No actual video for this tune. There probably was one back in the MTV days, but searching the web just unearthed several versions of the song with static backgrounds. Save Ferris’s probably best remembered for their ska treatment cover of the Dexy’s Midnight Runners’ song Come On Eileen.
The 70th Anniversary Edition. Yesterday was the 70th anniversary of the production of the first Volkswagen Type 2, the Micro Bus. I was hoping to find 3 of them for sale today, but no such luck. The only one that was there was newer Westfalia camper that was ripe for crushing, because, to paraphrase Gabriel “Fluffy” Iglesias, “It ain’t a real bus unless it was built before 1969.” As of Monday, March 9, 2020 at 9:00 PM pacific time:
| Track | Daily | Crush |
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| 1956 Cooper-Climax T39 | 2007 Porsche Cayman | 1990 VW Westfalia |
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| If you are going to go racing, go in style. | It was either this car or this other one. |
I know there is a market for this, but IMHO, yuk. |
Growing up, if my mom wasn’t listening to the Red Sox baseball game on the radio, she had it tuned to the local Country Music station. So naturally, as soon as I had a radio of my own, I vowed to never listen to country music again. It was second on my list of hated music genres, right behind opera. Sure enough, as I hit adulthood, I discovered that it wasn’t that bad after all.
It never made it into a “What’s kind of music do you listen to” conversation, but occasionally after a few months of a steady rock and roll diet, a week of country was a nice palette cleanser. And even sometimes when I got bored with the videos on MTV, I would watch CMT for a bit1. Which is where I discovered this voice.
Because yesterday afternoon was sunny and lower 60’s, when we headed out to run some errands, we opted to do them in the Miata. About 2 blocks down the road a fairly loud rumbling started and the front end of the car was doing a small wobble. Donna went, “What’s that?” I answered, “Might have a flat.” A couple of seconds later I said, “I know what it is,” and did a quick u-turn to head back home.
This post should really have been titled “I’ve Got A Few Lug Nuts Loose.” For what has to be at least the sixth or seventh time in my career I have not fully tightened down the lug nuts on a wheel or two (or four) after rotating the tires or doing some brake maintenance. Including one time in the early 80’s that happened with Donna driving and having to stop at a place to have them diagnose the rumbling sound the car was making.
This is why I was getting the stink-eye from her as we returned to the Pacific Terrace driveway. Because just before turning around I had said, “I forgot to tighten the lug nuts.” On Wednesday afternoon I installed the new front license plate mount, which had caused me to remove the front wheels and I missed the final step.
About the second time this happened in Aiken, I devised a way to make sure not to forget this step by taking the torque wrench and placing it right at the entrance to the garage. There was no way for me to miss it and I sure as heck couldn’t drive the low clearance Miata over the wrench. To my credit, I did something similar here too, but because I was working close to the garage opening, the torque wrench was mixed in with all the other tools I was using, so it got put away with everything else. I think a new safeguard is required. Possibly I should buy a baseball cap from the Lansing Michigan minor league baseball team to wear when working on the car. Or, perhaps putting the torque wrench on the driver’s seat might work.
When I parked the Miata in the garage this afternoon after we were finished running around, the CTBNL’s odometer read 77001.
For grins, I looked back at what I blogged about when the previous Miata hit 77,000 miles. The post was entitled 77,000 Lumens. The first part was about having an eye exam where my eyes are dilated and how afterwards, even dim lighting seems way to bright to look at. There was a thumbnail picture at the top that related to the second part of the post. It was of our freshly remodeled bathroom in Aiken and I talked how I was putting up the new towel racks, etc.
I was struck by the synchronicity of how nearly 12 years earlier the 77,000 mile marker for the Emperor happened around the time I was doing something similar as I was doing now and both bathrooms were shades of green. Very different shades, but green none the less.
In Like A Lion Edition. As of Monday, March 2, 2020 at 9:00 PM pacific time:
| Track | Daily | Crush |
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| 2018 Chevrolet COPO Camaro | 1991 Nissan Figaro | 1983 Mercury Zephyr |
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| One look and you just give it your lunch money. | One look and you just want to give it a hug. | One look and you just feel like you need to barf. |
