“I’ma call a coupla hard, pipe-hittin’ err, ...pals, who’ll go to work on the homes here with a pair of pliers and a blow torch.”

I suppose the 5-button/10-digit pad exists in such fashion so that in setting your own memorable code, all digits (0 thru 9) are available while keeping the pad size minimal (last 5 of phone number, address, SS number etc. Or just spelling ‘BOOBS’ - 80085.)

The ad claims that the seller bought the van as an experiment - perhaps to put Schrödinger’s cat inside it and then open and close the door really, really fast.

“Fancy Canada math” tee, hee...

Speaking of old coots, why does my 03’ Crown Victoria have full gauges yet the digital climate control temperature selection skips the sweet-spot degrees between 60 and 65? (...61, 62, 63, 64...)

Irrational love for the 1800, NP.

Rob, I remember that pun from high school string players summer workshop 32 years ago. It was just as groan-worthy back then. Hell, Vivaldi probably used it (OK, probably not, but still.) Nice to see it dusted off and used in an automotive application today.

Red Dragon. Philip Seymor Hoffman glued down and set ablaze by a naked, blind Lord Voldemort (hey, the guy had style.)

“We had a guy for that but ...uh, he retired.”

I heard a version of “Bridge” a few years ago worth sharing: Iver Kleive’s rendition recorded for the movie “deUSYNLIGE” - a powerful instrumental arrangement performed on large pipe organ, the original heavy-metal instrument (the organ in the film being a central character even.)

Slammed. Perfect!

The biggest problem with these hondas is that they’re trivially easy to steal.

Most Will Ferrell movies don’t work for me either, yet he’s had me laughing awfully hard in some genuinely great moments - he’s certainly fearless and not without talent. And John C. Reilly has broad acting shoulders and can play in the deep end of the pool, whether drama or his comedy work (Days of Thunder, Gilbert…

Make the Voyager III a personal camper or conversion and I’m sold. A compact 5th-wheel-esque type of ergonomic (and cozy) all-in-one - and the hell with it being a suburban family mini-maxi grocery-getter, soccer van!

'Ranch' as a verb. Genius.

Oooo. D-Omni/PlyHorizon climate controls. I can just feel those rattly, chunky, plastic buttons and frozen slider now. Ah, the good old days. (no one will see this grey crap, but still ...had to be shared.) Auction America's 80s' Shelby collection comes to mind...

My new Jalopnik bookmark: JelloPicnic

Aston Martin - Neil Peart Edition

Sorry to hear about your existential charred-meat crisis Michael, such a delicious er, dilemma (sorry, sorry!)

We could just get Ziggy to drive it off the docks while he's stealing cars for Vondopoulos. Unless his old man finds out about it 'cause then we'd all have to sit through an insufferable lecture about dredging and unions.