Boogity, Boogity, Boogity!

I don't think I have mentioned this yet in my blog, but this year I have fully embraced my redneck-dom and have become an avid NASCAR fan. It's gotten to the point that I don't feel my weekend is complete without hearing Darrell Waltrip shout-out "Boogity, Boogity, Boogity! Let's go racin' boys!" I've even gone to the extent of importing the Nextel Cup schedule from iCalShare into my Lotus Notes calendar. Yes, I am hooked. NASCAR RSS feeds now exist on my Bloglines list. I even have formed my opinions on what drivers I like. So much so that last weekend while on a shopping trip, to the Wal-Mart no less, I bought my first piece of gear any NASCAR fan should have, a baseball hat. I bought a red and black Dale Earnhardt Jr. #8 hat. Now, Dale is leaving the #8 and the company his late father built for another team at the end of the season. Well, until then I'll wear the hat. But then it's back to Wal-Mart for another shopping trip and a new hat. (Hopefully for a #3! I'd like to see him drive his Dad's old number).