Episode 248: Shout-outs, break a leg Siskita!, Pet Stories, What’s Up With That?, New Favorites, Earworm of the Week, Fuck-Offs, Stunning Fact of the Week, You-Rules, YouTube Link o’ the Week, Songs We Love By Bands We Hate.
Music: “The Hucklebuck,” performed Sierra Rein, Lee Rocker and Frank Sinatra, “House of Love” by Squeeze, “New Favorite” bumper by Krizzer.
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Sooooo not caught up (Notarize This). However, I thought of a great movie/topic/FuckYou “incident” that may keep you busy during the holidays since “family” can be so damned boring at this time of year. I call it “Tucked, Tweaked and Tweezed- The Failings of Madeline Stowe’s Right Eye.” You could do an epic gallop through her career that ends with her hosiery shifting each time she blinks, and the sudden shift in Red Carpet appearances of full-length gloves, since there is no hand lift yet available for the 70 year-olds with 22 year-old tits. Run on sentences aside, I’m breaking my ass to catch up, while NOT being the smelliest one at the VA.
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Have you heard? The Stray Cats are back! And better than ever!
Back to the topic of Worst Car/Best Car. I shared an 81 Datsun with my sister till she totalled it. So I went to prom in the family station wagon. Classy!
Of course, that was also the car that got the moniker of The Love Wagon. For obvious reasons. Ahem.
Best car ever.
I’m a bit behind and still listening to last week’s show, but I want to caution you all from buying from Newegg. Remember my credit card number being stolen? Mine (and the personal information with it that allows people to charge things to it like addresses and phone numbers) was stolen at Newegg. When I started doing some looking into it, it turns out that this is not an isolated incident, and Newegg’s response to the investigators is “Go away. We don’t care. It’s your problem”. It really looks like it’s an inside job. So while many purchases go through without a problem, I’d never buy from them again. Which is a shame, as they had lots of stuff and their prices are good. All the other vendors who were involved in the fraud took it seriously and have legit “security” departments.
Loved the topic! I thought it dovetailed nicely with the kinder, gentler (and svelter) Stennie (“Now with half the fuck-offs!”) Well played.
Bet, you can totally replace your own headlights. In cars nowadays, you don’t have to replace the entire headlamp when it burns out, you just replace the bulb. Most of them come out with a little twist of the bulb socket and unplug. Installation is the reverse of removal. And I bet the counter person at your local Advance Auto Parts would even help you do it the first time. Then just keep a couple spare bulbs in your glove box and you’re all set.
My worst car was probably the ’73 AMC Gremlin I had in high school. It was truly god-awful in every way. Fortunately, around that same time, my folks had an ’82 Renault R5, popularly known as “Le Car.” Now that was an awesome car, not least because it was so small and lightweight that I could push it out of the garage, and roll it down the street, and get enough speed up to pop the clutch/push-start it and steal off into the night for a midnight rendezvous with a country gal in a cornfield. All that came to an end when it spontaneously combusted in the driveway one morning.
Best car would have to be the 1970 BMW 2002, for a host of reasons. One thing I should clear up about that one, though: I sold it before I started law school (after 17 years of ownership/stewardship).
Here’s the story behind why it’s on my FB page. One day about two years ago, the current owner messaged me from Columbia, SC. He had just bought the car (from a woman who had bought it from the guy I sold it to), and wanted to know if I was the [Mr. Middlebrow] whose name was on all the receipts that came with the car. I told him I was, filled him in on its history, and we’ve kept in touch. I put the pictures up to show him what the car looked like when I sold it (and wallow in a bit of nostalgia). Every so often, he posts pictures of its restoration progress. It’s kind of like getting reunited with a child you gave up for adoption. Ah, technology.
At present, I am bimmer-less, but hope to rectify that eventually. Probably with another early ’70s BMW, either a Bavaria or a CS Coupe. Aus Freude am Fahren!
Thanks for the shout-out, you gals! Made my week… (^_^)