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May 24, 2010 Leave a Comment

Indy 500 Qualifying Day: I evidently don’t need any qualifications

Indy 500 Pagoda

In one of those mix-ups that occasionally happens, the Indianapolis Motor Speedway mistook me for someone of importance. Before they could discover their error, I snatched up their offer for media credentials. (I love the word “credentials.” I have credentials! I’m credentialed!) That’s how I found myself wandering around the speedway last Saturday, drinking as much free Coke Zero as my bladder could hold.

First, I picked up my badge and pin from the administration office. I also grabbed a handy spotter’s guide, which is like a birdspotter’s guide, if birds had corporate logos. (Hey birds, smarten up and you can trade your nests for super sweet birdhouses!) I also got a parking sticker that got me a prime space only a quarter of a mile away from the stands instead of miles away from the stands like everyone else.

Indy 500 pit row

I headed into the garage area, where I saw a guy in an Herbalife jumpsuit smoking a cigarette. Ha! Didn’t score a picture of that though. I did manage to hone in on a source of cookies and soda, because that is my magical superpower in life.

I saw Sarah Fisher! (She’s only 23 days older than me.) Here in Indiana, she’s on TV every other second hawking AAA auto insurance, so I feel like I know her.

It’s funny that they spend tons of money to make their cars go 225mph, and yet they have to push them to the pit area. When I have to push my car, there’s definitely something wrong with it.

Indy 500 car

For an Indy car racetrack, there are a surprising number of motorcycles around. You might mistake this place for a Motocross track.

Indy 500 motorcycles

The Gordon Pipers were running around playing drums and bagpipes. I started to have flashbacks to my first 5K at the Indy Irishfest.

Indy 500 bagpipes

Then I headed up to the cafeteria, where I got a free lunch. They tried to tempt me with cake. Mmm, sweet, sweet, cake

Don’t try to ply me with sugar, motor speedway! I headed for the salad bar, somewhat reluctantly.

Indy 500 salad bar

There was a rose in the women’s bathroom. While I appreciate the effort, they didn’t really pull it off, and the overall effect kinda creeped me out.

Then I headed to the stands and watched several cars run the track. They make a very loud VROOOOMM sound as they go by, but that VROOOOMM should be in 2400pt bold font to truly express the sound. Then I headed down to pit row, where my geek girl heart went all a flutter.

Indy 500 computers

Here was the booth where they tracked the official timing results! And the approaching weather! And OMG it’s Mini-Macaroni’s twin sister!!

And here’s Mini-Macaroni:

Mini-Macaroni

Yes, they were using the exact same, cheap-ass, Acer netbook that I own. I hope theirs is more reliable than mine, which had another tantrum last week and is currently sitting in the corner decharging. Seriously though, I spent more time staring at these computer screens than I did ogling any cars or racecar drivers, because I am a sad, sad, person.

I popped up into the media center and made-believe I was an actual journalist for a few minutes. Then I got sick of the bleak career outlook and the need for actual factual reporting and went back to being a blogger.

Indy 500 press room

Then I headed down to the press conference room. I was there for about 30 seconds before an actual racecar driver and his actual hot girlfriend or wife sat down in front of me.

Beautiful Indy 500 driver

It was so bizarre. I’ve seen people that attractive on television, but seeing them in person was like running into a triceratops from Jurassic Park in the cafeteria. Some part of my brain assumed they were special effects and not part of reality. I could not comprehend that people like that actually exist and walk around and drink Dasani water like the rest of us. Except, they rip the Dasani label off their water before going in front of the cameras. That’s because real racecar drivers only sport logos they’ve been paid to wear. (Seriously, this is not a joke. All three drivers I saw ripped the labels off their bottles.) They also speak some foreign language that includes words like “setup,” “drive force,” and “whip.” Then someone made a joke about -3 and -5 something-or-others and the whole room cracked up and OMG WHAT ARE THESE PEOPLE TALKING ABOUT?!? Before I could feel any chubbier, paler or clueless, I left the room.

I watched a few more racecars go around the track and then decided to call it a day. I want to thank Daniel from the speedway for hooking me up with my fancy badge. Daniel says the speedway is trying to get non-racing fans interested in the race, and in my case they definitely succeeded. It was great to take part in some race-related events before I leave the state. Head on out to the track! If not for the cars and the sunshine, for the funnel cakes and meat on sticks! Don’t worry, you’ll burn off the calories walking back to your car.

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