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Notebook dump!

Posted by on Nov 20, 2009 in Writing | 4 comments

Hey, haven’t done one of these for awhile. Here are the names, phrases, ideas (such as they are) and ephemera that have been piling up in my Blackberry: Name: Professor Graymeat (Dickensian!) Holed-up heist gang sends 1 guy to supermarket. He comes back with 48 chicken pot pies ’cause they were 3 for a buck. They eat nothing but chicken pot...

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Out with the old

Posted by on Nov 12, 2009 in Conway Sax, Racing | 6 comments

Just sold the Mazda RX-7 I raced for six seasons, and I did so with no regrets whatsoever. Indeed, when the guys at the Flatout Motorsports shop told me they were set to trailer the car to its new owner and asked if I wanted to drop by, snap a few pics, and maybe pat its haunch tearfully, I said hell no – haul that sucker away and bring me a...

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One! Two! Got the swine flu

Posted by on Oct 23, 2009 in Conway Sax, Writing | 1 comment

I’ll never know for sure whether I had a bona fide case of H1N1, as I didn’t go to the doc for confirmation, but this much is certain: Been sick as a damn dog since Saturday. So’s half the country, of course; schools are ghost towns, the Cleveland Browns are so decimated they’re seeking a roster-rules exemption just to field a team,...

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It looks like the Daytona 500 in the record books

Posted by on Oct 12, 2009 in Racing |

In Victory Lane I, my daughter, my son, and my fabulous wife Martha do our best to dent my expensive aluminum hood. Photo: Amy Mills. A killjoy could peer at the results of yesterday’s Sports Car Club of America race and conclude that I won almost by default, as most of the top drivers in my class chose to skip the event at Watkins Glen International...

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