"If you can't be pretty, you might as well cause trouble" – Florence King
Posted in Car Drama and trauma, Playing With Weather, Take A Look At This on May 28th, 2011
As is well documented, one of my pet amusements is riding around town aimlessly with a camera in my bag, in case I see something cool to take a picture of. Last Saturday, I did. This here is a 1959 Chevrolet Corvette. I’d never seen one in person, so there were a lot of neat [...]
Posted in Car Drama and trauma, Cats, Gratuitous Cussing, You have got to be kidding me! on Dec 7th, 2010
Oh but he was! The trauma of his annual trip to the veterinarian for his vaccination boosters brought out Griswald’s inner Mr. Humphries (or Niles Crane, depending on your decade and side of the pond). His histrionics are impressive, if you don’t have to share the cab of a pickup with his yowling, howling, frenzied [...]
Posted in Car Drama and trauma, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, You have got to be kidding me! on Nov 10th, 2009
Apparently driving a stickshift one day re-trains me immediately. It’s pretty well established that I don’t drive much. It stresses me out, I get lost, etc. But when we were up visiting my folks, I drove Dad’s Jetta – we needed to go in to town and pick some stuff up, and Dad wasn’t up [...]
Posted in Car Drama and trauma, Distractions, nostalgia, videos on Feb 18th, 2009
My love of covers is well documented. I really love how different bands can put their individual stamp on a song, and so here are a couple of wildly different takes on the same song. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5sS5jSbV0Vg] First we have Bob Wills & the Texas Playboys, doing a “western swing” version of a super-cool song about [...]
Posted in biking, Burley, Car Drama and trauma, Imports from old blogs on Jun 17th, 2005
On the way home from the grocery store, a thought clicked into my brain. My brain stiffened up a moment, then gave itself a stern talking-to. It said: “You know what? You know what? Fuck it! You spent twice the price of that bike and then some to keep a car you fucking hated on [...]
Posted in Car Drama and trauma, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Imports from old blogs, Recommendations on Jan 24th, 2005
About which I bitched so vehemently last week. We took it to Vee Village today, and after 20 minutes of removing splash-shields and inspecting the radiator and its environs thoroughly, they called me at the office to tell me that there’s not a goddamn thing wrong with the radiator, its mounting brackets, the heater core, [...]
Posted in Car Drama and trauma, Imports from old blogs on Jan 17th, 2005
So. I had the day off, due to being a government employee and today being MLK Jr. Remembrance Day, so I thought, since I have the day off, I’d take the car up to the dealership for an oil change and some service crap. Ka-ching. Checking account $208.61 lighter. Fuckers. But that’s not the problem. [...]
Posted in Car Drama and trauma, dumb things I have done, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Imports from old blogs on Sep 29th, 2002
I got lost again today. Twice. Not just looking for a specific street. No, I got lost looking for a whole *town* which I managed not to find. Twice. Two different consultations of the map, two different routes. Two different encounters with road-construction or traffic congestion diversion tactics. Folks, I can’t find Bonner Springs with [...]
Posted in Art Projects & Making Things, Car Drama and trauma, Imports from old blogs, Shopping on Sep 20th, 2002
Thrifting simply didn’t happen today. This morning between 9:00 and 11:00 a.m. I proved my utter inability to find North Oak Trfwy. with both hands and a roadmap. Yes, folks, I drove around buttfuck N. Kansas City for TWO stinking hours, looking for what is probably the largest and most significant commercial street in that [...]
Posted in Car Drama and trauma, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Imports from old blogs on Feb 22nd, 2002
Had dinner tonight with a bunch of friends from Hissyfit/3WA. I think that a good time was had by all–at least if the mad fits of laughter can be taken as any indication of enjoyment. Mouse Decapitation Sleeves. A phrase I will probably carry with me to the end of my days. Also the fine [...]
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