A burritometer. A needle that points me in the direction of the nearest establishment that is both open and sells burritos.

In other news, Travis Okulski is absolutely devastated

Have you priced a rusted out 68 fastback shell lately

Aren’t IndyCars better suited for Nicki Minaj livery?

Things that are better than Taylor Swift:

Travis, I’m real happy for you and I’mma let you finish and all, but Beyoncé is the greatest living American treasure of all time. ALL TIME!

Taylor Swift, America’s greatest living treasure.....

Here is Doug’s quickest lap. (lap 4, I think) He was actually 8 seconds faster using the infield.

My solution for this nonsense? Ride all year. Unless snow is covering the roads, i’m on the bike.

“Sight unseen”

Trolling Jezebel is as easy as shooting fish in a barrel...no..easy as shooting a barrel... as easy as being somewhere near a barrel.

I blundered across a neat story on how the Kammback came about. Come for the design inspiration (well, it is America’s only fire-brewed beer; says so right on the label, as I recall); stay for the big boss personally pulling a young designer out from under the bus right in front of the bureaucracy that had thrown him…

precisely. I find it amusing that people will defend to no end their particular niche interest while lambasting the “idiots” that don’t conform to their taste. If you like pickups, buy one, if you don't, piss off and keep overloading your vehicles beyond capacity.

Because some people would just rather own one?

The old joke about Detroit was that you didn’t want to buy a car that was assembled on a Monday or Friday, because the worker was either hung over or in a hurry to get out and start drinking. Now I guess you don’t want to buy a car that was assembled late in the day by a hungry worker who didn’t eat lunch.

But if you start carrying a Sharpie, then I’ll have to start carrying one, then someone else will feel the need to carry one as well but in a different color to stand out from the rest of us, and so on.

1. So they can write passive-aggressive notes.

This goes to prove that when men try to do something stupid, we go ALL the way!

“Eww, Bobby, don’t touch that. You don’t know where it’s been.”