While most every IndyCar blog goes dark today, one will remain very much lit. Come join us over at The Furious Wedge for the 2010 “Blogathon” — 24 hours of gentlemanly discussion & random postings. We’ll be bandying about a wide variety of topics, including The Rolex Such-and-Such race, the hidden perils of municipal bonds, and all things arson. There’s also [...]

Earlier today you may have thought you saw a post relating to what might have been the newest iteration of the ever popular IndyCar 2-seater. You know, the thing you can actually pay to ride around actual tracks and go like 180 mph while Davey Hamilton or Arie Luyendyk Jr. peels your face off and runs you right [...]

Well now. What do we have here? Buried in the chaos of yesterday stood an obscure cause for excitement. The Snake Pit is alive, apparently. Or at least not dead. More specifically, it’s healthy enough to start its own “official” Twitter account, and that’s good enough for me. This thing’s like Rasputin or AJ Foyt: neither stab [...]

Colts. Jets. AFC Championship Game. It’ll be mayhem on a grand scale, and the Pagoda is closed today. My apologies. Oh, and the city burns at 7:00 EST. Years of Indy 500 debauchery have prepared me for today, and they’ve prepared me well. Today will be an apocalyptic free-for-all in Downtown Indy where there are no laws [...]

Meet 14th century German pirate Klaus Störtebeker, who I’m just now learning was the Chip Ganassi of the high seas. And why is that? you ask.  Well for starters, he was all kinds of boss — he’d pillage your face with cannon fire if you so much as looked at him crossly. Better still, he had wenches at every [...]

Some Inbox of Opportunity questions belong to the masses. To the people — but not the dumb ones. Because sometimes, a question comes along with such immense scope & importance, no one person should be entrusted with the power to answer it. Especially when that one person is me. Who, make no mistake, is exceedingly dumb. [...]

Shit. Between this calamity, Hunter-Reay’s new Batmobile, and the other goings-on of late, an Inbox of Opportunity is in order. Send in all your questions, rank speculation, conjecture, pot roast recipes, notable feats of blackmail, shoe-cobbling techniques, Colts predictions, or whatever else is on your mind that no decent publication would ever respond to. Because I will. I’ll get [...]