What does -26F feel like?
In a word: Shitty. I empathize with those of you in Oklahoma this week where temperatures are colder than the north pole. I can’t imagine -28F being a usual thing for Okies.
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In a word: Shitty. I empathize with those of you in Oklahoma this week where temperatures are colder than the north pole. I can’t imagine -28F being a usual thing for Okies.
I’ve covered over 50,000 miles crossing the country in all directions. Its time to lay down some rules and guidelines for drivers and passengers.
My folks lease an office space in Bridgeton MO for their medical practice. A while ago someone came out to repave the parking lot and paint new lines. I’m not sure how the heck this happened — look at the pictures to see what I mean.
One year with JVC’s value-priced HD radio head unit.
Toys created for kids today are too glitzy and require too little effort on the part of the child. I had a big yellow Tonka dump truck made of steel that went CLANG CLANG CLANG. The tires were big and knobby and if you weren’t careful, you could hurt yourself on the sharp edges — like a real dump truck.
If Joseph and Mary had read this article, Jesus might have been born in a Hilton instead of a shed.
An auction in Post Falls, Idaho features hundreds of pieces of memorabilia including gas pumps, scooters, gas signs, oil signs, tires, oil drums, road signs, and more. Could be a great way to decorate a garage or man cave.
The Gen-Y crowd pulled their collective head out of Dane Cook’s ass and rediscovered this gem of a comic actress, petitioning her on Facebook to host Saturday Night Live, a performance that earned her an Emmy. And she happens to love Cadillac Sevilles.
Every 15 year old male with a learner’s permit considers its successor, the 240SX, God’s gift to motoring. Maybe that’s okay. Maybe the 200SX is too good and too rare for pizza-faced wannabe drift kings.
It’s freshly 2011 as I write this, and the Impala’s replacement has been pushed back to 2014. 2014! By then we’ll have flying cars and iPhones that translate dog barks into words. I’ll be 32 years old. Hopefully by then they’ll invent a pill that lets my hair grow back.