Curse? There is NO curse.

The saga of computer replacement for TOPWLH has reached new levels of insanity.  The first one was a major POS, I took it back and claimed that it was all her idea.  This is OK in this instance because she uses the same strategy ALL the time for returns, i.e. it was my husband.

The second new computer worked for a few days and then turned itself off.  When turned back on it declined to participate, turning itself back off.  Then it launched itself into a bizarre sequence of turning itself on and off while sitting on the desk with NO ONE TOUCHING IT.  Not acceptable, clearly, and that one went back too.

No huge problems with number 3 yet (except for that pesky and totally non-intuitive Windows 8).  But with the most recent download of Firefox the primary user has acquired a Bing weather bug on her Yahoo start page.  I know about Bing, of course, it now does my searches.  I have, however, until now avoided any overt manifestation of the Bing or the Bing tool bar or any of the other things Bing.  She loves the Bing and reported earlier today that Bing predicts a return of 2M*R beginning at 6pm this evening and lasting for another four days.

*sigh*

It was OK when I set out if a trifle chilled for this late in May but by the time I returned they were socking it in, clouds feeling like rain.

*sigh*

I rode down towards the southeast and discovered that the road construction behind the Capitol is complete.  Traffic is passing in all four directions.  I got this view of what the newspapers have begun to refer to as "the crumbling Capitol building" from near the new light rail station.

It's old, it's made of marble (not the most durable of stones), it gets heavy use, it needs some major repairs.  Crumbling state Capitol building.

I was headed over towards Summit Avenue but paused for the traditional front view including hero of labor Floyd B. Olson.

It can be tricky trying to line up a shot on an LCD screen in bright sunlight.  I got Floyd just fine but missed a bit of the spire at the top of the dome.

*sigh*

I am doing the best I can.

So, the heir apparent called us up this morning and threatened a major usurpation of the lead role in picking the race.  Isn't the heir apparent a vassal who should still be at least mildly subservient to the lord of the realm?  That's the way it works on Game of Thrones anyway.  My problem is probably that I DO NOT HAVE DRAGONS.

Just when I was getting ready to sell naming rights.

I invented this thing, I have promoted it, I have participated, I have even won.

So here goes:  First I must address the matter of the curse.  There is NO curse.  Rex Mays for example, started the race 12 times including 4 times from the pole and led 9 of the 12 races.  Number of wins?  Zero.  Nada.  Zilch.  Has anyone ever heard a whisper about a Mays family curse?

I thought not.

These Andrettis have at least won the thing.

And my prediction is that they will again.

With the first selection in the Gino's Diet Mountain Dew Indy 500 winner pool, Gino selects Marco Andretti.

I nominate the usurper to go second (sorry Santini but I have to throw her some bone or she will take over the whole deal), Santini third, GRider four, Jimi five.

Anyone else who wants to participate will have to jump in after Jimi.  I will leave a decent interval after he picks before I initiate the second round.

Also all should please be advised that as the blogger of this blog I have the power to delete comments.  It is a power of staggering importance but one which I much prefer to not have to use.

Everyone behave themselves.