Badumm-tss!

Seems like a good day to buy lottery tickets.

Somebody warn Sarah Connor...

Well-put.

As a 6'4" human I faced the same dilemma. The WRX will likely not cut it (it didn’t for me anyway) so I ended up with a 2012 Outback. Tons of room and a suspension that laughs in the face of shitty roads. It’s not what you’d call fun to drive (unless you’re traveling Forest Service roads), but it meets the basic…

My dad was given a ‘54 Austin-Healey 100-4 by an old Army buddy back in the ‘60s. This thing had been worked over by some gearhead who bored it out, shaved the head, etc. and ran it at Bonneville. That made it even more challenging to keep running, but I remember riding in it as a kid. The look, sound and smell of…

I’m sure that’s true. Ultimately this is a “get off my lawn” sort of situation for me. I dislike the notion of having to look down and to the right to see anything at all, or to have to use anything other than a button or knob to control basic functions in a car. I’ve been driving for 40 years, and obviously being an…

The Civic is a ‘16. Frankly, having to use it to control audio and climate functions is a PITA.

As fascinating as I find these, I really really hate the touchscreen interface. The one in my wife’s Civic is already annoying as hell, but this would make me totally crazy...

Comedy gold!

In German, “schnatter” means to chatter or gibber. Seems fitting.

I hope none of you poor buggers was on CA-99 north OR south of Merle Haggard drive in Bakersfield Friday 8/24. An officer involved shooting had the entire highway closed for SIX hours. I luckily working in Shafter that day and headed back to Sacramento so I was able to avoid the mess but every southbound 99 ramp I…

No fucks given Mel. 

A lot of folks in West Sacramento for instance. Condos near Raley Field have never remained on the market for long. Hell, if I could have afforded one when they were available I would have purchased one. 

That damn UNIMOG is lust-worthy...

Outback.

He sounds like a Very Fine Person, no?

My dad was a hot-rodder in his day, having owned ‘34 and ‘37 Ford coupes (Mopar power in both) and a ‘49 Merc. As a kid in Bakersfield in the ‘50s, he also worked at Ralph’s Piston Ring Service, so engines were his thing.

Puig tends to react (or overreact) to every bad swing he takes or every pitch he thinks shouldn’t be a strike.  I find his antics sort of hilarious actually.

Time for SPACE FORCE!