Archive for June, 2009

Vintage Pipes

Tuesday, June 30th, 2009

Once a month, or so, this car club in the Greenville area that I loosely affiliate with does a Sunday Drive.  This past weekend, about 2 dozen cars lined up at the Lil’ Rebel restaurant and took a leisurely hour-long cruise through the country to Dillard’s Ice Cream and Farmers Market, where we all parked, consumed frozen delights, and b-s’d for the rest of the afternoon.  It was hot- mid nineties- and one car did have some overheating issues and had to drop out.  But a fun time for most.  It was a good mix of cars, for the most part, though my Corvair was one of 6 total rear-engined cars.  I’ll let you figure out what the rest were- hint: it rhymes with Holkswagen Sneedle.  Anyway, here’s the link to the pics: 

New pics going up periodically, at least once per month.

Tunachucker T-shirts

Tuesday, June 30th, 2009

Hey y’all…as you know I’m coming up to NY for the 4th of July holiday.  I know some of you had expressed an interest in procuring a fine Tunachucker garment.  The shirts are 15 clams apiece, and can be seen here:

Not all sizes/colors are available, so let me know your size and a few different colors you wouldn’t throw up at.  I’ll bring them up with me.  Thank you for your support!

Large Fella

Tuesday, June 30th, 2009

A friend of mine at work sent me this link, which is a synopsis of a fantastic story. A man tipping the scales at over 500 pounds is told by his doctors that he’s on death’s door — even something as radical as stomach reduction surgery would be a huge risk, because his flabby, overworked heart might not be able to handle the anasthesia. So he radically reshapes his food habits, has a heavy-duty bike custom made, and starts pedaling for his life.

Despite being the sort of feel-good story that usually prompts a Lifetime original movie, this is definitely worth a read.

Quad Space

Monday, June 29th, 2009

Interesting article in this morning’s paper — students from the UB School of Architecture bought an abandoned house at city auction, and are renovating it as part of their thesis work.

Maybe I’ve just been working at a college for too long, but I didn’t think that academics were capable of actually doing anything useful in the real world. Kudos to them! And the house is just a couple neighborhoods from me, over in Black Rock. I’m thinking a ride-by next time I host the SAPS would be interesting.

One Last Ride

Friday, June 26th, 2009

Between the two thunderstorms last night, I hit the road for one last ride around the city. Nothing too demanding — I did about fifteen miles, into downtown and then through the West Side, just to keep my legs in shape for Saturday. I’m not planning on riding at all today. Just my luck, I’d pull a muscle or get hit by a car or something the day before the Roswell ride.

Anyway, I did get to have one more city wildlife encounter:

Yes, that is one big-ass turtle that I found on the path through Squaw Island Park. It was way up on the path by the train trestle — a location that must have taken a while to reach for the poor little guy.

So, in the last year of city riding, I’ve seen skunks, deer, turkeys, countless woodchucks and squirrels, and now a turtle. I’m sort of glad I don’t ride out in the country much. I’d probably get eaten by a bear.

The other interesting point didn’t come until the end of the ride.

Yes, that’s about a two-and-a-half foot tree branch, wedged between the frame, brake, and fender of my rear wheel. I didn’t even notice it, and when I pulled it out, there was no scraping or rubbing marks on the bark. The only time I was riding off-road through brush was right at the beginning of the ride, going through Delaware Park and the unofficial dog park, so I must have had this hanging off the rear wheel for at least ten miles.

Well, I certainly couldn’t have done that if I’d tried.


Friday, June 26th, 2009

So, we’ve all heard about the celebrities who have shuffled off the mortal coil these past couple of days.  Farrah Faucett (whose name always reminded me of the plumbing section of Home Depot, for some reason) and Michael Jackson, who, honestly and with all due respect, is probably better off dead so we can all enjoy his music and not have to be bothered hearing about his latest drama with a 5-year-old transvestite.

But another fellow recently kicked the bucket, our old pal Ed McMahon.  Former “Late Show” personality and book author, passed away a day or two ago.  Of course, it didn’t make as much news as the Jackson/ Faucett deaths, probably because he was a geezer anyway and everyone pretty much expected it.  But, I was thinking about it, and I realized I still have a $10,000,000 promisory note that I got in the mail from Publisher’s Clearinghouse, signed by good ole Ed.  Bastard went and checked out, and stiffed me a good 10 mil!  I’d better be hearing from his estate…

Tire test

Thursday, June 25th, 2009

I found this on a kart racing forum.  The scariest thing about racing is mounting your tires.

This is not your ordinary tire test.  They are testing tire inflation cages.  These are supposed to contain the tire and rim in a catastrophic failure during inflation or setting the bead.  You will be amazed at some of the results.  I think the common design flaw is most of these are solid and the compressed air has no were to escape.  I think a scatter blanket made of Kevlarlike the ones used on top fuel dragsters would work well.  Also  inflating the tire on its side instead of vertically would keep the rim from blasting to the moon.

New Spin

Wednesday, June 24th, 2009

We’ve been a little heavy as of late on here, and since I’m going a way for a bit I thought I’d leave a little something cool I found. No political drama, no impending doom and virtually disease free. Enjoi.

Flatland Pro Final – Bikeshow 09

Argentinian Love Affair

Wednesday, June 24th, 2009

Apparently our governor, Mark Sanford (R, SC) mysteriously left for a weekend getaway to Argentinia.  Huh, I didn’t even know he was gone. Anyway, the big hullabaloo came when his aides told the press that he’d gone hiking on the Appalachian trail.  I guess “hiking on the Appalachian Trail” is a euphemism for “boinking a hot Argentinian broad”. 

Its a shame.  I liked Sanford, liked the way he stood up to the idiots in the SC statehouse who wanted to take the Federal Porkulous money, and appreciate his traditional conservatism.  Its a pity he found it necessary to trod down that well-worn path that has suckered in statesmen from Bill Clinton to John Edwards.  Shame on him.  Shame on him for what he has done to his family, shame on him for the ignomy he’s brought upon South Carolina, and shame on him for this disgrace which will surely draw attention away from important issues.  Politics aside, what he’s done isn’t much different than Elliot Spitzer’s infidelities, and for this, I say, he should resign his post.

Fundraising Status

Wednesday, June 24th, 2009

Just took a look at our team page for the Ride for Roswell. With three days to go, Original Adam, Kevin, and Alex are still donation-free. Replacement Adam, who signed up for the ride this morning, has already beaten you three. That’s a sad state of affairs, right there.

On a SAPS related note, the t-shirts will be ready on Friday, so I’ll throw the lot in the car Saturday morning. I imagine we’ll just meet up in the lot by the sign-in again?