After all

the pain and effort we had an awesome MX National!

There were still some ponds remaining from the previous weeks deluge!

Getting that hole shot!

Like ducks is a row!

Spectators! Wow the biggest turnout ever!

7th Heaven! The jump that seems so terrifying but loved by all that have mastered it!

Pit lane!

A view from the Marathon Mountain!

A very fine day after all!

This was the morning after the day before, hard to imagine how busy it had been, then the front end loader arrived and the post race fix up was done, this was the first time we have done this and the track should stay in this condition for at least 3 months now, I hope all the locals appreciate Anton's effort as well.

Anton doing his thing! If I ever win the Lotto I will buy him a tractor!

Cornering at speed!
Well done to Anton and all the other members that did their part in making this 20th anniversary BORC National a great success!
"No one can whistle a symphony. It takes a whole orchestra to play it." H.E. Luccock

Rainbows, jumps and JoJo's

The last two weekends we have been busy trackside prepping for next month's National on the 18th.

Out with the old sieve tanks! and boy were they vrot!

While building the last jump we had a small shower with the most amazing rainbow, the Tramtrade Rainbow jump!

This jump is also a tunnel to reach our inside spectator area, or a fall out bunker!
All in all the track is looking spiffy and with the late rains we may just get away with less watering than usual.
"A motocross race isn't just any race.. It's a life style event"

Mayday

Down the line... Hopefully these taps will not get feet... plastic does not have the same scrap value as brass... the line is 75mm and should deliver enough water for 10 pressure washers. I still do not know why Dirt Bikes need to be washed between races? It just does not make sense to me? Maybe the chain and number plates but come on guys, no need to wash that machine to concourse standards... this is not a beauty contest! it is a Motocross Race!
Here are some pictures of race day...






We had some drama medic wise but after some frantic phone calls our problems were resolved... the rest of the day was awesome, especially for the spectators, they had the opportunity to watch some great MX racing and had a grand view of the air show as well! In reflection this was a trail run for the National later this year... should be no problem to get that going smoothly now that we know where the hitches were.
"You pray in your distress and in your need; would that you might also pray in the fullness of your joy and in your days of abundance." Kahlil Gibran (1883 - 1931)

Privileged

Baby showers are a women thing but I had the privilege to attend one today (Friday), Maggie we wish you a joyous event. May the baby be a blessing and joy in your lives.

I started this on Friday but somehow the day went pear shaped time wise, then Moondancer and myself went to the Faculty function Friday evening, only getting back home Saturday morning... then there was Guy Fawkes fun out at the MX Club later the day... and another early morning... what happened to the weekend? (Forgot the camera on Saturday! Dang!)

All in all a privileged weekend I would say, privileged to have shared it all with splendid people and wonderful sights and sounds as well as being together, we even had a dance or two albeit at a slightly stiff legged gait.

While at the MX Club watching the lightning in the clouds as the storms receded made me realised how special the past few weeks has been and how privileged we both are to experience life together, so many people have partners that do not fully appreciate them or that have lost the loving feeling. Here I include myself... but this time I know we have a backup team that will never let us down.

"A man of genius is privileged only as far as he is genius. His dullness is as insupportable as any other dullness." Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803 - 1882)

Rainy days and Mondaze

No this is not Niagara from space... just a young donga where once a road was... we must really make a plan to fix the berms and access road again. Saturday at the track!





A view towards Marathon Mountain, the big step up jump with water streaming off the start last Saturday, to say the track is wet is an understatement. Wat was amazing is that 15 minutes later all the water had disappeared, sucked in by the unquenchable earth. We need a lot more but are in awe that You know what we need.
New assistant not at work by 08h15... not good. As KatieB said "Strike 1" but I had to eat crow... she arrived at 08H30 with the boss and she a is brilliant... a fast learner and such neat handwriting. So that was sorted out, thanks Big Guy. I should have been more optimistic, strike 1 for me. I hear echoes of "Learn to trust my son"...
The afternoon meeting was not my favourite way to be tortured... I reckon it could all have been done by circulating a e-mail memo or two, but at least 'n know the dates for the big R next year and can plan accordingly. It may be the last one I do... I found out I have an "escape clause" the day I turn 55... I just do not see me living to the ripe age of 60 if I do not follow my dreams, or at least try.
Got home and promptly dozed a while... first day back at work syndrome. Oh Joy... dinner just exploded in the microwave... don't you just love it when that TV dinner does that! Guess I am having a Manic Monday...

[via FoxyTunes / The Bangles-Manic Monday]
Six o' clock already
I was just in the middle of a dream
I was kissin' Valentino
By a crystal blue Italian stream
But I can't be late
Cause then I guess I just won't get paid
These are the days
When you wish your bed was already made

It's just another manic Monday
I wish it were Sunday
Cause that's my fun day
My I don't have to run day
It's just another manic Monday

Have to catch an early train
Got to be to work by nine
And if I had an aeroplane
I still couldn't make it on time
Cause it takes me so long just to figure out what I'm gonna wear
Blame it on the train
But the boss is already there

It's just another manic Monday
Wish it were Sunday
Cause that's my fun day
My I don't have to run day
It's just another manic Monday

All of the nights
Why did my lover have to pick last night
To get down
Doesn't it matter
That I have to feed the both of us
Employment's down
He tells me in his bedroom voice
C'mon honey, let's go make some noise
Time it goes so fast
When you're having fun

It's just another manic Monday
I wish it were Sunday
Cause that's my fun day
I don't have to run day
It's just another manic Monday
I wish it was Sunday
Cause that's my fun day
It's just a manic Monday
Suffice to say today actually passed in a daze...
"On Monday mornings I am dedicated to the proposition that all men are created jerks." H. Allen Smith, "Let the Crabgrass Grow"

Amica donna mia

The title means "My lady friend" in Italian, to me the most romantic language to listen to in song, as I do not speak it or French for that matter I suppose it is a silly statement, but I have always found Italian songs more comfortable on the ear than French. Francisco Napoli, Eros Ramazzotti, Zuchero, Pavarotti, Andrea Bocelli and the list goes on, all favourites of mine and all speak to my heart better than most French singers, the exception being Francoise Hardy... I had a schoolboy crush on her when her song Only You Can Do It (Je veux qu'il revienne) was a hit in the mid sixties and the pictures of her helped too...
I remember this one... sellotaped to my door...
My image of the quintessential Biker Chick... maybe she started me thinking about bikes?
Francois today... still good looking but not my type anymore... but I still like her music. In any case this is going slightly off track here, I wanted to focus on the Italian singers and the way they carry the passion of the song through their voices.

The song in question by Eros Ramazotti will always hold a special place in my heart as it reminds me of KatieB, when I hear it I picture her on the stand at the track, score sheet in hand, watching the bikes going over the finish jump while the song plays over the PA. I suppose I should have been focused on the race but I could not help stealing a glance her way and noticing how enthralled she was with the race. I think I feel the same way when I look at her, I see someone that is willing to put up with this crazy guy that loves motorbikes and dirt racing then I realize it is more than that... she actually shares my passions, how great is that? So to my Amica donna mia I want to say you stole my heart again that day... I hope to lose it each time we have an adventure or spend time together. Can one lose your heart to a friend? I believe so... I had better stop before I cause another Tsunami...

Just like a month ago when I went and blurted out my feelings over coffee and muffins... not that they have changed much. I have just learned to take each day at a time and be the person that she feels safe with, it is a learning curve for both of us I suppose but every day I realize this is a precious thing that has been given to us and we should treat it as such and nurture it like a special plant in a garden, too much water and it drowns, too much fertiliser and it wilts, too much pruning and it dies back. What I want to say is that I will always be your friend my Amica donna mia...

So here is my verse set to the same title:
Ere there was a time I was alone like the sands on the shore,
One amongst a billion, unseen unnoticed, unwitnessed,
Then my eyes were opened,
My soul was touched,
My life became reality,
You became my witness and I became yours,
You showed me that my dreams had purpose,
You became a lighthouse in my storms,
My arms became stronger,
Walls came tumbling down,
Friendship forged through adventure shared,
Amica donna mia forever.

Chilly August Night

As a counterpoint to Neil Diamond's concert and album, today was a miserable windy day and the weather forecast is even bleaker... thank goodness the bad weather has lifted somewhat in our lives though. I believe that it is partly due to the fact that I will not let bad things bring me down and make me start worrying, I hand the worry part over to my Problem Solver. He has a way of sorting things out in amazing ways.
We on Earth should also be thankful we do not have Martian weather, at present there are planet wide dust storms raging, I cannot imagine that here, we are blessed to have this Blue Dot to call our home. We should learn to look after it better but also keep in mind that a lot we see these days is not caused by our hand, sometimes that big old glowing ball in the sky gets a bit brighter... and heats up the whole Solar system...
Enough of that... I am so glad the KatieB's friend M was only shaken up in the crash that totalled his bakkie today, I really believe that a Guardian Angel had a hand in that close shave as well, another thing to say thank you for today!
Coming back to the title, my favourite song from Neil's album Hot August Night is Sweet Caroline, here are the words...
Sweet Caroline - Neil Diamond
Where it began, I can't begin to know when
But then I know it's growing strong
Oh, wasn't the spring, whooo
And spring became the summer
Who'd believe you'd come along

Hands, touching hands, reaching out
Touching me, touching you
Oh, sweet Caroline
Good times never seem so good
I've been inclined to believe it never would

And now I, I look at the night, whooo
And it don't seem so lonely
We fill it up with only two, oh
And when I hurt
Hurting runs off my shoulder
How can I hurt when holding you

Oh, one, touching one, reaching out
Touching me, touching you
Oh, sweet Caroline
Good times never seem so good
Oh I've been inclined to believe it never would

Ohhh, sweet Caroline, good times never seem so good
Funny how some of this songs words are sort of relevant to my current friendship, KatieB has been around in my motocross life circle since more or less when I started this blog but we have only recently really connected, sometimes you miss the tree for the woods I suppose but sooner or later you notice the one that has always been there like an Oak, dependable and strong. Sorry... that is not a good analogy at all for the lady in question! But I think she will understand what I mean. She has the knack to read my mind...
Oh the life circle idea? That is the circle of friends and acquaintances one has in one's life at work and play... Someting I may blog about one day, I have added it as a label so I suppose I am commited to do so some time?
"One of the things about being a grown-up is learning how to act right even when you feel wrong." Sean Stewart, Perfect Circle, 2004

Zen and the art of collaboration

KatieB has some excellent pictures up from yesterday's racing, much better than I take for sure.
We have a new vision for the club and maybe a new name... I suggested Central Dirt Racers... hope it sticks. I just hope all these plans get implemented and that the people making all the suggestions have the guts to persevere and not once again leave it up to the few die hard's to carry the load. It would be great to have a place where dirt racing is the passion of all concerned. I know for one that come what may it is now ingrained in my skin and soul... The smell of wet dirt as a bike comes through a berm followed by the smell of expended racing fuel is like a sweet incense. How this became a passion is a mystery to me but since I get so much satisfaction in being involved I do not try and dissect it at all, I just accept it as another gift of love from God. I have always loved motorcycles but dirt bikes and the races have become a part of me. I will always be involved in some way or another.
I also enjoy getting things done as a team and we have such a bunch of willing people that love the sport as much as I do, I just hope that the new direction does not turn into a bureaucratic nightmare but with a good set of rules this will be avoided. So the quote is most fitting... MX riders lick gravity regularly...
Now to bed, it was a long meeting and a glorious ride home on Shrek... I did not even feel the chill! The streets are rather quite on a Monday night at 23:50... much safer than weekends at that time...
"We can lick gravity, but sometimes the paperwork is overwhelming." Wernher von Braun (1912 - 1977)

Plumbtucker

I feel like a beaver that has just completed a huge dam wall... tired but satisfied with a job well done... Thanks KatieB your team was great! Anton, the track was awesome. The medics were top notch! The riders that pitched up were great sports. All in all a MX race of note... the ones that were not there are the poorer for not going to the trouble to race. I hope the word goes out that the race was Megalicious! Hope KatieB posts some pictures as I was just too busy.
Since KatieB enjoyed the song so much from "Sabbatical" here are the words to Here With Me by Dido;

I didn't hear you leave, I wonder how am I still here,
I don't want to move a thing, it might change my memory
Oh I am what I am, I'll do what I want, but I can't hide
I won't go, I won't sleep, I can't breathe, until you're resting here with me
I won't leave, I can't hide, I cannot be, until you're resting here with me
I don't want to call my friends, they might wake me from this dream
And I can't leave this bed, risk forgetting all that's been
Oh I am what I am, I'll do what I want but I can't hide
I won't go, I won't sleep, I can't breathe until you're resting here with me
I won't leave, I can't hide, I cannot be, until you're resting here with me.
The afforementioned playlist is rather long, so tonight I am dispensing with posting it, maybe as a post of it's own.
So to bed I go... satisfied with life and the Universe as it is... Thankful to my Creator that He willed it so...

"The enemy came. He was beaten. I am tired. Goodnight." Vicomte Turenne, Message sent after the battle of Dunen, 658

We see the same thing, share the same dream.

I am glad KatieB saw the same sunset I saw yesterday and hope she gets better soon, it was one of those cloud enhanced ones we often get in winter as a cold front moves over our part of the world. Fortunately this was just a very high level front and will not influence the balmy weather we are having at present, I hope this continues till Sunday. But some rain before the weekend would be a bonus Lord... getting rain is like a bonus for us, watering the track is expensive even with us now having our own sprinkler system and not being reliant on hiring tankers.
Eww I spoke too soon, since writing that paragraph this morning I have seen the week's forecast... we better get out the warm stuff, seems like it may be a chilly weekend.
I have been typing up the notes/minutes of our recent meeting between a club member and our committee... I was pleasantly surprised by the meeting, we all agreed that the aim of the club is to host as many off road races as possible and to be a place were off roaders can come and have fun but with the proper safety aspects in place. So while doing this one of the songs that came up was this one... quite apt for what has happened at the club and in my life as well... we all want the same thing in the end...
Belinda Carlisle - The Same Thing
We dream the same dream
We want the same thing ...ooh...
We dream the same dream
We want the same thing ...ooh...

Here is my case
We've got no time to waste
Cuz we want the same thing

We're fighting a war
But we don't know what for
Cuz we want the same thing

I know we're different now
Different as night and day
But still I want you
I just want you to stay

I wanna take this chance
I want to be with you
Cuz what you're looking for
I am looking for too

We dream the same dream
We want the same thing ...ooh...
And all that we need is to
See it together
We dream the same dream
We want the same thing ...ooh...
For now, for love, forever, amen

I look in your eyes and
I know deep inside that
We want the same thing

Breaking the chains that
Just keep us in shame
Cuz we want the same thing

No matter what we say
No matter what we do
Beyond the battle lines
Baby we know what's true

We dream the same dream
We want the same thing ...ooh...
And all that we need is to
See it together
We dream the same dream
We want the same thing ...ooh...
For now, for love, forever, amen
As to my feelings this Monday... what Monday blues?
Saw another amazing sunset, I took a ride out to the track on Shrek to measure the step in the caravan I want to fix and drop off the pruning saw for Hendrik to trim the trees at the start.
It was a soft pink, a most chilled out pink like some watermelons are. Candy floss pink, and of course I did not take the Camera!
"May I never miss a sunset or a rainbow because I am looking down." Sara June Parker

Drop of a hat

When I clicked on Winamp tonight it started of with Dakota by Stereophonics... great song with a good beat by the way. Then I realised that it has been more than a week that KatieB and I have last had some adventure together... I miss that! I must compile a list of drop of a hat adventures to do for when we both get a break from normal life. My personal adventures this week have been to just get all my stuff at work up to date but that is more like ">Mission Impossible than an adventure. So untill I get that list figured out my main aim is getting all in place for next weekends MX, taking more steps in the Ops GOF planning and trying my hand at graphic designer for the Big Adventure's website.

Dakota - Stereophonics
Thinking about thinking of you
Summertime think it was June
Yeah think it was June
Laying back, head on the grass
Children grown having some laughs
Yeah having some laughs.

Made me feel like the one
Made me feel like the one
The one
Made me feel like the one
Made me feel like the one
The one

Drinking back, drinking for two
Drinking with you
And drinking was new
Sleeping in the back of my car
We never went far
Needed to go far

Made me feel like the one
Made me feel like the one
The one
Made me feel like the one
Made me feel like the one
The one

I don?t know where we are going now
I don?t know where we are going now

Wake up cold coffee and juice
Remembering you
What happened to you?
I wonder if we?ll meet again
Talk about us instead
Talk about why did it end

Made me feel like the one
Made me feel like the one
The one
Made me feel like the one
Made me feel like the one
The one

I don?t know where we are going now
I don?t know where we are going now

So take a look at me now

So this weekend will be a "go with the flow" type of weekend, I may check out the Karting on Saturday and see how the track fixing goes as well. The scorer Caravan must also be moved. So I have enough to keep me busy...
Bisonburger from the herd that appeared in 'Dances With Wolves.' On the menu at Al's Oasis in Oacama, South Dakota

Backblogging

Should one backblog? that is when you blog about something after the fact so to speak but make the date correct for the subject. I do sometimes and have been doing so for my 12 Days with Shrek journal. I do not think it is cheating but it does show a chink of procrastination I suppose.
Anyway... I will be backblogging sometime about Bill Flynn, my favourite South African actor. I see his memorial service will be on the 23rd July... hamba gashle Bill. I bet the Angels are in hysterics at present with your tales. Maybe God needed some cheering up.
I have a motorsport meeting later that I am not looking forward to... I am not good in confrontation, especially with numbskull's.
6 hours later...
The meeting actually went well... there were no fisticuffs and some good points were raised... but I have this deja vu feeling that this has been said and done before... now to see if the words will become deeds. We all want to promote dirt racing in it's various forms.
The only thing I regret is that I had to turn KatieB down for coffee, I would have rather done that than a stressful meeting. The quote sort of sums up my feeling about my love for being involved with dirt racing and the club affairs. I just detest the politics involved...
That is why I like adventureing with Katieb... there is no hidden agenda or facade... we are who we are... I love it that way...
"Play: Work that you enjoy doing for nothing." Evan Esar (1899 - 1995), Esar's Comic Dictionary

Lagging blogging

Yeah I know I am lagging behind but blogging is playing second fiddle to Life As We Know It... (a Blog title in there somewhere!)
My previous blog mentioned a playlist that went down well at yesterday's MX race... and it brought us rain as well, fortunately it was not a Noachian Deluge and we could finish the races although we snipped about 8 minutes off each moto for the the last set of heats and then the heavens opened again... prize giving was a very intimate affair for those hardy souls that stayed for their share of the booty. We all squeezed into the clubhouse stoop and Anton's gazebo.
[Reserved for pics!]
As soon as our intrepid Chief Scorer Thea remembers I may post some pics... yours truly was too busy as COC to take much in the way of photos... although I do wish we had some of the Crash of Note, executed by Estefan, who had no clue where he was for a while! I never knew a human body could do such contortions and bounce like that without breaking bones... Those Angels need serious overtime pay.
Now I know today's quote has little to do with Motocross crashes but at least it has "crash" and "bumpy" in it... so maybe there is a connection? in any case I loved Northern Exposure... wish it was on TV again.
"Most of you have been where I am tonight. The crash site of unrequited love. You ask yourself, How did I get here? What was it about? Was it her smile? Was it the way she crossed her legs, the turn of her ankle, the poignant vulnerability of her slender wrists? What are these elusive and ephemeral things that ignite passion in the human heart? That's an age-old question. It's perfect food for thought on a bright midsummer's night."
Martin Sage and Sybil Adelman, Northern Exposure, The Bumpy Road to Love, 1991

See the yellow spot...

way up the mountain? That was one of the Marshall points on the route for the Rouxville 200 off road race.

Being MSA Steward afforded me more time to take pictures, here is the Bike Start at 09:30, 56 bikes entered

Kenny screwing his eyes shut from the glare of a scorching sun!
And this was the Quad Start at 13:30, 67 quad entries in all. Minus the one dude that had no racing kit!

Last quad home was at 17:25. To Sarel, Ria and all the other organizers and sponsors, job well done. The venue was 100% better than last year and the route was well marked as usual, technical but not dangerous, the average speed of both the leading Quad and Bike was well within the 60 Kph target. To all the Welkom riders... grow some! This is off road racing, not flat track or drags! Here one can see the dust trail of one of the quads negotiating the trail down the first leg.
And this was the same guy approaching the pit section... still going flat taps, balls to the wall!
A dedication Cross for Elmer Symonds was also present during the race and prizegiving, it will be at each of our regional events, thanks guys this is a wonderful memorial to a bloke that lived for the sport.
After the racing the dam became a good spot to relax and cool down in after a very hot and hectic days racing.
All in all a great event and I am looking foreward the the Mayaputi 200 next month... but as I will be scoring there will not be much time for picture taking.
"Dedication is not what others expect of you, it is what you can give to others." Unknown

Chillingly hot

Blogging time has been rather scarce... what with not getting enough sleep (a book on it's own),getting last weekends MX regional up and running and work it has been way down the to-do list... maybe this weekend will allow me to do some updating...
In the meantime it is scorching hot... not abnormal though, it has been much hotter! Something to do with El Nino not Global Warming.
Saturday was one mad rush, as well as being COC, I had to grab a scoresheet for some of the races, without W as assistant COC it would have been chaos... All pics I got was during documentation before racing started.

So here I am, sipping lime juice with lots of ice and wondering what quote would go with "chill" and "summer"... voila!
"The bone-chilling scream split the warm summer night in two, the first half being before the scream when it was fairly balmy and calm and pleasant for those who hadn't heard the scream at all, but not calm or balmy or even very nice for those who did hear the scream, discounting the little period of time during the actual scream itself when your ears might have been hearing it but your brain wasn't reacting yet to let you know."
Patricia E. Presutti, 1986 winner of the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest

Leat the brace begin...

actually it has begun and BMW and KTM are endorsing the Leat Brace by bringing out branded models of this South African developed neck brace for all motorcycle use as well as all other forms of motor racing.

I also want to congartulate Dr. Chris Leatt on his pioneering work in the developement of what I believe is an essential part of the overall safety kit required by any Motocross or Offroad rider. I hope that it becomes mandatory as soon as possible and I will be doing my bit to get it on the MSA list.

Hat Tip to the Kneeslider for pointing out this safety device.
"Racing Smarter Does Not Cost, It Pays!"

Whoops!

Saturday was our annual Guy Fawkes practice and braai... all I can say is I need a week to catch up with lost sleep... after playing "Time to say goodbye" by Sarah Briteman I managed to get away at around 2AM Sunday morning... and the guys who were going to sleep over were still awake around the fire... I wonder if they ever slept!
The main thing is that after the weeks good rain and Anton's efforts with the tractor the riders all had an awesome practice... and then had an awesome party... I forgot what I played or how many, will try to ressurect the playlist and add it here sometime... meantime I have to get to bed to face Monday!

On song for a win...

Stefan van der Walt from Welkom MX Club on his way to finish his 125 Open first heat... he went on to win the class for the day. Just a pity we had such a small turnout entry wise, this is the first time we have had a MX Regional without any 50cc riders...
Our spectator turnout suprised us as we thought what with the Semi Final for the Currie Cup we would be lucky to have any.
I just wish I had more time to take some pics of the Quads though,
Xander Norval put up a blistering pace and finished first, however we need 6 entries per class for a class to score for the regional championship... sadly we will only be seeing 3 classes worthy of regional status this year... Where have all the guys with brass ones gone?
At least I heard the Cheetahs vs Sharks game on the radio while we were packing up after the prize giving... Final score Cheetahs 30 - Sharks 14... shushi this week, biltong and fillet steak next week!

Rock and Roll

Today was a blast, the Honeysucker worked like a charm... the track was beautifully wet and with the tractor and watertruck we were able to keep down the dust... The races were great as well, just a pity we had riders that broke collar bones due to falls... hope that the word goes out that our track is awesome, the Vets and Masters all agreed it has been quite an improvement... The event went off on time and we were able to keep up a reasonable pace between heats and finished on time... one more notch on my COC belt.
All for now... Zero Two Bravo is calling... the guys have invited us for an afterparty... hope I can catch up on some sleep tomorrow. So I am off for some Rock and Roll... these lyrics suit my mood tonight... it's partytime!
We're Not Gonna Sleep Tonight - Emma Bunton
Ooh, uh-huh, yeah

Something 'bout your friends are always there for you
Help you with your bedtime and they'll see you through
Being with a man is never quite the same
Cos we just have some fun and really play the game

I don't know where we'll go
But I know we're gonna start the show

Dancing on the town tonight
Nothing can stop us
You can see it in her eyes
That we're not gonna sleep tonight
We're gonna get down tonight
See if we can make you blush
We can be mysterious
And we're not gonna sleep tonight

Tonight, we're not gonna sleep, yeah

We will find the time to party all night long
Now that we're together we just can't go wrong
Dancing in the street and making lots of noise
People wanna join us, push and leave the boys

There's no way, it's just the girls
For tonight, we're in our own world

Dancing on the town tonight
Nothing can stop us
You can see it in her eyes
That we're not gonna sleep tonight
We're gonna get down tonight
See if we can make you blush
We can be mysterious
And we're not gonna sleep tonight

(We're not gonna sleep)
(We're not gonna sleep tonight)
Tonight
(We're not gonna sleep tonight)
(Yeah-hey)
(We're not gonna sleep)

Dancing on the town tonight
You can see it in her eyes
That we're not gonna sleep tonight
We're gonna get down tonight
We can be mysterious
And we're not gonna sleep (yeah)

Dancing on the town tonight
Nothing can stop us (can stop us)
You can see it in her eyes
That we're not gonna sleep tonight (woo!)
We're gonna get down tonight (gonna get down tonight)
See if we can make you blush (see if we can make ya blush)
We can be mysterious
And we're not gonna sleep tonight

We're not gonna sleep tonight
(We're not gonna sleep tonight)
We're not gonna sleep
We're not gonna sleep tonight (tonight)
(We're not gonna sleep tonight)
We're not gonna sleep tonight
"Rock and roll is the hamburger that ate the world" Peter York

Desperate times call for desperate measures...

This is a short one, still got a lot of things to do for tomorrows race... our water truck absconded and after a heck of lot of phoning we have got a Honeysucker to water the track... hope it works out, tomorrow will tell...
In the meantime music and coffee will have to keep me going while I do another all nighter.
"In certain trying circumstances, urgent circumstances, desperate circumstances, profanity furnishes a relief denied even to prayer." Mark Twain (1835 - 1910)