Showing posts with label humor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label humor. Show all posts
Monday, February 8, 2016
A moment to celebrate a Tumblr: http://dadsaretheoriginalhipster.tumblr.com/
Your dad hauled ass into destiny and flew into fame with every moment of destruction his camera captured. Instead of jotting down thousands of words, he left a biography of badassery in images.
http://dadsaretheoriginalhipster.tumblr.com/
Design and engineering matter. Also, use a crash test dummy before you try a loop ramp yourself
I believe that before human testing is approved, you ought to run the tests and trials with crash test dummies... that's just me though
Found on http://dailytimewaster.blogspot.com/
Some ships are christened with a bottle of champagne, some bridges are smacked with a big rig trailer.
Just one hour after opening the new bridge, some moron smashed into it http://m.localnews8.com/news/crash-closes-newly-opened-dstreet-underpass/27772912
Mitch Anderson, who works at Oswald Service near the underpass, said he was helping a customer outside the auto shop when he saw the crash.
"I just turned and I was like, 'Really? Already?' You know, I can't believe,” said Anderson.
"I had a customer stop in just this morning and he was saying, 'You know, Kevin, it would be a good promotion to take bets on when the first accident's going to happen in the underpass,” said Kevin Oswald.
Idaho Falls police said the driver of the truck, 31-year-old Ryan Blatter of Idaho Falls, has been cited for inattentive driving.
Tuesday, February 2, 2016
Wednesday, January 13, 2016
Sunday, January 10, 2016
Hellboy has an old truck in his bedroom, might be a chair for him, or a bed for Liz, but the cats love it
Above the 1st movie, below, Hellboy 2, The Golden Army
I couldn't find any photos online though
Sunday, January 3, 2016
How to spot a fun guy in a magazine's staff photo
One guess which one isn't pretentious. The "most influential automotive journalist" you've never heard of, (long pause for effect to complement the overly pretentious image of odd looking duck with a scarf) or the designer / writer by accident, or the lawyer and rock band manager too cool to be seen without sungalsses, or the goof ball in the garage wearing a tshirt - not a suit, ascot, or scarf?
Image from http://www.automobilemag.com/staff/
FYI now that Source Interlink has bought Automobile Magazine, Ezra won't be with them anymore (he is now switching to Car and Driver) now that they moved to LA, and Jean Jennings split instead of uprooting from everything where she's lived and worked for decades. http://www.automobilemag.com/features/columns/1408-explaining-the-recent-changes-at-automobile-magazine/
A new writer to enjoy has joined Automobile magazine
The following is an excerpt from the column "Asphalt Jungle" in the Sept 2014 issue of Automobile Magazine, which is, and will be, written by Arthur St Antoine
an assignment might actually be “Yugo GV Road Test.” Yeah, we “road-tested” nasty little Serbian-built Fiats that cost $10 less than a contemporary cell phone. And what did one say after driving a communist box less impressive than Marshal Tito’s coffin? Well, what could you say -- at least without sounding like a typical capitalistic jackass? “The GV’s headliner showcases the auto industry’s most creative use of papier-mâché.” Or maybe: “Eventually you get used to the, um, aroma. Our editorial nose wouldn’t call it ‘new-car smell’ exactly -- it’s more like stale Turkish cigarettes and cabbage mixed with a soupçon of totalitarian angst -- but after an hour or two at the wheel, one pleasantly surmounts the overwhelming urge to vomit.”
Like a swarm of zombies, the four-wheeled atrocities just kept coming. The Chevy Citation -- almost sued for defamation of character by a dead racehorse. An endless shell game of Chrysler K-cars, culminating in that transcontinental hybrid, the TC by Maserati -- which married la dolce vita of Benito Mussolini with the American breeding of Archie Bunker.
From the Sept 2014 issue, also, http://www.automobilemag.com/features/columns/1409-when-almost-no-new-cars-were-my-type/
an assignment might actually be “Yugo GV Road Test.” Yeah, we “road-tested” nasty little Serbian-built Fiats that cost $10 less than a contemporary cell phone. And what did one say after driving a communist box less impressive than Marshal Tito’s coffin? Well, what could you say -- at least without sounding like a typical capitalistic jackass? “The GV’s headliner showcases the auto industry’s most creative use of papier-mâché.” Or maybe: “Eventually you get used to the, um, aroma. Our editorial nose wouldn’t call it ‘new-car smell’ exactly -- it’s more like stale Turkish cigarettes and cabbage mixed with a soupçon of totalitarian angst -- but after an hour or two at the wheel, one pleasantly surmounts the overwhelming urge to vomit.”
Like a swarm of zombies, the four-wheeled atrocities just kept coming. The Chevy Citation -- almost sued for defamation of character by a dead racehorse. An endless shell game of Chrysler K-cars, culminating in that transcontinental hybrid, the TC by Maserati -- which married la dolce vita of Benito Mussolini with the American breeding of Archie Bunker.
From the Sept 2014 issue, also, http://www.automobilemag.com/features/columns/1409-when-almost-no-new-cars-were-my-type/
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