being healthy is also something to cause a smirk, although perhaps not a hysterical laughter. It's probably 50% fat by weight.
P.S. The guy suffers from acute BDS (Bush Derangement Syndrome), but he didn't just knuckle under the disease. Instead, he made it into a source of income, by publishing a book. Now that's a spirit I admire.
P.P.S. I did't think that Altamont could host proper NASCAR (not even ARCA), it's a "shorttrack" raceway. But a closer examination reveals that NASCAR's umbrella includes enormous number of series and activities. That weekend they had NASCAR Dodge Weekly series, apparently with trucks.