Well, it's approaching midnight on Tuesday. I'm sure Wes is about to officially start his "late night creepin". Ha! Speaking of Wes, I'm looking forward to hanging out with him this weekend at the IHRA Spring Nationals in Rockingham. Most people would be surprised to learn that Wes and I have only met once in our entire lives; at Dragstock 2007. When you live halfway across the country from each other, you have to rely on telephone and email transmissions to stay in touch.

On the night of Farmington's Quick-8 opener last month, an email from Wes came through at 4:00am on Easter Sunday morning. "You still up?", asks Wes. Sadly I was! I could hardly sleep after witnessing the first side by side 3 second final round in nitrous doorslammer history! I left Farmington at 11:53pm...don't ask me how I remember the trivial things. I always make a stop in Statesville on my way home from Farmington. You guessed it, time for some Waffle House love. Me and my legendary eating disorder sat down to cheese eggs, grits, hash browns, raisin toast and bottomless cups of coffee.

After my snack, I opened my laptop and wrote a story, yes, right there in the Waffle House! I couldn't wait, the article was flowing and I had to ride the wave. I got home that night just in time to get the "Are you still up?" message from Wes. I finally went to bed at 5:00am Easter Sunday. A few hours later I was sitting in church wondering why I wasn't wearing a belt. Life's a blur these days. I try to savor the moments as they're flying by. Mike Boyles of "Good 'Ol Charlie Brown" fame once told me that it's important to enjoy it while you can. Sounded like good advice then, and even better advice now.