Baby boomer man humorously looking at mid-life, retirement, and memories.
Renault and Ford are working on a new small car for women.
They are mixing the Clio and the Taurus, and calling it the “Clitaurus.” It comes in pink and the average male won’t be able to find it, even if someone tells him where it is.
And even if he did find it, he wouldn’t know how to service it.
Seems like a logical marketing move: except most women have never seen one. I guess the Clitaurus will be sold by feel? And always be some where near the Volvo?
I dunno.
Clio
Taurus
One of my other blogs, was hacked and I lost control. Lucky for me, the hacker just put up some lousy image and an audio file of his band.
BlueHost.com who hosts my blogs, jumped right on it, got control back to me and restored everything. In the meantime, I asked them to peek at GoingLikeSixty.com.
He ran some scans of the files, found some funkiness, and proceeded to fix them.
Now this the CSS for this theme is not loading correctly (dur – if you’re still looking at an html gob.)
I’m on hold while BlueHost.com helps me out… I highly recommend them if you are looking for a place to host your blog. Quick to answer the phone, always polite and helpful. They will also go the extra mile and suggest things to make a blog more secure.
Please stand by.
UPDATE: Boy is that freaky. There was a line of code that was “denying” access to the file that creates the theme. BlueHost.com fingered it out in a relative jiffy. Whew.
Thanks to HeadGeezer.com, one of the items on my Christmas gift list sits proudly near my computer. Of course it took nearly a year to acquire it, and a massive amount of time to make the video to qualify for the bribe gift.
But it happened. I own a mini-fridge that will cool one can via the USB port on my computer.
I’m still waiting for the opportunity to take a turn in the Buggati Veyron. Some BBC geezer got to run the Buggati Veyron, the fastest production car in the whole friggin Hardon Collider universe, up to it’s top speed of 253 mph.
Please contact me 24/7 if you have a Buggati Veyron.
I’m not really interested in taking actual possession of the Buggati Veyron, but I would give my Total Knee Replacement (ta – da – dummmmmmm) for a ride in one – at speed.
Get this… in order to run the car at speed, the driver inserts a special key which lowers the rear spoiler and the whole car hunkers down. So kewl.
This is a production car with seat warmers, luxury sound system, air conditioning, the whole nine yards, that has a straightaway speed that cannot be matched by ANY race car. None.
Could I drive a Buggati Veyron at 253 mph. You betcha. Just try me.
96% of the people when confronted by the snowstorm hitting the U.S. where it is supposed to snow this time of year, Mr. and Mrs. Newcaster, would look at the blizzard and say “Holy Shit” if they attempted to drive in it.
Those of us from Michigan just say “Watch this!”
Drifting, was invented in the snow covered portions of the U.S. and then stolen by the Japanese who decided that sliding a car sideways – on asphalt – on a track – represents a thrill.
Real drifting is best accomplished on snow, on a city street with limited width and a line of traffic creeping along, or a parking lot.
Street Drift Sans Snow
This is the only time I miss blizzards, because most people who are experienced snow drivers know that this is the time to stay home and let us drifters have our fun.
Then the snow plows and salt crews come along and spoil it all.
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