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    Tuesday, February 10th, 2009
    10:28 am
    Heroes
    Ok, real quick.

    End of winter - Good
    Potholes - Bad
    Firemen - Good
    Aluminum wheels - Bad


    So, on our way to the World of Wheels car show on Sunday, my friend Courtney's Beemer his a pothole the size of an Olympic swimming pool. We immediately blew out one tire and slowly lost air in the second. It also demolished both rims and fucked the alignment. At the car show there were your standard bajillion dollar cars and 5 dollar Budweisers. Courtney, after looking very carefully at a '65 Mustang GT asked me what I thought of it. I told him it looked like some hack fixed it up with a hammer and a crescent wrench. No not really. It turned out that was the first of two cars in the show he and done restorations on.

    Right after that this photographer Monique and I met last fall bumps into us. Apparently he has been searching for her for 6 months because he wants her to model for him, and not even in the pervey way. So next thing I know Monique and I are in all these outrageously fancy cars being photographed with all sorts of people gathering to watch.

    The rest of the day was pretty intense, but I'll skip to the end. We get back to the car to discover our slow leak had gone totally flat. On our way to a gas station 5 blocks away to futilely pump quarters into an air machine we pass a fire station with the doors open. So the firemen lend us a huge mallet to pound some fine German engineering back into shape, then they air it up. Bam.

    Oh it really is a world of wheels isn't it?
    Friday, January 23rd, 2009
    12:22 pm
    Trouble at the old mill.
    I pulled a V8. It was as awesome as I had always dreamed it would be.

    Who wants to see the most phallic picture ever taken? )
    Saturday, November 15th, 2008
    2:44 pm
    Tales To The Desert?
    Those of you who know me, know that when I am dehydrated I buy used cars. Well, I've been drinking black coffee all day and bourbon all evening. Monique and I bought a 1962 Ford Galaxie 500. I don't know what her excuse is, but I need to drink more water.

    Lookey )
    Tuesday, September 30th, 2008
    11:16 am
    Thursday, September 25th, 2008
    6:16 pm
    Tales From The Desert
    At one point I went years without owning a normal car. After giving away the Warp-mobile I had a bus and the a motorcycle. After that I spent many months living a simple life with few possessions, especially a car. By March of 2005 I felt it was time to get back on that horse, 50 horses to be exact.

    Part 10: Last Chance Power Drive. )
    Thursday, September 11th, 2008
    1:02 pm
    Tales From The Desert
    So it’s the end of the summer, 2004. Matt Lodge and I had spent our spring in relative harmony with our surroundings and with local law enforcement, living in a 1987 GMC RTS bus in the mountains over Boulder, Colorado. Driving towards the East Coast was less successful as far as cooperation of law enforcement and of nature by way of the Jack-o-lantern Mushroom. Despite these tribulations, we held tight onto the raged, torn edges of our dreams until we encountered the Grease Mafia in Ashville, North Carolina.

    Part 9: Greasy wheels a-rollin‘. )
    Wednesday, August 20th, 2008
    5:53 pm
    Tales From The Desert
    I bought a wheelbarrow full of motorcycle parts with no title from some rich art student for 100 dollars just after Christmas in 2003. I bolted it back together and painted if flat black. In early May my Minnesota plates got mailed to me in LA. The next day I strapped all my belongings to the back and headed into the Mojave.

    Part 8: …on a steel horse I ride. )
    Monday, August 11th, 2008
    11:36 pm
    Tales From The Desert
    Ok friends. This is a story that can only be told correctly during the long nights and weird mornings of sheer desperation and inspiration. I will do the best I can with this medium. If you want the full story you’ll need to buy me a bag of coke some afternoon and I’ll tell it to you.

    Part 7: Don‘t let the sound of your own wheels drive you crazy. )
    Saturday, August 2nd, 2008
    12:02 pm
    Tales From The Desert
    I am giving my bus two parts of my ten part series. It was 40 feet long and weighed 15 tons. There isn’t a parking lot for 100 miles big enough for it and one entry isn’t big enough for it.

    Part 6: Who needs diesel fuel when you‘ve got bi-polar disorder? )
    Sunday, July 20th, 2008
    5:55 pm
    Tales From The Desert
    Eight month in a compact car together can wear on a friendship. My engagement to a psychotic clown-poser names Emma-Lou Pants didn't help either.

    Part 5: Warp Zone Level D.C. )
    Wednesday, July 9th, 2008
    9:49 am
    Tales From The Desert
    I spent the year up until July of 2001 drinking and doing drugs in Uptown. I knew that one day I would move out of this awful state.

    Part 4: If we get bored, we'll move to California. )
    Thursday, June 26th, 2008
    1:51 pm
    Tales From The Desert
    When my dad told me in the summer of 2000 that he was going to Southern California to visit his mother and brother, I though it would be a good opportunity to buy the Volkswagen Bug I had been dreaming of since I was 14.

    Part 3: Far From Fahrvergnügen )
    Saturday, June 21st, 2008
    10:53 am
    Tales From The Desert
    After my uncle's wedding in San Diego my dad and I still had the problem of being 2000 miles from home and without a car.


    Part 2: My pappy said Son your gonna drive me to drinkin'. )
    Wednesday, June 18th, 2008
    12:35 pm
    Tales From The Desert
    This is the first of a 10 part series I'm doing called Tales From The Desert. Those of you who know me know that I have physically and mentally been to the desert on many occasions. My goal here is to not just to chronicle these adventures/manic vision quests, but to maybe paint a full picture so that we might understand how this happens so often and maybe, just maybe prevent it from happening again.

    So here it is.

    Part 1: Welcome to the desert, you're gonna die. )
    Friday, May 2nd, 2008
    9:39 pm
    Driving to Memphis with a dead man's suitcase.
    I tend to vacation in places that are economically depressed. This works out well because I like crappy stuff. Memphis has endless blocks of boarded up buildings and broken glass. In the middle of this there are two blocks full off cops and tacky looking bars called Beale Street. For as much as I hate cops and corporate chain bars, I do love drinking 32oz plastic cups of beer in the street, so it's not all bad. The only rockabilly we could find in the city were it was invented was a band who, despite being very good, seemed like a glossy, hollywood theme act. The funny thing is I came wanting to hear rockabilly but I left wanting soul. The jukebox at this bar had lots of good soul.

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    There was some weird graffiti in Memphis.

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    Stuff like that. That was pretty much our whole week. We watched a lot of cable in the hotel. It turns out, if all you expect from a vacation is to drink in crappy bars and ride your bike around, it's hard to go wrong. On the way home we stopped in a couple junkyards.

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    Monique hates this picture so I am posting it to the internet.
    Sunday, February 10th, 2008
    9:20 pm
    Can I eat fried chicken and smoke a cigar in your new car?
    These were almost my last words. Immediately after the driver of the previously mentioned new car pulled right in front of fast moving car. Lets hope my real last words are as cool.
    Thursday, January 24th, 2008
    3:51 pm
    There's something here from somewhere else.
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    Just in case you didn't know, I'm a daddy's girl.
    Saturday, December 22nd, 2007
    6:29 pm
    Wednesday, September 19th, 2007
    7:28 pm
    Pogo's Drinktionary #83
    Drink number 83 in my Sceninc Tour of the Cities Drink Series
    The Whiskey Calhoun

    2 oz of your choice of whiskey
    10 oz Calhoun lake water

    Pour whiskey into large glass filled with ice. Pour lake water into the glass. Stir lightly.
    Garnish with a duck.

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    Monday, September 10th, 2007
    12:19 pm
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