Sunday Drive

I don't care where we go.

Keep Your Head Straight

It is late at night.
Your facilities and judgement may be compromised.


Perhaps you are in search of some sort of snack.

We have all been in the situation, sure...


Pay close attention to what snacking options you are presented with.

For example, what you might hear as "Reece's Monkey" - that you could interpret as a chocolate, filled with peanut butter, shaped like a monkey...

Could be something else entirely.






You gotta be careful about that shit, you know.

That sort of miscommunication could ruin the entire evening's vibe.


I am not saying that I have, or have not, been in this exact set of circumstances.
I am just saying...


Should you find yourself in such an awkward situation, don't freak out.
Just be cool.
Be cool.

Nobody wants any grief.
Right?

Especially the monkey...

Dirty

Dry Cleaning/Alterations

I don't want to go into the business of laundering other folks garments.

It did occur that it might be great fun, given the right circumstances.

The key is the alterations side of the business.

Every time that rude customer drops off...

Pick one of the following.-

Shorten the pants 3/8" at the hem.

Same deal with the sleeves on jackets.

Take in pants a half size.

Shorten the pants pockets.

Reattach two shirt buttons with only a single thread.

That is just the way I think, I suppose.

Be nice to your dry cleaner.

Be nice to the folks you do business with.

Because they might just fuck with you, for fun, if you act like an ass.

Funny Firebird Friday

Yes, Firebirds are still cool.

More so with stretched tube frames, wild engine set-backs and flip-up fiberglass bodies.

Gyik-Ember!

I still can't explain this.

It is awesome.

TARP

Good news...

That whole TARP program worked great!

How great?

Bonuses to folks at Wall Street firms shot up 17% for 2009 performance.

Totaling around $20.3 billion dollars, or roughly $130,000 per person.

While most of us didn't quite grasp what an awesome year it was, and many were seeking cover under actual tarps...

We can look to Wall Street and realize that 2009 was at least 17% better than the year before.

At this rate, 2010 should be amazing!

Cripes!

Is it the 24th of February already?

Taco Truck Tuesday

Choking Hazard

It seems that pediatricians are pushing for a redesign of the hot dog, because they pose such a tremendous choking hazard.

At the very least, they want the venerable frank relabeled.

Yeah, that classic institution of sausage, under attack - in an effort to save the children.

"I think there should be a commitment from the entire industry to label not only hot dogs but all high-risk foods with some type of informational label that allows consumers to make informed decisions," Smith said, adding that he thought companies would figure out that "safety sells."

Right...

We are talking about hot dogs.

Killing kids.

Grapes too.

Listen, if you are worried about your kid choking on wieners and grapes - you probably need to pull them out of the after school activities at the Catholic church as well.

I would be more worried about that, personally...

Fucking people, man.

Really.

Gas

Note the hand, still on the throttle.

Hot Pants

AAU-USA Approved!

What About This?

Sunday Drive

I forget...

Where were we going again?

Splitting the Atom

Massive Attack-Splitting the Atom-directed by Edouard Salier from edouard salier on Vimeo.

My Latest God

Finally

Finally fuckin' Friday...

That is what I am saying.

I think I need some metal bashing this weekend...need to make some sparks...burn some shit...

'Cause I am ready to unscrew some heads from their necks, this week.

Dune Buggies!

That is one sweet dune buggy,

Man, I love dune buggies...

Look at That

Those are some sweet pontoon boats!

Taco Truck Tuesday

Important Data

Go ahead and click on the picture. (Original here)

There is important stuff there that needs your consideration.

Be sure to check out the various graphs, too.

Danger

There has been a lot of talk about how dangerous the conditions are in multiple events at this years Winter Olympics, for competitors.

We have all heard about the luge dude, killed at the last turn.

If you haven't, I can point you towards video of his head getting cracked like a nut. Pretty gruesome.

The down hill skiing deal is also getting press for it's risks.

Listen, if you are throwing yourself down a mountain or ice tube, there are going to be risks.

If the goal of your chosen sport is to go faster than everybody else, there is a greater chance you are going to get a little over your edge of control.

Maybe this years slopes and luge track are a bit more vicious than they have been at past Olympics.

But the point of all of those games is to haul fucking ass, faster than everybody else, down a perilous course - is it not?

That is the whole point, right?

That is how you get the medal.

The ice dancers are not griping about the dangerous conditions of the ice dancing venue.

Because they chose a sport that involves gracefully skimming across some ice, and not one that is comparable to tossing ones self off a glacier.

Now following that, who in the hell calls themselves a racecourse designer - and puts rows of unprotected metal/concrete polls at the exits of fast corners.

That is pure criminal design that is beyond my understanding.

The premise of track design in to create a circuit which both pushes a racers skills and also the overall sport. Faster speeds and times suggest that the course in Vancouver does what it is supposed to, get people on luges moving fast.

I am no luge track designer, but I have gone around enough corners at a high rate of speed to know that you are better off keeping away from the big, hard things.

Placing immovable objects in the run-off/crash zone of a high speed curve is just negligence.

Anyway, doing dangerous shit is risky.

Safety rules are written with blood.

Everybody has to decide for themselves if maybe ice dancing might be more their speed.

Valentino

Valentino Rossi should probably also get a day named after his grace.

Year of the Tiger!

I assume you are already listening to this song, as part of your celebration of the Chinese New Year.

Or maybe you are just cool, like me, and listen to this song all of the freaking time.

Here is you chance to hear this totally awesome Survivor song, one more time.

Happy Year of the Tiger!

Happy Valentine's Day

There he is.

Saint Valentine.
Or whats left of him.

He was a real guy, ya know.
Before he was the patron saint of greeting card companies and flower shops.

That is his skull right there.
In a shrine, in some church, in Rome.


Well, I hope you get laid.

Robot Rock

You Damned Kids!

Proof

Evidence that the "good old days" were in fact pretty good.

Fight both cavities and sobriety, with Jigger.

Feeling Cool?

Well...




You are still no Steve McQueen.





Keep working on it though...

Pure Excitement

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Taco Truck Tuesday

Mustache Monday

I have been thinking, lately, that I might need a mustache.

I haven't been thinking about it too much, mind you.

Protracted thinking about mustaches would be weird.

Perhaps, the idea of having a mustache is better than actually having a mustache...

Sunday Drive

Let's just run out and get a snack.

Bull

Three bulls stood atop a hill above a bucolic pasture.

The youngest bull, notices some hot heifers in the pasture and says "Let's run down there and screw one of them girls!"

The older bull asks "Why don't we just walk down there and do all of 'em?"

The depressed bull looks at the other two, and says "Oh, what is the fucking point? We're all hamburger in a manner of weeks, anyway. Those heifers are not even going to talk to us, for Christ's sake! You two are abhorrent, degenerate assholes. I am just going to have a bit of a sit by the pond and try to come to terms with this holy shitball of life...do whatever the fuck you want, just leave me alone..."

Yeah!

I don't have an explanation...

I just though you should see this.

I apologize.

F'n A Friday

Well, actually, it is more like:

f ( n ) = a × n × ( 1 - n )

The formula was run 1500 times for each value of a from about 1.5 to 4.2 with n starting at 0.0001.

Yup.

Chimpies
by arthurignatowski

I am pretty sure this needs to be made into a feature length film.

Let's Talk About It

Watch Your Back

Serpico was shot this day, back in 1971...

(The real one, not Al Pacino.)

Nobody is watching out for what might be over your horizon but you.

Remember, your back might be the thing on someone else' horizon.

Taco Truck Tuesday

Buckeye Chuck

It is that time of year, when will look to our friends the groundhogs on matters of season and weather.


Sure, most folks will refer to that Phil, the Pennsylvania hedgehog.
Screw that...


I only trust the official groundhog of the great state of Ohio for my predictions regarding the duration of winter.

Buckeye Chuck.

Back to Work

Happy Monday all my fellow suckers...