Month: October 2022

Apologia

Disaster

I had every intention of attending the WWII shoot up in Kansas last Saturday — I was even bringing New Wife along to meet people — when somewhere along the interstate north I managed to drive over a discarded 18-wheeler’s tire tread, and I mean the entire tread, lying on its side and looking for all the world like a tire.  No time to avoid it — I was looking back for oncoming traffic as I came onto the highway* — and only saw the fucking thing when it was about twenty feet away.

THUMP-THUMP-THUMPETY-THUMP-THUMP FUCKING HELL

Bloody thing did a number on the underside of the Tiguan (fortunately, not the engine, at least, I don’t think so as no warning lights came on), and tore off parts of both front-wheel wells.

So much for that car trip.  Ignoring the horrible scraping sound from underneath, I limped off the interstate and managed to get to a mechanic shop.  They cut off most of the draggy parts, but then recommended I not drive the thing.

And here I sit, waiting for the insurance guy to look at it and write me a check.

My apologies to all for my non-attendance, but there it is.

*Texas drivers will not yield to nor even slow down for cars entering the freeway in case they lose their God-given place in the traffic, so it’s vital to look back to see that someone isn’t coming up on you at speed.

Rock, Meet Hard Place

Advice, Guy Stuff, Lifestyle

Via Reader Mike L. I get this bit of news:

In Missouri, where abortion is illegal, Planned Parenthood sees surge in vasectomies

Doesn’t surprise me.

I had mine done in 1997, some time after my 43rd birthday, and have never looked back.  Frankly, I think that any man who doesn’t have it done by age 45 is asking for trouble, whether or not abortion is legal.  (If your Missus has had her tubes tied or her factory is otherwise disabled, then fine — but be aware that as long as the little swimmers are still there, you can still become a Daddy regardless of the recipient thereof.  I shudder just at the thought.)

And let’s not forget that nowadays you can be stuck with child support payments even if you’re not the daddy — but having had your tubes tied, such an eventuality is highly unlikely if not impossible.

I must admit that back in the times when I did this kind of thing on an ad-hoc basis, it was a real comfort to know that the old production pole had been turned into a joystick.

News Roundup

Bad News

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More on gas, later.


...ah, lemme guess:  all in Lauren Boebert’s district?


...Texas and Arizona didn’t ask for it either;  yet here we are.


...race hustlers gotta stick together, you see.


...I’m thinking nonstop scourging until his GoFundMe raises the hundred grand.


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...but remember: the injured have access to free healthcare.


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...as California, New York and Illinois take note.


...yep, if there’s going to be raping, it’s better to have the official peacekeepers do it.

...LOL mediocrity would actually be an improvement.

 

And in INSIGNIFICA:

     


…your guy couldn’t wait, huh? The background story is even funnier.

Okay, I was going to post some pics of Paige Spirinac because, well, Paige Spirinac.  However, in my travels through The Intarwebz, I happened upon someone named Taylor Cusack, so in the interests of Diversiteh:

And that’s all the news from the world of golf.  But aaaaaargh wait:


...this calls for some drastic action.

etc.

Monday Funnies

Funny Stuff

So, ignoring the pussy, let’s get going…

And here’s a little blast from the past, back before there was digital, and all we had was low-res, washed-out Polaroids:

Just seems like a more innocent time, dunnit?

Classic Beauty: Sophia Loren (1)

Classic Beauty

Let’s move away from the silent era to more modern times, e.g. Sophia Loren (who needs no introduction to Longtime Readers).  This week, we’ll look at some B/W pics, and next week, color.  Here we go:

A lot of the above can be right-clicked to embiggen… if you absolutely have to.

As the saying goes:  “I would lick the beach sand off her feet, and die a happy man.”  (I don’t know who said that;  it might have been me.)

“Dream Cars” For Sale

Drive Time

Never mind the money or the maintenance costs;  I’m not sure that I’d want any of the cars in this collection.

If pressed, I’d go with the Ferrari 288 GTO:

…simply because it was the last of the “slimline” Ferraris (before they got as fat as the Ford F-350 dually).

Feel free to weigh in with your choice(s).  (People who are satisfied with their Toyota pickup or Ford Taurus need not participate.)