If I was making the average used car payment on a new car I’d feel like I was splurging beyond reason.

Here’s the part you missed. The SUV stopped INSIDE the gates, managed to not be struck by the Northbound freight train, then remained there and was pancaked by a Southbound train. How intoxicated do you have to be to not escape this situation? If there’s traffic blocking you from driving through the gate, get out and…

The question is, should these trains be traveling at above-freeway speeds through neighborhoods across 178 street-crossings with almost no protection or surveillance around these intersections.

While I was working in Los Angeles many years ago, there was a mexican/chinese place that would wrap any chinese dish in a tortilla. General Tso burrito? Kung Pao burrito? Sure why not.

A Shaggin’ Wagon:

1950s Nash Ambassador - Nash actually advertised their seats being able to transform into a bed

stay strong, brother!

DeLorean. The powertrain is forgettable and there is historical precedent of electrifying it with a plutonium reactor.

A moment of silence for my yellow trumpet bush.

Came for the DeLillo reference, and was not disappointed.

Westfjords, Iceland in a rental Hyundai Santa Fe.

I have been aware of these for some time, and they have always been kind of hard to figure out small european two seater, minimal, weather protection or creature comforts, but it’s not a sports car. Styling sort of looks like a Jeepster.

That looks like a car I could design and build.

These look like one of those VW based Kit Cars that try to imitate a 30s Mercedes with fake side-pipes and all that. This has the added ridiculousness of the tiny Fiat drivetrain. At least the kit cars have a Beetle motor. This is gutless and Diceless

This is your mother speaking and honey, it’s just not attractive on you. Any of you. 

The researchers are waiting on their grant to buy more accurate micrometers.

I was a reluctant NP until the salvage title thing.  ND.

I drove a 1986 CR-X in college. I knew there were rust issues, but didn’t really understand how serious they were until a trip home for a holiday when I hit a bump on the highway, looked down, and saw the double-yellow lines passing under my legs.

Their Monte Cristo is what started me on the path to trying to find a better one for many years. The closest I could find was surprisingly from IHOP who actually serve it with a lingonberry jam.

You just don’t have the vision to appreciate the growth opportunities available in Iraq.