Audi R8

I had a truly exciting weekend. A friend of ours, older than us, just bought the new Audi R8. Wow, what a machine! Fast.. bloody hell was it ever! I must admit I didn't get to drive this marvel of a machine, but I had a hoot just being the passenger. It looks like a Lambo or Ferrari and feels about as fast as anything I've ever been in.

My friend, I'll call him Bob (because that's the name his parents gave him) is in his early 60's and acts like a 23 year old - full of piss and vinegar. The guy still works, but doesn't need to, and he's a bit on the wild side. He's on his fourth marriage to a gal who is mid 30's. She's a beautiful and educated girl who has been... uh... enhanced! To borrow an expression another friend of mine uses, she is boobalicious! With his third set of children, she's at home full time, which means the nanny and house staff do most stuff so she can work out and stay in great shape for the old guy!

I swear Bob must be taking Viagra by the pound load. His trophy wife always has a smile on her face and seems to love him deeply. It's funny how other guys act around him. I can't tell if they admire him or feel deeply jealous. Me? probably a bit of both, but he's a great person and I'm thrilled I can call him a friend of mine. In fact, when I told him I mind do a little blog about him and his car he laughed and encouraged me to do it!

Getting back the topic though, the Audi R8 was quite the thrill. Not sure Mrs. Wealthy would ever let me get one, but one can dream, and dream I will!