You Know You're A Redneck If......

We just completed the 1st demolition derby of 2008. I've been crashing cars for a few years. This "redneck sport" is time consuming, expensive, and a big headache. I'm not sure what drives me to want to build car after car only to demolish it to the point of complete inoperability. The highly sought after cars are diminishing rapidly and have almost become extinct. The promoters of the sport realize this problem and have decided to experiment with truck derbys. This 1983 Ford 1/2 ton pickup was my first truck. I prefer trucks because they are easier and quicker to build, they hold up better, and the hits are harder and more action packed. I was worried about this lil' Ford and thought it was to become a sacrificial lamb as compared to the big 3/4 ton Suburban's and GM trucks I was up against. Ashley is in charge of removing the pot metal and trim and painting all the derby projects. She does a great job.

THE TRUCK TOOK QUITE A BEATING!

It performed much better than expected. I ended up winning 2nd place and the "mad dog" award. Sometime during the derby I got a chunk of metal to the eye. We tried everything to get it out until we decided to let the E.R. doctor do it. It was a late and miserable night. I think I'm a fan of trucks and don't have much desire to build cars anymore. I keep threatening to retire. I'm going to finish off this '72 Dodge Station Wagon and build a new truck for September and then I'm done.

Jared's Disclaimer

This is officially my first (and possibly last) blog entry ever. The ever-so-popular blogging delirium is a peculiar concept in which I thought I would never participate. The idea of making a detailed documentation of one’s life which is published on the WWW for all to see never really sat right with me. However, due to the persistent hen pecking of someone whom I will not name, I have succumbed to the pressure and have decided to participate. Here is a disclaimer for any of you willing to actually read these: I should make it very clear that if I am to share the Chatterton Family’s activities, thoughts, vacations, pictures, successes, failures, achievements, itineraries, and every other detail—I will not restrain for it is not my nature. Having said this, I am writing this “blog” in the buff. Many things could be implied from this statement. There is something about the soft leather seat and the glow of the screen bouncing radiantly from my clean shaven chest. I don’t intend to elaborate any further so let your imagination make of it what you will. Stay tuned for additional entries (whether you like it or not).

P.S.—BRB (if you are reading this “blog” then you’ll know such acronyms) BWTHDIK (interpretation: but what the heck do I know)