Here ya go.

“It is impossible to park next to me.” 

This is the only solution.

I was walking through the woods and stopped to look up at a bird. I turned around and took a couple of steps backward to get a better angle when cold chills ran up my spine. I froze in my tracks and started looking around to figure out what was wrong. When I looked on the ground behind me, I spotted a timber rattler…

Somebody get Kurt down to New Orleans for the next Mardi Gras so he really understands the meaning of “Bonkers.”

JUst about every one of your arguments could apply to large SUVs, crossovers and vans. People buy them because they use them. Get to a point in your life where you have a house and a couple of kids, then try one out for a few weeks. Make sure you do a few outdoor chores in the garden which require a trip to the garden…

Something kicked up by a car couldn’t be a threat, no way.

Needs more seating....

Every parent deserves a car that they can run through the car wash with the windows open to get it clean.

I’m pretty sure I almost bought that minivan. It was a hot summer day when we went to see it. The sales guy had the van running and the a/c blowing full blast. The test drive was great, so we shut it down at the dealer and started to talk numbers. Ten minutes later, my wife asked about the storage space in the back,…

17 gallon tank * 13 mpg = 221 miles.

Mom? She had a 1965 Mustang like the one below, but this was before I was born.

I wonder what’s killing it more, aerodynamics or the tires. The Challenger I have weighs about the same as the Jeep, but has delivered 24 mpg (combined) over the last couple of months. That’s with me trying to beat my last 0-60 time at every opportunity.

When my wife and I first married, she was working in one city and I was in grad school in a different city. We picked a house between the two. It was 35 miles to her office, 85 miles to campus. Both trips took an hour and fifteen minutes.

Donuts? Bah! That’s nothing! Try milk.

Casings: The containing unit of a cartridge or round. It holds the gunpowder, the projectile(s), and has a built in primer (for igniting the gunpowder). Usually made of metal for rifles and handguns, plastic for shotguns. Sometimes called a “shell.”

Two have risen to the top of my list:

The Typing of the Dead. It’s a typing tutor crossed with a zombie shooter. It’s the best way I’ve found to improve your typing skills while saving the world from the zombie scourge. 

You can tap out your own code in iOS. Screw learning Morse, just make your own special beat for your favorite people.

Dang. Now I have another reason to learn Morse code (and feel bad for not doing it).