Assholes

The scenario: Dumbass wants in on a turn lane, without the usual courtesies like signaling or merging at the end of the line. No, we are all supposed to get out of the way so he can get in where he chooses, instead of where conditions dictate. So, he forces his way in behind me […]

to Ohio with 6 passengers on a BK lounge training mission to Dundee OH. Cozy enough that you can cop a feel with an infallible excuse. Too bad the crowding has caused your hands to fall asleep. Read More

What a difference 30 years makes

Then (ca. 1979) Now High school would have been a million percent better if the second one was in my driveway back in the day. Karma: Think again, Mr. Band Geek.

Leisure Suits and Gold Chains

I’ve got the obligatory Hendrix perm and the inevitable pinhole burns Now all down the front of my favorite satin shirt I’ve got nicotine stains on my fingers, I’ve got a silver spoon on a chain Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains… Pink Floyd, Nobody Home It’s the 1970s. You are […]

Phid comes to Phoenix?

but not in his Corvair. It’s in this kind of shape.

A: Almost every one i ever owned

What Car Will Never Be A Classic? Whether in people or vehicles, scarcity can trigger fondness. Many vehicles now considered classics spent years unloved and overlooked, until their true value emerged. But what vehicles will never be classics? In the early 1980s, millions of Americans drove home from the Chevy dealership feeling like a Celebrity. […]

I always feel like

Somebody [named Sheriff Joe] is watching me….

Donked Camaro Prays For Sweet Release Of Death.

At least it’s better than a camera citation

Behold the last surviving member (if there is a god of cars) of the infamous and shitty GM X-bodies. A Chevy Citation. This car wound up being noteworthy for exactly two reasons: Phid’s “club coupe” version (actually Papa Don’s) was nominally faster than the Fury The shitty Delco radio was vertical. Woo-Hoo, Betamax/bone Phone/8-track technological […]

Shoulda Turned Left at Albuquerque?

Is this [ed.: the BandAids Show Lounge] heaven? Possibly, but it is in no way Iowa.

Oh yeah. It's the place where dreams come true. — You’re a long way from home, Ray Kinsella

Messenger Puppet

Indulge Your Inner Weirdo

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