Some thoughts

January 21, 2018

It’s all over but the crying, or partying. The 2018 edition of
the Barrett-Jackson Scottsdale auction is over. About 1,700
vehicles sold for over $113 million with 37 hours of TV

Some highlights from Saturday were when former President George
W. Bush got on stage to help Jay Leno talk up a 2018 Chevrolet
Carbon 65 Corvette that sold for $1.4 million and raised
Barrett-Jackson funds raised for charity to over $100 million.
All proceeds went to a charity to help wounded veterans.

Then Ron Pratte donated a new 2017 Ford GT to the Evernham
Family Racing for a Reason that sold for $2.5 million and then
Pratte gave another $50,000 to the charity. The charity is to
help those with autism.

Craig and Caroline Jackson donated a 1988 35th Anniversary
Corvette to kick off “Driven Hearts” a charity in honor of Dave
Ressler of the extended Barrett-Jackson family. The car was
bought and resold three times for a total of $350,000 for the

Not all things sold at this auction are cars and in this
category lot #9499 caught our eye. A transportation themed
carousel made in Germany in 1957 by Wilhelm Hennecke brought a
record breaking $557,750. The carousel is fully functioning and
has 27 different cars, bikes, trucks and other transportation
themed vehicles instead of horses.

Now that the auction is over I can go back to not watching much
TV and perhaps even getting some things done. Enjoy our Sunday as
that means a new day is only a dream away.
Comments are always welcome.


Auction thoughts

January 19, 2018

After watching hours of the Scottsdale auction today I came to
the same conclusion as other years. Some people have more money
than sense. Being the start of the weekend most cars brought six
figure prices.

A good example of this is the 2019 Bullit Mustang that went for
$300,000 to a charity picked by Steve McQueens son. The first
car built, a good cause, and every penny went to the charity.

Some of us remember the Charger from the Fast and the Furious.
It was one of the cars built and had a small block chevy with a
single 4 barrel under the non-functioning blower. It brought in
$140,000. That was either for bragging rights or somebody
doesn’t work hard enough for their money.

In todays auction the restored cars kept up with the muscle
cars, resto-rods, and custom builds. That seemed like a good
thing to this humble observer. Tomorrow the gloves will come off
and the prices will escalate. It will be interesting to see a
vehicle hit $1 million.

If you get the Velocity channel you may want to tune in
starting at around 3 pm again tomorrow. Or, coverage goes until
until 3 am tonight also.

Enjoy the rest of our Friday as it’s the last one we get this
week. Now I need some more coffee.
Comments are always welcome.

Wait, what?

November 1, 2017

We survived to see November and I’m still waiting for my White
Privelege card to arrive. We seem to hear the complaint that we
white folks don’t know what’s like to be stopped by the police
for driving while black. I don’t.

That being the case one would assume they don’t know what it’s
like surviving while white. So here is a sample of what we put
up with breathing while white. As an older white male who has
owned several vehicles over the years let’s put dealing with
the DOT while white out there.

Here we take a number and sit until our number is called, and
to be fair, everybody does this. My problem with the DOT begins
when I get to the counter. The lines move fairly quickly until my
turn comes up. I hand a fist full of paperwork over to the
clerk only to be told the seller forget to sign line 14 and did
not put sale price on the correct line so it would have to
initialed by said seller then sale price added on the correct
line and signed on line 14.

So I leave to find the previous owner who makes the correction
and return to the DOT only to be told, by the same clerk, that
since the title is out of state it has to signed in front of a
Notary and get their seal on it. So I hook up with the previous
owner, find a Notary, and get the seal before returning to the
DOT confident that this time I will walk out with a new title
in my name and new license plates.

Oh no. I was informed, by the very same clerk, that now the
title had too many signatures on it and I would have to get
hold of the original owner so he could get a duplicate title
that we could sign, once, in front of a Notary before I could
legally get the car in my name. And that was only one time!

So I would gladly trade that for being pulled over for driving
while black anytime. Enjoy our Wednesday, after all it’s the
middle of the week already. Now I need more coffee and a
candy bar to wind down.
Comments are always welcome.

A tragedy and the car show

August 20, 2017

We’re going to show you some of the cars that were at the VVA
Car Cruise-In but before we do we have to mention something that
happened 107 years ago on this date. Bear with us and we’ll get
to the cars.

The Great Fire of 1910 occurred when hurricane force winds
prodded hundreds of small fires into blazing infernos. When
all was said and done 3 million acres were burnt in Washington,
northern Idaho, and western Montana. Two towns in Idaho and
five in Montana were completely destroyed in the fire before
a cold front brought in a steady rain. There were 87 fatalities,
mostly firefighters.

And now some pictures from the car show. You can click on any
picture to get a better look.

There were many more cars, but this should give you an idea
of the show. And now I hear leftover pizza and a coffee pot
calling my name.
Enjoy our Sunday as that means some of us rejoin the rat race
Comments are always welcome.

I don’t get it

July 25, 2017

In the corner of my mind where empty boxes gather dust an idea
started and began to grow. As I lay down to have a nap this idea
took over and while the body was tired the brain was on high
alert. It got to the point I had to get up, make more coffee,
and try to reason things out.

The whole fiasco started yesterday after my brother stopped by
to show me his new Harley. When he was gone I cruised the
information highway and paused at a story about a 71 year old
man who died when he rolled his street rod. The short article
planted a seed and the comments heaped on the manure to help
it mature.

Back when I first started cruising the information highway
condolences to the family would out number comments of any
other kind. And there were a few of these, yet what surprised
me is the majority of comments were split between ‘it can be
fixed’ and ‘why wasn’t he wearing a seat belt?’

Has compassion and common courtesy died along with common
sense? This man was probably someones husband, father, grand
father, and brother yet the comments question his desire not
to have seat belts in his 40′ Ford.

The accident happened on a city street on a Sunday morning. I
noticed no comments about the possibility that he had a medical
issue that caused the wreck either.

If this is what our society has become, count me out. In the
first place all the safety equipment in the world won’t help
you if it’s your time to go. I would imagine his relatives
haven’t given much thought to the car. If he didn’t want seat
belts, it was his choice.

I guess this old redneck outlaw just doesn’t get it.

Enjoy our tuesday, it’s the last one we’ll get this month.
Comments are always welcome.


July 24, 2017

Picture is from article mentioned

I read an article yesterday about a man in Virginia who had
his Cadillac CTS-V confiscated because he had drag radials on
it and aftermarket exhaust. The article claims the man was obeying traffic laws when he was pulled over.

He was written up for too dark a tint on the windows, no front
license plate, having a modified exhaust, and not having street
legal tires (drag radials). The policeman asked the car owner if
he had a way to move the car and the owner made a call on his
cell phone then told the policeman his truck and trailer were
on the way. But before the rig could get there a tow truck
showed up and the car was towed after the plates were removed.
This cost the car owner $300 to get his car out of impound.

I have no problem with police and didn’t when I was getting
pulled over in my youth, but this is extreme to me. In the video
it isn’t raining so the drag radials would perform on the rear.

Back in the day we ran cheater slicks and got pulled over too.
But since the cheater slicks had two deep grooves most police
would cut you some slack. I have always had loud cars and the
police usually give me a thumbs up when I cruised by.

All that being said I don’t know the police man involved, the
car owner, or the laws of Virginia regarding modifications to
a motor vehicle. This just seems like overkill to me and I can’t
see the justification of impounding the car. That’s my opinion
and you’re welcome to yours. If you go to the article by
clicking on the link above the article has a video at the
bottom that tries to explain what happened.

Enjoy our Monday, we’ve only got one more left this month.
Comment are always welcome.

Weekend wrap up

June 19, 2017

We made it out to the Heartland Nova Reunion show, met up with
an old friend, and saw a few more while checking out the cars.
Held at the Casino nestled on the banks of the Mississippi a
constant breeze made the morning perfect.

We haven’t been to a show in a quite a while so it was nice to
get out, meet some old friends, and stretch the legs a bit. We
had good intentions to go along the levee later and get some
pictures of the river but I got distracted so it didn’t happen.
That is on the list.

Back at home we noticed the critters were out in abundance and
acting goofy. Don’t know if they were celebrating Father’s Day
early or got into some fermented fruit. One little bird just
kept jumping in place. He didn’t go anywhere but he sure was
working his legs.

There was even a cardinal who I think believed he was Jack
Nicholson! You could almost imagine him shouting “Here’s
Johnny!” We glad the critters were enjoying the cool down and
they did put on a show.

And as the sun set here on the east coast of Iowa we gave a
nod to our God for allowing us to share another great day.

I stopped by Dad’s Sunday, had a good visit, and we may
write more about that in a later post.

Enjoy our Monday. We’re going to give it our best shot. Now I
smell some leftover pizza that wants to be my friend.
Comments are always welcome.