Smiling Cobra

I must have forgotten or something...
I went the whole month of July without listening to The Melvins.

So now you get to make up for it with me.

Foxy Four Friday

I still want to build a seventies style Honda chop.

Really, doesn't everyone?


We don't get to see the front end.
I would want a chromed girder there, made with skinny tube, super long, tiny dirt bike drum front brake.


C'mon, admit it...
It is pretty cool.

History

What? Talk to people?

Like, we actually have to communicate verbally?

I don't know about you, but I am thinking that today is pretty funny.

Thank God SMS still works...

I am not that nice

A lot of people say I am a really nice guy, very patient.

Really, it is all a veneer.
It, in most circumstances, is a facade I throw up to minimize my interaction with society.


In all truth, I am shockingly impatient and anti-social.

Case in point, people with these cutesy family stickers:


I fucking hate them.
I abhor your need to put this shit in my face.

I could care less about how many dogs you have.
I am not interested in your children.
Further, I have no interested in how successful your kids are in school, their grade point average or number of times they appear on the honor roll.

Fuck that.
I don't want to know...

What I want to know is how you manage to navigate that battle ship sized mobile home, while talking on your Bluetooth and changing the DVD in the entertainment system?


I have no concern for your self-involved, braggardly, precocious assumption that I might have even a passing interest in ultimate-family-unit.

I am busy trying to avoid the blindspot of your myopia...

Wompin' Wagon Wednesday

It would seem that the rules regarding chassis design and safety equipment for drag racing have evolved some since the 60's.

Can-Am

Alright, I will stop the Can-Am thing...

Can-Am

Can-Am

White Rabbit

I realized that we usually do music on Saturdays, and I left you hanging...

The whole Can-Am thing left me thinking you might be satisfied.
Then I started thinking about how the world was in the peak of the Can-Am era.

It was different.

Awful wars, big dreams.
All of that...
Thoughts of freedom reigned on the sides of the right and the left.

What was Can-Am, but chasing the rabbit down the hole?

How far do you want to go?


I presume that was part of why something like the Can-Am series and top-fuel from that era is so much more ephemeral than what we have these days.


Big heady stuff.

History is so much better with some conscious thinking about the larger picture, huh?


So, here is a song from the era.

Pretty sure there may have been some thought enhancement going on with the Can-Am guys.
I mean really, the vacuum car?

That is far out stuff, man.

Can-Am

Alright, check this out...




These were state of the art race cars.
High dollar stuff...







Towed on open trailers, behind pick-up trucks.


Talk about simpler times...