That's me, I'm him...

DISCLAIMER: Although I am a car guy this is not solely a car blog. I will talk cars, but this is also a blog about how I view the world. Just ask my mom and she will tell you my first word was "car". I do have a slight fascination with them. Luckily I have a supportive family and a very understanding wife...

Saturday, January 31, 2009

In remembrance...

To follow up on a story I posted here and here...

John the toilet laid to rest at Utah restaurant

CENTERVILLE, Utah (AP) - John, a porcelain commode gunned down in an accidental shooting at a fast food restaurant's bathroom, has died. His age was not immediately known.

The toilet was shattered by a bullet Jan. 12 when a man's gun fell from its holster as he was pulling up his pants, police said. Police do not plan to file criminal charges in connection with the incident.

Christian Martinez, manager of the Carl's Jr. where John was gunned down, held a memorial service Friday at the restaurant. He gave away bottles of John's favorite toilet cleaner, Kaboom Bowl Blaster, to the eatery's first 50 patrons.

A Bountiful flower shop provided a large floral arrangement.

"In all my years, I can say without a doubt that I have never delivered for a toilet," said deliveryman Doug Graham, "but I thought it was the funniest thing I've ever heard. I got a kick out of it."

Remnants of John hit and cut the gun owner's arm, but he was not seriously injured.

Police blamed John's death on the gun and style of holster the man was using.

"He was survived by the men's urinal and wash sink," said Martinez. "He left us way too soon."



John D. Commode
"He touched everyone he came in contact with."
? - 2009

Inspire...

So awhile back I did a post urging men to grow the beard, and I like to think maybe my simple post inspired this. But probably not...

Friday, January 30, 2009

Serious...



I'd just like to know who's droppin' by.

The funeral...

Funeral services scheduled for murdered toilet

A toilet will be laid to rest today in Centerville.

Earlier this month, a customer at Carl's Jr. accidentally shot and destroyed a toilet in the men's room. Workers and visitors will hold a funeral today for the now-famous commode. On Carl's Jr.'s Facebook page, a spokesman says, "Our thoughts go out to the surviving men's room urinal and porcelain sink."

The first 50 customers to attend the service will be given Kaboom brand bowl blaster toilet cleaner, which workers say was the toilet's favorite.

"It was such a shame," said Centerville Carl's Jr. Manager Christian Martinez. "We have received e-mails and cards from all over the country expressing condolences for our loss."


I propose we all leave our toilet paper half rolled...

Dream truck of the week...

Cherokee Mead's F100. Ruby red and a pearl white roof. Chopped, dropped, smoothed. A chain steering wheel, bucket seats covered in diner vinyl, and pin up door panels. The Coca-Cola Cowboy - just a cool custom pick up:









Thursday, January 29, 2009

I can't make this up people...

This morning started out as any other day - with the exception of no nude morning funcercise. I started the day with the usual shower ventured downstairs and had a mildly fulfilling breakfast of blueberry Eggo waffles and cran-grape juice. I drove my 45 minute commute, punched the clock, and comfortably slipped into my daily routine.

Shortly after the twelve o'clock hour I became utterly aware of just how hungry I had become - by this time it had been seven hours since my waffles. I usually just eat while I am working, but today I decided to get away for awhile, but what sounded good?

Now a little know fact about me is that I really have a tough time deciding on something to eat. Why is it always so hard though - I'm starving! But as I got in the car it became totally clear to me. Let me explain it to ya. As I merged onto the freeway I saw a black Mercedes, the black Mercedes made me think of Mercedes Lane, which made me think of Heather Graham, which made me hum "Get Out of My Dreams", which made me think of Billy Ocean, ocean made me think of Atlantic, Atlantic made me think of Europe, Europe led me to France, France brought me to Paris, Paris to Hilton, and Paris Hilton made me think of Carl's Jr. Cool, Carl's Jr it is...

So as I get to Carl's Jr. I decide to save time and go through the drive thru. I order and pulled forward to the window. As I was waiting to get my card back I noticed a couple of guys walk in front of my car. Weird I was in the drive thru. As I continued to wait I noticed someone else along my car and as I looked over I notice he had a big black 9 mm pistol. Am I gonna die!?! What's going on!?! Next thing I know there are marked cruisers alongside me, I notice the guy with the gun is in street clothes but across the back of his shirt it reads "POLICE", and guys are being cuffed. I didn't know what to do. Should I just drive off? Should I call the local news? Well I did what I though best. I pulled out my food, started to eat, and just watched.

Well I determined I was not going to be questioned or in the background of a future installment of COPS I started the car and left. As I was driving around through a "not-so-nice" neighborhood I noticed something out of the corner of my eyes. Could it be? No, am I crazy? I flipped a U-turn and drove back by. What? Ok, I better turn around and go by again. Now bare in mind I drove by THREE times and I swear on my Snap-on torque wrench - I saw a pink horse! Honest. As crazy as it sounds I almost wonder if someone didn't graffiti it.

Thinking back on it now as I type this it was a very interesting day. My only concern is if I did the right thing - I mean should I have offered the criminals a french fry?

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Do you recognize...

I know it's from 50 years ago, but I think it is very cool:

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

If I was campaigning...

Seems like those Obama posters were all the rage - so I decided to create my own here.

Monday, January 26, 2009

It's here...

Sunday, January 25, 2009

America's Most Beautiful Roadster...

America’s Most Beautiful Roadster award for 2009 from the “Grand-daddy of them all” the Grand National Roadster Show in Pomona, California has been awarded.

Judging for this award is done based upon excellence in display, engineering, paint, engine, interior, and detail. All AMBR entries must be able to start under their own power and move forwards and backwards.

This years winner is a black racing inspired 1932 Ford - the Willett Roadster:







And this is what it's all for:



And a lot of braggin' rights!

Friday, January 23, 2009

Dream car of the week...

I originally saw this 1932 Ford 5 window over on the HAMB. Even though the pictures look like they were stole from the little pages it is actually a new build that was just finished up. This car is pure traditional hot rod. Soak it in:





Wednesday, January 21, 2009

High revin' music videos...

Now my parents would tell me this is just noise, but hey who said they had to listen?

Vintage dragster footage:



Satisfy my Nova fetish:



Cool Camaro:



I love the opening sequence with this cruising down the highway. The profile shot is classic:



Who didn't dream of getting tossed the keys:


Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Like him or not...



You may want to set your TiVo.

Monday, January 19, 2009

Sissy boy, huh...

So I got into a discussion today about how I cook, clean, iron, sew, etc. Now some may think I am a sissy. Others may think that I have an alternative lifestyle that I "just haven't fully embraced yet". I did not get divorced, because "she found something out". And no my car obsession is not compensating for anything...

Let me take you back to a simpler time. A time before deadlines, mortgage payments, and yearly physicals. I'm talking about junior high. Sometime during the summer of my sixth grade year something changed. At the time I did not know what it was, but looking back now I blame it on my best friends parents who always dropped us off at the city pool. When we were younger horse play primarily occupied our time at the pool, that was until that summer. That summer for some reason we noticed that all the girls didn't exactly wear the same bathing suits that we did. And that summer we also noticed that their suits became a little more revealing. The girls locker room went from just another room to a mysterious realm. Many of us speculated what went on in there, but no one really knew. The older kids told us stories, but I know now that they were probably getting those ideas from letters that started out something like "Dear Penthouse Forum - I never thought this would happen to me..."

As we camped out that summer the old talk of guns, cars, farts, and video games was replaced by girls, girls, girls, and well girls.
You would have thought we had discovered intelligent life on some distant planet or something. Where had these creatures been? Why had we never been told of them?

So what does this have to do with my cooking and cleaning? Just hold on sec would ya.

Well as the school year approached our new found obsession was still in the forefront of our lives. And then one of my buddies older brothers told us what to do. He told us of a sure fire way to be surrounded by girls everyday of the week - Home Ec.

"What's that?" we asked

"Simple. It's a class that ALL girls take to learn how to be moms and stuff."

"What! A sissy class! No way. We're taking woodworking." we replied

"Whatever. Just you and a bunch of loser guys in woodworking..."

We had made up our minds.

But as the first day of school started a funny thing happened. Me and all my buddies signed up for Home Ec. You see the power of a woman will make a man do crazy things. Things he never thought he would do. Yep, you and all your buddies - watching old Mulligan Stew films, cooking cornbread, and sewing a stuffed moose.

As for the girls. Well little did we realize they had noticed us too, and they must have received advise from their older sisters about guys. They all registered for woodworking...

I just saw this commercial...

Hilarious:

Car culture in commercials...







Saturday, January 17, 2009

Friday, January 16, 2009

Dream truck of the week...

I've always like the '29 Ford pick-up. Stock, hot rod, or custom I think they just have a great design. Take a look at this little chopped and channeled number and you will understand why:





Thursday, January 15, 2009

Miracle on 46th St...

A US Airways jet crash-landed in the Hudson River between Manhattan and New Jersey after a flock of birds apparently struck its engines. All 155 people on board have survived, and the pilot is being hailed as a hero.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Well that's just crappy...

Unlucky loo: Man's gun fires, shatters toilet

CENTERVILLE, Utah (AP) -- The man escaped with a few cuts to his arm, but the toilet made out much worse.

Police say a man's gun fell out of its holster while he pulled up his pants after using the bathroom at a Carl's Jr. restaurant. The gun fired when it hit the floor and shattered the commode.

A few shards of porcelain hit and cut the man's arm. A woman in an adjacent restroom reported chest pain after she was scared by the shot. Both people were checked at the scene and released.

Police say they confiscated the 26-year-old man's firearm while they review the Tuesday incident. The man had a concealed weapons permit. No charges are being filed.


I sent this to Chelsea Handler - wonder if it will be on the roundtable?

Monday, January 12, 2009

the Orange Crate...

In 1962 Bob Tindle created the Orange Crate. This car was a 1932 Ford Tudor built around a blown 1960 Olds engine mounted in an all-chrome, hand-crafted tubular chassis. It featured a hinged the body at the back for display as well as service / maintenance. The car was fairly quick for it's time, and was evident by the 140 mph / 10.61 ET.

The Crate was also a looker too, and it won the Sweepstakes Trophy at the 1962 Los Angeles Winternationals and the Oakland National Roadster Show's trophy for best competition car.





Saturday, January 10, 2009

The Reverend...



Billy F. Gibbons is widely regarded as one of America's finest guitarists working in the blues-rock arena. He is also an internationally recognized collector of cars.

Over the years, Billy's cars have become stars in their own right. The Eliminator, CadZZilla, Kopperhed and many, many others have become just as icon in some respects as the man himself.















Friday, January 9, 2009

Dream car of the week...

This lil' 1938 Austin Bantam was original built by Jonah and Cherokee Meade, and debuted at VLV a couple years ago. This car just oozes vintage / nostalgia dragster attitude. The fuel injected SBC with shorty headers, spindle mounted wheels upfront sans brakes, WW slicks out back, heavily chopped top, and exaggerated stance are just too cool!





Thursday, January 8, 2009

Survivor...

And I ain't talking about the show on CBS. One reality TV plug this week is enough.

I have been home sick the last couple of days and while cruising the world wide web today I stumbled across pictures of a very low mile 1969 Camaro that someone had posted on a message board. If you are a muscle car or Camaro fan you are sure to be into this. Check it out:









The King...



I saw him today at Chuck E. Cheese celebrating his birthday! I talked to him briefly while waiting to play Wack-A-Mole...

Happy Birthday Elvis!

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

That's life - in Hollywood...



Someone just needs to tell this guy what a "deuce" is, and the difference between a Ford and a Chevy...

Racing Roadsters...

What is so alluring about a car with no fenders, no roof, and a big number on the door? Check out a few vintage pics of racing roadsters and see for yourself:









Monday, January 5, 2009

The Bachelor...

So tonight I sat with the Mrs. and watched two hours of the Bachelor on TV. I'm not really into this show, and to be honest it was my first time. So why did I do it you ask. Simple, my brother-in-law's ex, Stacia, was one of the gals lookin' for love...

We first learned she was on the show a few weeks ago, and heard she would not make it to the end. Who knew she would not make it past the first cut. I think the producers liked her though, because they sure did show her a lot.



Now I gotta go watch an action movie marathon and scratch myself...

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Customs...

The custom car was born to fill the need of individuals to bring a personal statement to their vehicle. Making a car look "unique" and not like you just drove it off the lot has been practice for decades.

Custom cars usually have such things done as chopping, channeling, frenching, nosing, decking, shaving, tunneling, and lowering. Trading trim, bumpers, and other chrome is common practice. Finally paint is a must - candies, pearls, and flake is a must.

Take a look at a few of these vintage customs:













Lookin' back...

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