Somebody Remind Me

The Devil and Mr Punch from Mister Punch on Vimeo.

I will forget, so remind me...
To go see this, please.


Puppets, jug band, devil mumbo-jumbo.


What's not to like?

Alabama

I have never really been compelled to spend any time in Alabama...





Then I see this.

Udon

So, I have lamented my udon situation previously...

Philly ain't big on udon.
I really like good udon.


I have recently even been on a Neoguri udon tear, just because...
Which is sorta decent instant ramen stuff, if you are not down with this kind of jive.
It fails on a noodle level, but fills a void.
Decent flavor, lots of seaweed, dull noodles.

Anyway...
One of our close by sushi joints (Koi) has some noodles on the menu.
Including udon and bimibaps, which I have been hesitant to try. Nobody wants a lame noodle, after all.

So, we ordered in from them tonight.
I got some yaki udon, for fear of lame noodles but genuine interest...
And they have got some decent noodles.

Let's hope for some decent broth.
I may be set.

I may not even care. The noodles were good, the rest could be from a can and I could just shut up about it...


Some steaming udon after an autumn walk is the ruler style stuff.

Mix in a motocycle ride and you are golden.


Like the leaves on a fall tree...




You may have gathered from this that I am particular about noodles.
You would be right, in thinking that.
Noodles are super cool, but only nicely done noodles.

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Twins Battle

This footage is pretty awesome, old Battle of the Twins racing...


This is the Lucifer's Hammer bike, the Harley.
Very interesting bike, really.
Well, I think there were two...

And a couple different generations of bike that sported that name.

Chopper

Alright, just think about this contraption for a minute...


A tiny little platform to stand on, above some huge counter-rotating blades spinning at food processor speed, designed to take off and land on water.





My man is wearing a fucking suit and tie, while operating the thing...
That seems crazy until you really think about it.

What the hell is a helmet and life jacket going to do on that thing?
It will mince you into meatpaste before either one if going to do damn anything.

Might as well look dapper in some bespoke suit, right?



This machine is the sort of thing that made America great an I invite you to go try to build and fly your own version of a similar machine, everyone!



That will, you know, cull some of the...
Oh, never mind.

Just go build one.

Wasted

Flashbacks...

The Pale King

By David Wallace Foster...

I have no idea what we do. As citizens we cede more and more of our autonomy, but if we the government take away citizens’ freedom to cede their autonomy we’re now taking away their autonomy. It’s a paradox. Citizens are constitutionally empowered to choose to default and leave the decisions to corporations and a government we expect to control them. Corporations are getting better and better at seducing us into thinking the way they think—of profits as the telos and responsibility as something to be enshrined in symbol and evaded in reality. Cleverness as opposed to wisdom. Wanting and having instead of thinking and making. We cannot stop it. I suspect what’ll happen is that there will be some sort of disaster—depression, hyperinflation—and then it’ll be showtime: We’ll either wake up and retake our freedom or we’ll fall apart utterly. Like Rome—conqueror of its own people

Just a bit to think about.

Hurricane Update

That is about it...

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Sunday Drive

Some Sunday drives should go ahead and last 'til Tuesday...

Hurricane Update

It is terribly cloudy here and their is a torrential mist.

Also, there are some big puddles...

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Hurricane Update

Yeah, it is raining...

Kind of a lot.

And it is windy.



We are all gonna die...
Probably of something unrelated to this storm.

Though it does seem to be gaining steam here.

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Hurricane Update

Oh my god!
It is awful...

The humanity!

Spare me...



I mean the movie on TV, otherwise it is just raining here.

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Rum Diary

What?

I like HST.

St Vitus

Most people don't know this, but Vitus is the patron saint of male hair flippers.

Hurricane Update

Ingredients

1 (1.5 fluid ounce) jigger amaretto liqueur
1 fluid ounce light rum
1 fluid ounce dark rum
6 fluid ounces orange juice
6 fluid ounces pineapple juice
1 teaspoon lemon juice
1 dash grenadine syrup
1 orange, sliced into rounds
1 maraschino cherry



Directions

Fill a 16 ounce glass with ice. Pour in amaretto, light rum and dark rum. Pour in orange juice, pineapple juice, and lemon juice. Stir, then top with a dash of grenadine and garnish with an orange slice and a cherry. Promptly remove the cherry and throw it at some random target, forcefully. Drink quickly while cursing the fucking rain. Repeat.

Hurricane Update

So, I am ready for rain, wind and what not...

Nobody said shit about giant, blood sucking bugs.


What the hell?

Note, this bastard has since freed itself while I was not looking...
Assume that it is coming to suck plasma from your gullet, while you sleep.

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FED Friday

How about some FED footage?


Here is a link, if the embed doesn't show up for you...



It does a pretty good job of showing just how treacherous these little bastards are.

It also makes me want to take one for a quarter mile drive...

Fugitive Friday

There are so many things to like about this...

Graf

Chaz Bojorquez: les lettres de noblesse de Los... by Mediapart




I spotted this at CoC...

Worth a watch.
I mean, the conversation is good, but there is also footage of technique and such.
I like seeing the means by which people create art.
Hearing an artist talk about making art can make you wanna smack 'em...
For me, seeing somebody applying their craft is more telling.
More interesting.


Check it here, if the embed blows.

Thruxton Thursday

Not the bike, obviously, the track.


Westmoreland twisting the wick...

Rough

Our associate, Colin, pointed this article out...


A bit of an insight into the city KVC and I live in.




Not saying we live near any of the places mentioned in the article, exactly...
But it wouldn't take me more than a short train ride or ten minute walk to get to more than a few of 'em, from where I sit.







If you are feeling too lazy to click a link and read the whole shebanger, here is a snipet-

Philadelphia is awash in the narcotics trade. And like all illicit economies, the drug trade begets a brutal gangsterism whose stock in trade is violence — violence on an industrial scale. The statistics are as astonishing as they are appalling. “We’ve had 16,000 shootings here in the last 10 years,” says Assistant U.S. Attorney Rob Reed. “Sixteen thousand!” That averages out to four Philadelphians being shot every day, or one citizen every six hours. Since 2008, more Americans have been murdered in Philadelphia than killed in Iraq.

Ponder on that last line for a while...


Then, there is this-

In a city with an already overcrowded prison system, the police are working harder here on a purely statistical level than anywhere else. But a simple walk through the neighborhood reveals how little good that has done. These streets are veritable rivers of trash and graffiti, suggesting both City Hall and its residents have given up on even the idea of maintaining appearances. In summer, the stifling heat, the lack of job-generating businesses, the shuttered factory buildings, and the kids slinking this way and that, hustling dope and invariably strapped with guns, coalesce into a vast, depressing mosaic of hopelessness and despair in a city where 25 percent live under the poverty line and more than half read at a sixth-grade level or below.

So, if you have heard me joking about how rugged this city is...
Know that I wasn't quite kidding.
It is a bit rough.


I could make some comments about the American Dream, or ask what your latest political candidate is gonna do to fix this shit.
But that would be pointless...



Original article from www.phawker.com, written by Steve Volk.

Speedway Interlude

Huh, this is kinda interesting...

I mean, c'mon, you want to see some high speed foot dragging right?

It would seem that speedway racing in Japan is a little different than it is here.
Of course it is, I guess.


The handlebars are really odd, until you see the action.


Here is a link, if the embed ain't working.

Willys Wheelie Wednesday

I might have a wheelie thing working this week...

My Bad

I was working some stuff in the lab, earlier today...


The fractal reactor that I have been working on for, well, never mind what it is for...got a little off-line.
There was some vibration associated with the issue...


I was able to initiate the shut down sequence, but I guess a few other people noticed...



So, anyway, sorry about that shaking bit.

The baboonbots and I have everything under control now.
Nothing to worry about...

Off the Air

Yeah, I was off line there for a moment longer than usual...

If you missed me, that is sweet.


Needed to take a moment to assess what the hell I am doing with this still, and social media and other bullshit that does not really provide anything but noise in my day to day.

There is sooo much that a person can allow to creep through the cracks and into your head...
I think I have given up on the f-book crap.
I am just tired of banal posts about what time people are going to work, what movie they saw, what talking point they care to echo from their favorite pundit...
I don't care about much of it, honestly.

This is going to keep running, I think.
I enjoy this more, and all three of the folks that check in here seem to as well...
Hoping that I may actually start doing some more actual writing and posts with more than a, appropriated picture and my lame caption.


I recently read an interview with the artist Jaume Plensa that got me thinking about all of this.
He made a comment "we don't know anymore if we are talking with our own words or with the words of somebody else, because our time is so noisy in terms of message and information..."

That concept has been weighing on my mind.
So, I am trying to tune out some noise and listen for my own voice again...

Cow Bell

Mr Reed appreciates the acoustic properties of a good cow bell, it seems.

Living the Dream

Really, that is the total package right there...

Funny

I was just thinking of you, too...

New Hat

Does this hat make my head look big?

The Secret

How do I decide what manner of bullshit to post up each day?


I refer to this book...

Don't Tell Me

He's right behind me, isn't he?

Adjustments

Time for some tweeks to my control system...

Sunday Drive

Choosing the right equipment for a Sunday drive will make the act much more inspired...

Trouble in Mind

The Speak

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American Graffiti Find

I guess somebody stumbled on some lost photos, from the shoot...

If you have any interest in that sorta thing.

The Look

The look, for the fall season.



If you don't already have one...

Fuck Iowa

Everybody that knows anything about cows made of butter knows that the one true butter cow lives in Ohio...

All others are false idols.

Baldwin Motion

Oh, I kinda like that...

Slot mags and those fender flares.
Kinda like some sweet bootcut jeans, huh?

Monday

Yeah, kinda like that.

Sunday Drive

I miss rolling hills, covered with tan grass and twisting two lane roads, on hot summer days...

Summer Theme

Really, not intentional...


I am just trying to have some fun, man.

Franks for Friday

Yeah, that is a dinner suggestion you don't get from any other fancy foody blog thing...

How about some franks in a random sauce. Call it creole sauce to impress your guests, but you could just use some ketchup and hot sauce, or something.
Maybe dump some beans an rice in a pot, to continue with the "creole" theme.


That is dinner for eight, for maybe eight bucks right there...

And totally classy.

Fan Mail Friday

I get this kinda shit, all the time...

Side Kick

Man, is it just me or does it seem like Batman is kinda fucking with Robin with that sidecar.


I guess it provides some, you know, mobility for crime fighting activity and all...

Just looks a little uncomfortable.


Hell, Batgirl even had her own ride.
What gives with Robin and the terror chair?

Evening Plans

Something like this.

Hey!

You are going to need that.

Dirty Picture

Somehow, the GT40 seems even more lovely when covered in a layer of track grime...

Needs

I am aware that there are differences between wants and needs...







Just look at this thing, though.


I am sure a few folks on the planet might want this thing.

Can you think of another person who really needs it though?


Yeah, just me...

I need it.


That is Lord of the Rings level magic, right there.

Mechanical Horse Monday

Fun is where you find it.