A few months back, I pointed out the absurdity of one of those quotations on the Starbucks cups. I also criticized another blogger for reposting the same quote. In comments, he points out that I misinterpreted his posting. He seems to find them as stupid as I do. Sorry, Pii.
On the way back from the Cape yesterday, while I drove at 60mph on the Southeast Expressway, my wife was indulgent enough to take some photos of this Mitsubishi Eclipse. It's hard to describe how silly it looked. Some things are obvious, like the Cessna wing. Others aren't. Like the pine-tree air freshener hanging from the rearview. Or the three (yes, three) aftermarket driver's side A-pillar gauges. (I really want a boost gauge on my supercharged BMW, but I refuse to put on a gauge that doesn't look stock.) Note also the passenger A-pillar fire extinguisher. He tricked the car out enough to make it look like it might really be fast, or like he might really race. But there's no roll cage. And no four-point harness. And, biggest poseur giveaway of them all, there's a trailer hitch.
Once again, I found the weekly beater in the Boston's Back Bay, and I've got an eye on next week's, too. This entry is standard beater fare, with a Nordic twist. Take a basic sedan with a few options and drive it until it dies; that's the formula. This mid-80's Volvo is well on its way. Beater details with photos after the jump.
I'm back. No internet access at the vacation spot. Seems Comcast doesn't care to pay to run the cable down my road, which is probably a rational decision on their part, given the cost/benefit analysis. But it pisses me off that their stupid phone reps don't know how to handle such inquiries. Fortunately, I was planning on staying around the house anyway, so the only time they really wasted was their own tech's. Serves them right. DIRECTV here I come. Again.
Don't miss last week's Carnival of Cars, Mark Tapscott's nearly-thankless excellent endeavor. Headlight thieves are at it again in Cambridge. A reader reports losing the lights from his 2003 Nissan Maxima. Add Nissan to Audi and Lexus as local headlight-theft targets.
If you've always wanted a fat, slow, smoky Saab, or just always wanted to be like Keith Martin (who wouldn't?), now's your chance. Martin is selling the SCM Saab - a 1966 1965 Saab 96 with the 3-cylinder powerplant, though it's hardly fair to impugn the word power by associating it with that engine. See it on eBay. I have a friend who used to drive something like this. "Quirky" is kind.
Microsoft and Turn 10 Studios today announced the sponsorship of Risi
Competizione’s Ferrari 430GT for the American Le Mans Series (ALMS). As the
official racing simulator during the entire race season, the Ferrari’s paint
scheme will display Forza Motorsport 2 and Xbox 360® on the hood of the
I don't quite know how I feel about the proposal to raise the driving age in Massachusetts to 17 1/2. I know how I would have felt about it when I was 16 and it's probably no different for any 16 year-old today. I do know that teen drivers are bad - I mean really bad and dangerous. I remember driving way more, way faster, and way stupider than anyone has a right to survive; the fact I'm here writing this is pure luck. But the kid complaining about getting to work has a point: delay the licenses and you burden parents.
Still, it's not as much of a burden as a funeral is.