So last week Monkey-wife loaded up the Clampett-mobile and took Monkey-boy and Monkey-girl down to one of the tracks that they race on in Minnesota for a 4 day practice session. The track is owned by a Casino. Co-incidentally, on Saturday night, Loretta Lynn is performing. Monkey-boy thinks this is the coolest thing since Paris Hilton showed her Vajayjay on YouTube. He somehow managed to charm his way into her Prevost (motorhome) after the show and got her to autograph his front plate and a hat. The boy definitely takes after his old man. All kidding aside, he was just fired up. I'll be putting that front number plate in his wall of fame. Any brushes with fame stories out there?