Australia is the worst.

The surviving members of Lynyrd Skynyrd would like to know if the Rangers can smell that smell. Oo oo, that smell.

Who knew the most people?

Dalai Lama - he remembers people just because.

Some big-name sports/entertainment agent - gotta know everyone to schmooze the best deal, right?

Presidential press secretary or some such thing - you gotta tell the Prez who he's meeting so that the Pres DOESN'T have to remember names.

I got as far as the 2000GT and stopped there. The nice Toyota guys even opened the ropes for us to take more photos. I think they were surprised that someone was paying attention.

Purple shirt ...THAT'S ME!

"The Dark Knight Rises" <- first one that came to mind.

anything with Mike Hammer
Thomas Packs a Magnum (that'd be "Magnum, PI" for you youngsters)
Sherlock John Holmes
Spencer? I Hardly Know Her!
Remmington Steele (Drew, fact check me here ...isn't that an actual porn name?)
Inspector Clouseau? I'll inspect her, alright.
Har…

Steve's a dope.

Adult tigers can reach 600 lbs and nine feet in length (not counting the tail). There have been instances in which an adult tiger was able to jump high enough to reach someone who was more than 12 ft off the ground. (I may or may not work with someone who has a degree in zoology.)

How is Steve going to…

I'm with you ...this sounds great. There's a distinct possibility I have cabin fever after getting snowed on (Chicago) and years of non-adventure (two little kids) have warped my view.

Still, I'm in.

I "borrowed" the audio track from a couple of YouTube user "ASMRGAINS" videos. I have a pair of earbuds that are ridiculously small and comfy. I made a playlist.

Each track runs 7-12 minutes or so. The total playlist is an hour at the absolute most.

Hafthor? More like Thor-and-a-half ...amirite?

Don't hold the nail with a comb (especially a hilariously oversized one), but try a plain old wooden clothespin. Unless you are working with something really tiny (3/4-inch wire brads or whatnot), the clothespin should hold just about any size nail.

Because my father in law is an awesome person, I get to drive a twin-turbo 300ZX every single summer. Have done so for maybe the last ten years. It's great.

Every so often, it has to go in for maintenance and whatnot. In those sad times, he saddles me with his 1997 Aston Martin DB7 (convertible, supercharged, 5spd).…

I can't figure out why I can't respond by clicking on the picture. Grr.

How often? Every single summer. My father-in-law is a saint of a man who gives me unfettered access to two of his cars when the weather turns warm.

How often? Every single summer. My father-in-law is a saint of a man who gives me unfettered access to two of his cars when the weather turns warm.

1991 Nissan 300ZX (two doors, two seats, two turbos)

No lies - I knew a guy who had a CRX Si and rolled it into a ditch.

Reverse racism.

I lived through the 80's. I've spent the last decades trying to forget the Browns - just like everyone else has.

Holy crap that's perfect.
Now don't touch my spot or I'll hit you with a shovel, slash your tires, and fill the back of your truck with snow and water.

Not enough fighting about dibs for parking spots.