DJ Electric Daddy

Click to Play Driving the commute on a Southern California freeway can be a trying experience. It can take hours to travel the two miles to Mrs Miggins Pie Shop, and hours to get back home again. At which point the huge commemorative pie you bought to celebrate Huge Commemorative Pie Week is cold and grossly unsatisfactory. The roads are populated by nutters and maniacs, on cell phones, texting and eating cheeseburgers. So I do what any good citizen would do. Pick up his Flip and capture some artistically shot video of traffic lights and sunsets and blurry dashboard things.

Click to Play A rare occasion when the whole family is up on time and ready to go early on a weekday. Being up and ready early made me ponder how I could maximize my productive time, without neglecting sleep, and still getting out of the door with enough time to get to work on time. Sadly, on this particular morning, i spent too much time videoblogging to get myself out of the house on time. I read an article about the 6 day week, following the 28 hour day schedule, whereby one would be awake for 20 hours and sleep for 8. Obviously this would mess with any work schedule as by day three you would be awake through the night. But I thought it interesting, as a way to maximise productivity, and to ultimately get an additional four hours a day to spend playing Guitar Hero on the Playstation Humorously illustrated here: http://www.xkcd.com

Click to Play It was a balmy night in western Arizona. The family headed out to the Mohave Valley Raceway near Bullhead City for a night of dirt track racing. Other than some speedway motorcycle racing back in England, I have never witnessed dirt track racing. My motor sports experiences have been purely tarmac-based. Until this night. The night was a series of heats and a final of lower class vehicles, and the showcase class Modifieds. If I remember correctly, my father-in-law was telling me these monsters run on alchohol, which makes them the bad-ass mo-fo's of the paddock. Watching these loud and ugly Mad Max machines round the 1/3 mile oval almost entirely sideways was a sight to behold. Amazing control, driving on the ragged edge. And did I mention they were loud.