I've spent much of the past two days wearing heavy rubber gloves & using corrosive chemicals, leading me to feel like quite the mad scientist. Alas, I've been trying to destroy the remnants of wallpaper adhesive, neither the world nor my goody-two-shoes archnemesis, undermining somewhat the mad scientist sensation. Still, I'll close with the maniacal cackle of the mad scientist, Bwa ha ha ha ha ha ha!

This Week in Motorsport
The potential "game-changer" mentioned at the close of the last "This Week in Motorsport" post is this: Tomorrow, my father & I shall motor to verdammt Ohio to see the American Le Mans Series & the IndyCar Series in action at the Mid-Ohio Sports Car Course on Saturday & Sunday. I've not attended a motor race since my father took me to the Michigan International Speedway (M.I.S.) for a N.A.S.C.A.R. race sometime in the mid-1980s, approximately a quarter of a century ago. (He wasn't a fan of N.A.S.C.A.R. then & isn't now, but in the late '60s & early '70s he enjoyed the Can-Am racing series; I've always had the idea that he came by the tickets to the M.I.S. in his capacity as a buyer for A.C.—since renamed Delphi—, a position that made him someone worth plying with tickets & sundries.) He remembers attending races at Mid-Ohio lo those forty years ago. Will I like racing in person as much as I like it on television? Much or nothing could be at stake. I've S.P.F. 100 sunscreen, my wide-brimmed star hat, & an instinct for shade to protect me from the death rays of the Accursed Sun; as for the accursed heat, alas, there's naught for it but to endure.

Wish me luck.