By this morning, I talked myself out of taking the Sunchaser to SF because I am not going to have time for any fun drives. But the weather is amazing today, and that little voice keeps telling me that the drive there is a fun drive, if I do it in the Sunchaser. Which one???
My wife, Toby, and I are doing a 2 day vintage car rally near Sacramento in October. My wife wants to rally as much as we can - she is hooked.
My earlier post was a bit of a bummer, so here is a photo I saw. It reminds me of something...
That was my reaction to this story over my morning coffee.
In the last few years, I have started picking up paid speaking engagements. It is really fun, and not very hard work. I have to drive 180 miles to SF Thursday afternoon, hit a Giants game with employees of the event organizer, and stay in a paid-for hotel (expense account dinner, yo). Friday, I am the keynote speaker…
Short story: No title or registration in hand. But nobody really expected it to be that easy.
I am driving the T Bird today. I have an appointment at DMV to get the title and registration sorted out. It was technically a lien sale, as it has been out of the system for 20 years and its papers have been lost to the sands of time. This may be easy or difficult; we shall see.
This is how we make the next generation of enthusiasts.
U S A!
I have driven every vehicle we have today except the T Bird.
It parks where it wants.
I went to a local car audio place that has a good reputation. The radio restoration involved adding an aux input to the stock radio, but it is in the rear of the unit. They plugged a cord in, but the cord is dying.
I’m done. I had a long week. Today, for the first time in my career, I told a union at the collective bargaining table that we are headed toward impasse, as close as I have ever gotten to an impasse. While I hope it doesn’t happen, I am very worried that we are headed there. What we presented today was not our last,…
This Blazer has been parked near my office lately, and I covet it. I don’t even particulrly like them, but this one is awesome.
Toby says hi. These pictures show how he looks at me as I am making coffee and preparing his breakfast.
I am really punchy right now. I drove 2.5 hours to Monterey, mediated from 10 am to 8 pm (arguing bullshit in a small room), got a deal we had to take but not the deal we wanted, drove 2.5 hours back.
The world was less PC back in 1966.
I agreed to have dinner Monday with a reporter. He is writing a story for a web site that I think has every reason to crucify me.
