Divine By Design

i'm terribly distracted by top gear. i feel like i should do a race report or four...but that's not really why i started a blog.
actually i can't really remember why i started a blog. i'd much rather creepily read other people's blogs* than write my own.

*like, people i don't know and have never met or even seen. but because of the interwebs i know details about their life and if i do meet them i could potentially make them very uncomfortable. i am really creepy sometimes.

speaking of nothing, if you're ever in newnan, GA, overwhelmed by the great concrete jungle and looking for some grub that's decidedly not golden corral, go eat some sweet potato wedges and fried PB&Js at divine by design jamaican and soul food. omg mouth orgasm.

oh yes, and also, i don't know how this whole sponsorship thing works really, but tifosi glasses are sooperdooper awesome even in pouring GA rain, which is obv the worst kind of rain. duh.