THE LUGE IS LIFE

In a world where we are told to blend in. To stay the path. Dont rock the boat ! Dont stand out !!! Here we are.Some of us are born into money, many us born into poverty. Some are born to be great and some of us endeavor to become a better man or a better woman. And there are a select few that were destine to be Ludgers ! We will forgo wealth end greatness to persue our passion.We will sacrifice life and limb to race. We have no choice. We do not choose our destiny . The Ludge chooses us ! We are its voice. We are its soul! We are its very breath. We are the life that comes from the union of man and tank. We don't race for the prize, we race because it calls to us in our sleep and we dream of our craft. The cheer of the crowd and the smell of blacktop is our reward.

Could we say NO and go on with our normal life? Did Sir Isac Newton say no when he was called ?. Hell no and what a cookie he made. Who would have thought figs could taste so good? When greatness calls, we will answer. We can get in the back seat and let someone else drive, or we can get into the drivers seat and drive it like we stole it. Some things in life are that way. Our Passion for life will dictate how far we will go, what chances we are willing to take. The Ludge is our passion and there are no limits to what we will do to win THE Blue Ludge.

So I wish you the best my friends. To The Ludgers that will risk it all this week I thank you for answering the call with a resounding yes. Life will happen whether you are a participant in it or an observer. Thanks for taking the front seat. I look foreword to seeing you all in my rear view mirror. Good day and God Bless this great country.
Super Dave

Can you feel it? You can almost smell it? You can't sleep at night? It�s almost here. You know what I�m talking about. Saturday will be the day of reckoning. The rightful King will be crowned. The Lugers will come to pay there respects to this game we call The Blue Luge! Luge is life they will proclaim. The race will be only fleeting but the stories of crafting and building will carry us through the long winter months and comfort us in our old age. The Luge Is Life they will scream!

Sleep well my friends. Soon the sun will shine brighter and the air will be heavy with anticipation. The gentile sounds of Frogs in the pond will be replaced with the sound of raw drunken stupidity. Old men bragging of the superiority of there machines, all the while with thoughts of sabotage in the back of there minds. The Luge is Life. It�s bigger than anyone person, any ones dreams, any fantasy pales in the light of Victory!
To the mortal onlookers and nay Sayers that would reject the Luge I say,
"The Luge is Life!"

SUPER DAVE makes a test run for the upcoming "GASCAR" 200!
Super Dave rolled out his BLUE TANK prototype that first weekend for a trial "run for the hoses" in what could best be charaterized as an RV campers version of the "Soap Box Derby".
Dave made it half way to the new pond from in front of the store without serious injury. The camp "HEAD NURSE", Ms Siren, and his wife Kim had emergency bandages, (if unsuccessful), and beer, (if he made it safe).
Dave is looking at a 2 movie deal in the future named, "Looking Out For Number Two"

WINNER OF THE 2ND ANNUAL 2008 BLUE LUGE
MICK AND THE GREEN SHIT RACING TEAM
"If you ain't rubbin', you ain't racin'!"

A SAD MESSAGE FROM SUPER DAVE....
The Luge is done
Our hour has past
It seems our founder
Has lost his ass
He said it was the luge that mattered
Yet his machine lay broken and tattered
The smell of victory, it seemed so near
And his opponents just seemed to sneer
They had a mission, Win at all costs !
So they drugged his douche bag
To ensure his loss!
Into the pond they said, well watch him drown
So down he went without a sound.
The snapping turtles chewed upon his toes
While the frogs appeared where no one goes
Now the luge survived and so its Master
But He,ll be back for a new disaster
He will face his friends with a shrewd and cunning plan.

He will bring Blue across this land.
And soon all will know what we learned this week
Keep an eye on your douche bag, my friends are creeps.
Vile and treacherous they may be.
But always they are friends to Me.

"Well it�s twelve o�clock on Saturday
As the lug-ers come rollin' in
There�s a big naked man sittin' next to me
Waitin' for the race to begin

He says Dave can you tell me something
I�m not really sure if you know
But it�s sad and it�s sweet and I know you�ll get beat
Cause that�s how it always goes

CHORUS
Prove us wrong you�re the Luge man
Prove us wrong alright
Cause we�re all in the nude for a race today
Drinkin' a cold miller lite

Now Mic at the pond is a friend of mine
He gives me my hooch for free
He�s quick with a joke or to light up a smoke
But it�s first place that he�d rather be

He says Dave I believe that you envy me
As the smile grew big on his face
Well I�m sure you could be a luge star
If you ever win in this race

Now Kim is a real self destructionist
He�s crazy as hell like his wife
He�s pondering death as he tells his wife Beth
He�s having the time of his life

Now Velma�s enforcing policy
As the members slowly get stoned
They�re sharing a fifth and got blind drunk on it
But it�s better than drinkin alone

CHORUS
Prove us wrong you�re the Luge man
Prove us wrong alright
Cause we�re all in the nude for a race today
Drinkin' a cold miller lite

It�s a pretty good crowd for the race today
As Larry gives me a smile
Cause he knows it�s me that they all want to see
Crash in a little while

And the luges rumble down hill
As the crowd begins to cheer
They know in their hearts as they sit in their carts
And say man, I wanna do that next year

CHORUS
Prove us wrong you�re the Luge man
Prove us wrong alright
Cause we�re all in the nude for a race today
Drinkin' a cold miller lite