About 42,000 feet outside of Anderson,SC the odometer clicked over 42,000 miles. We are on our way to a mini-vacation getaway to western NC and the destination of choice or both of us. For her a two night stay in her favorite B & B, the Blue Boar Inn, and for me a couple days of twisty roads, including the king of curves, Deal’s Gap.
Next door to ASCO is a little place called Bobby’s Clean Up that, while I’m not exactly sure what, has a lot to do with cars. Every now and again there is something unusual parked over there. This week it is a 1959 Cadillac Sixty Two Convertible. It showed up on Tuesday and has been inside the shop since then. Today I noticed it parked out front as I came back from taking Donna home.
I pulled in and poked my head inside the building to ask if it was alright if I took a closer look at it. The fellow inside said that it belonged to a local home builder and he had spent about $35k for it. It was there getting it all nicely detailed for this coming Sunday’s downtown Aiken cruise-in.
The car is absolutely beautiful. Every panel is faultless and the interior is in nicer shape that mine. It has either been hermetically sealed in a mayonnaise jar on the porch of Funk & Wagnalls or been recently fully restored.
I really wanted to get a picture of it with the Miata parked behind it, so it looked like it was the big cars dinghy. It was high noon with the sun extremely bright and with the Caddy backed in under the awning, the contrast was so intense taking a good picture was nearly impossible. Here is one that came out OK:
Every couple of years I get a college student as a summer helper. It is both good and bad. The good is that as a self taught AutoCAD user they usually teach me some stuff I didn’t know about the program and the bad is that they are kids which means they can’t sit still. This year it is Adam Kitchings who is the son of Tim our Plant Engineer and Controller of the Air Conditioning.
Adam, like all those hip kids these days, has a page on MySpace.com. I was going to leave a comment on his page, but I couldn’t because I’m not a MySpace member. I figured what the heck I join up too. I feel like such a novice though, I can’t even figure out how to change my background over there. Brian’s MySpace & Adam’s MySpace.
Here, for your further entertainment, is Adam’s Top Ten Peeves:
#10 – Microsoft (would be higher if not for the X-box & Halo)
#9 – Illegal Aliens expecting all the same rights as citizens
#8 – The world’s right-handed bias
#7 – Sugar free energy drinks
#6 – Qwiky Mart customers who buy a half dozen Twinkies & a Diet Coke
#5 – People who drive 95 MPH in the 55 MPH zone
#4 – People who drive 45 MPH in the 55 MPH zone
#3 – Snapping Turtles
#2 – Gar
and Adam’s #1 Pet Peeve
Jet Skis
Tonight at Fenway Park the Mets are in town for an interleague game against the FRS. Before the game they will have a small ceremony “celebrating” the World Series of 20 years ago. If you are a Mets fan you remember the final out of the 7th game with your team mobbing each other in victory, but if you are Red Sox fan you remember Mookie Wilson’s ground ball towards first base in the 10th inning of game 6.
A 6 year old and a 4 year old are upstairs in their bedroom. “You know what?” says the 6 year old. “I think it’s about time we started cussing.” The 4 year old nods his head in approval. The 6 year old continues, “When we go downstairs for breakfast, I’m gonna say something with hell and you say something with ass.” The 4 year old agrees with enthusiasm.
When their mother walks into the kitchen and asks the 6 year old what he wants for breakfast, he replies, “Aw, hell, Mom, I guess I’ll have some Cheerios.” WHACK! He flies out of his chair, tumbles across the kitchen floor, gets up, and runs upstairs crying his eyes out, with his mother in hot pursuit, slapping his rear with every step. His mom locks him in his room and shouts, “You can just stay there until I let you out!”
She then comes backs downstairs, looks at the 4 year old and asks with a stern voice, “And what do YOU want for breakfast, young man?” “I don’t know,” he blubbers, “but you can bet your fat ass it won’t be Cheerios.”
You asserted your intellectual superiority brilliantly! The monkey is now left contemplating his own inferiority. Where others have failed to claim the mantel of unequivocal dominance over lesser species, you have truly succeeded! Congratulations on besting the ape and reaffirming the capabilities of the human mind. You have done mankind proud.
You scored in the 84th percentile.
(84% of quiz takers scored worse than you)
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I was in the living room on the laptop and Donna was in the back bedroom on the desktop went the first big thunder sounded. She shut off the desktop and said I think I’ll come in with you because there is a line of yellow, orange and red coming this way on radar.
When I shut off the laptop she suggested we go outside and watch the storm roll through. A quick side trip to the kitchen to toss a few strawberries and cool whip into some small bowls and we retired to the screen porch overlooking our backyard.
Ahh, summer in the south, fresh strawberries and nature’s light show…