Funny how this whole thing works sometimes, isn't it.
After months of dodging Steve Perry — thanks to some not-so-flattering things I've written about his involvement in PASS Super Late Model racing — I hear he's looking for me. I go into cold sweats, wake up in the middle of the night convinced there's someone knocking, hide out in alleyways and dark closets. It can't be good.
And then I get the e-mail I've been dreading, from Perry himself. I cringe as I open it. I'm thinking: lawsuit.

Turns out, the big guy isn't so bad after all. He wants me to co-host his local cable television show "Mainely Motorsports" this week. He's heading to Florida this week for some NHL hockey (I know, not the first place you think of when you think ice hockey) and auto racing, and he wants me to co-host the show with usual cohort Marco Thomas.
And I say, what the heck, I'm in.
I've got to level with you here. I stick to the opinion that most people who have never met me don't like me — they think I'm obnoxious, smart-mouthed and arrogant. Well, 2 out of 3 ain't bad, right? Isn't that what Meatloaf told us? But I also think that when people get to know me, they generally like me. I don't take things too seriously, and I like to laugh and poke fun.
Just ask Ken Minott or Bill Ryan. They'll tell you.
Long story short, going on TV might be good for me. People can see me — you know, so they know who they're taking a punch at in the pit area some night at Unity Raceway. And, it's the real me — not this blog persona you've all come to love and loathe simultaneously.
One thing you should know before you tune in — yes, I'm really that bald. (It's a fashion choice, not male-pattern baldness...).