I’m with you. I just didn’t identify with the late 90s rise of angry rap rock metal. I could have gotten into the alt country that was brewing but didn’t really have access to it in my small town. So many pierced eyebrows.
I’m with you. I just didn’t identify with the late 90s rise of angry rap rock metal. I could have gotten into the alt country that was brewing but didn’t really have access to it in my small town. So many pierced eyebrows.
I’m from the area too and saw TVP 4-5 times that year, a couple at the State Theater. I thought they were so cool and they seemed like such rock stars from plain old west MI. Upon revisiting, the songs hold up as smart alt rock.
I know I’m fortunate, but $11/lb seems like robbery. My family in the midwest raises chicken, pork, beef, eggs in what we call ‘pastured.’ The animals are outside but we’ll medicate the herd if needed and cows graze on grass and are fed hay but finished with some grain. They also get a bucket of grain everyday to keep…
I undoubtedly had a sip of Bud from the old man, but I distinctly remember my first time really drinking beer. Keg beer at a hog roast that I went to around age 13 with an aunt and uncle. Another uncle was there, other side of the family, it was so much fun hanging out with these two male role models that I never saw…
Truck commercials, man. ‘I’ll speed across the rutted jobsite and you just dump that scoop of rocks right in the bed.’
I see a market for a truck, car, bike rack for the bed. It will look like something from The Butter Battle Book. I’m going to kickstarter.
Gentlemen, you two.
Confirmed on the harsh suspension. My family has a ‘15 F 350 that is like a torture device unloaded.
I wondered about the ‘Not For Hire’ decals. Do snow birds get stopped in the casino parking lot by people asking them to haul something? That’d be annoying.
Considering the affordability of the Model S, you’re probably right. I think a normal dude like me would be more likely to just get the most economical Ford or GM 1/2 ton available By the time I’m ready it’ll probably be the (imaginary) 2022 super charged, turbo 2.0 L Silverado.
I’ll admit to just plain old wanting to drive a truck. Always thought I’d get a GTI but then wound up in an old Silverado and I couldn’t be happier. A few home improvement projects, sure, but I don’t wrench, tow, camp, off road (ok twice but I thought I was going to fall off a cliff once and scraped up the finish) or…
I don’t think Tesla buyers are exactly treehuggers and I know my truck does not make me a redneck. I’ll cop to driving an open air station wagon, though.
I admit to practically never using or needing the capability of my truck. I just like to drive a full sized truck for my short commute. Economy doesn’t really matter to me but I’d welcome more MPGs on my next even if I give up some towing that I never use and payload that I rarely use.
My go to chauvinistic on liner is ‘like when the stewardess has to land the plane.’ I usually deliver it when I talk someone through making a cocktail.
I think red seat belt buttons are just as good an idea as seat crack crumb catchers.
A Volvo supercar would be brown. Diesel?
Potlucks are a gamble in that you can wind up with a bunch of bags of chips and warm 2 litres.
Unless you’re making lunch at home, work alone, or outdoors please do not subject your lunch buddies to reheated salmon fumes. Or any fish for that matter.
+1 for the gated auto shifter.