BarryLand
Barry Land
BarryLand

I work with a lot of 20-30 year olds and some of the car loans they have taken in the last couple of decades just shocked the hell out of me. Not only were a couple of them more than my mortgage payment was, they apparently just paid sticker on the vehicle itself. That might be a common thing now, but years ago, it

The only thing that’s changed is how often people seem to lose their minds now, and do crazy shit. In 1966, we went to NYC. I was 10, and what did I see the second day we were there? A guy openly masturbating on the subway. It was the only clean thing on him. It was the only shocking thing that happened on the trip,

The ‘68 Charger R/T bright red, no vinyl top and no stripes, my neighbor bought was the first car I just lusted after. The guy across the street from him bought a B5 blue Roadrunner and I loved it too. I was 12, and my dad went Mopar in ‘68, but he went to a Chrysler Imperial. Not much different under the skin, but

Having owned both versions, a 2010 R/T and an ‘18 Scat Pack, I don’t really care all that much about the external changes, but I slightly prefer the newish back end over the original. The front end changes are pretty much a draw. Where the big difference is, is in the interior. My old car buzzed and rattled when cold,

I would pass on milk entirely when, for some reason, my kindergarten class would run out of chocolate milk. They always had one tray of plain and one tray of chocolate, which made about 1/4 of us get the plain they didn’t want. I’m not crazy about chocolate milk, to be honest about it, but it’s light years ahead of

I’ve only had the original and the Cinnamon Sugar ones. I liked the original fine. The other one would be perfect if they just cut the sugar in half, and changed nothing else about it. 

I met him in Las Vegas about 1980 or ‘81. He was not a fun guy at all. He seemed to be pissed off the entire time he was at the hotel I worked at. My boss practically passed out meeting him, and was severely disappointed when Brown just kind of ignored him. He was with a very nice couple who I can’t remember the names

The ending of that chase alone should have gotten it onto the list. 

I never noticed the tatts at all, at this point, so many people I work with and deal with have sleeves, and I just ignore them, most of the time anyway. I asked a friend of mine to look at it and she had no clue about any of the tatts at all. When I told her what it was all about, she was shocked. She’s 32, so it

I would pay a decent price for just simply decent popcorn. The crap they sell now is pretty sad. The candy prices and size of the boxes make sneaking in store candy way too tempting to pass on. 

I haven’t found anything that keeps them totally or even close to totally ignoring me. They don’t seem to almost swarm on me like they did about 30 years ago, when they would bite me anywhere they could. I’m really sensitive to scented stuff, so I would pass on wearing Off or Cutter and pay the price by being bitten

I would buy a house, then have my divorced and broke friend move in and pay no rent. All he would have to do is walk the dogs, and clean/vacuum. He could bank the money he’s paying out now, or buy a car with it. As far as cars go, I would probably just buy one, as a weekend toy, a 68-70 Charger or Roadrunner, with a

I gave up on McDonald’s a long time ago. I used to love the place, but the changes over time killed my love for it and it’s like it doesn’t exist anymore. Last thing I got there was a tea when they had theany drink for $1" a couple of years ago. I haven’t eaten there in several years. The fries were the first

My sister was on the staff at 2 different private colleges with a lot of very rich kids attending, and the cars some of them got for a graduation present was both impressive and kinda scary. LOTS of high horsepower exotics in the 80's, but as the domestic cars HP came up, they began to come back in popularity. Her

As a super picky eater, I can and have brought snacks on a plane. Nothing like a rice dish though. I’ve only flown 1st class once, and it was just horrible. My “steak” was insanely rare, to the point my mother, who liked her steak pretty rare, said it was “Just too rare for me!”, and her fish stunk so badly that I

I did, and always would pass on a stick. Maybe for a short time, but years of daily driving one would be a nightmare(IMHO), especially considering the 8 speed auto is probably the best auto trans ever made. If you go into the Challenger forums, there are a lot of complaints about the 6 speed transmission cars. Almost

I’ve never heard anyone mispronounce Nutella, but I’ve heard a lot of people mess up Reese’s. How? They say it in every damn commerical for as long as I can remember. But then again, here in Toledo, Nevada St. is pronounced Ne-Vay-Duh by everyone, because the people who live near it (East side)say it that way. A lot

I’ve never liked Hershey’s milk chocolate much. It’s very odd to me, not vomit tasting, but something is wrong with it. Even when I was a little kid, my grandmother had Hershey bars and kisses all the time, and I would complain about them “not tasting right”. But in general, I’m not a lover of expensive chocolate.

I’ve seen a lot of cars burn up over the years. Most of the early ones, in the mid to late ‘70's were almost all due to idiots “fixing” their cars and doing something dumb, with no fire extingusher nearby, like putting an electric pump in the trunk and not having a kill switch, along with rotted rubber fuel lines in

My long gone dog Gus had a Bloodhound level nose, and he was infamous for trying to tear apart car seats to get to some tiny little crumb of stuff that he, or one of us in the front seat, had dropped while eating in the car. A friend and I took Gus and my friend’s dog with us to Columbus (about a 2 hour trip), in his