My Formula One interest started in the mid to late nighties. I followed and watched a few races during the Ayrton Senna era, but it wasn’t until 97, in the echo of Jacques Villneneuve’s debute season and in the prospect that Michael Schumacher was going to bring Ferrari their first driver’s title in 19 years, that brought me close to the sport, business circus of Formula One.
My interest in Formula One came from the Italian side of the family; my uncle, Franco Mangione, to name names. Every summer that our family went down to Taranto, Pulgia, I watched at least one race with Franco. The race normally occured during Sunday lunch. Live kitchen noise mixed with engine sounds via the TV.
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One key date is 6 August 1991 – the day on which links to the fledgling computer code for the www were put on the alt.hypertext discussion group so others could download it and play with it.
On that day the web went world wide.
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I’m sorry Mr Web – I missed it – even though I knew it. I know and knew your birthday was two days ago… I just wasn’t around to post it on Sunday. I came home around 10pm from Newcastle and the only thing circling around my head was the Formula One (which, scarily, was only three laps from going the way I hoped it would… if only Schumacher lasted… and huge congratulations to Button and his first victory!).
So wow – can’t believe you are 15! I have known you for about – what is it, 9 years? Time flies.
15… damn… your just a teenager – you still have about 7 years left of wearing stupid clothes and rebel against society and it’s norms in the quest of finding your meaning and place in life. In most countries you can’t vote, drive a car, drink alcohol or have sex without breaking the law. Yeah… no offense Mr Web, but when thinking about it you’re a pre-pubescent teenager (oversized nose and small head) and nowhere near the experience and perfection of the wise middle-aged F1, and you still have a long way to go before you reach substantial hairiness what’s required to win a Grand Prix.
And so again it’s friday
This morning wasn’t a normal morning. This morning i woke up early(er) and went out for a run.
In my pre-london day’s this wasn’t such a big deal, but since this is the first time I did it in london (and add the fact that I have been living here 3 years) – it is kind of a big deal.
What actually got me going is the fact that I sit by a computer all day, and that has given my back and shoulders a higher voice of complaint.
So three days ago I bought the NikePlus kit – the shoes, the iPod, the accessories – all of it. I like statistics – so if I can get it – why not!
So how was it?
The NikePlus/iPod experience was fine. I’m actually a bit impressed how well they have put it all together – the shoes, the iPod, the website.
The running experience was awful.
I have never really been a fan of running to start with. I’m a team player. There is just not enough excitement in running. It’s just you. No-one to adjust your “play” to. Just you. Before I ran so I would be capable of doing something else better… this time I guess that thing is my ability to sit in front of a computer – living the life I live without turning into a public health risk.
And so again it’s friday.
This weekend it will be a very very interesting Hungarian GP. Really hope Schumacher will put Alonso were he belong – back with the other young promising drivers. I’m even looking forward to hear him complain about the tiers again. If I could decide – Button win, then double Ferrari and Alonso breaks down.
And so again it’s friday.
This weekend Willow and I are going up to Newcastle to visit her parents. More on this next week.
And so again it’s friday and I have shit loads to do and I better get started.
Friday.