tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32931256.post5048951686257943094..comments2024-03-22T05:20:44.167-07:00Comments on The Disaffected Lib: When a Beater Finally Becomes a Junker.The Mound of Soundhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09023839743772372922noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32931256.post-50498646308311729432020-10-01T17:42:10.841-07:002020-10-01T17:42:10.841-07:00I have to go back to the mid-60s, TB, but I think ...I have to go back to the mid-60s, TB, but I think it was a twin cam. If I had everything today I had back then, I'd be rolling in mega bucks too. 59 Ford. I remember them.The Disaffected Libhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13135599782685108764noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32931256.post-54235203344716243082020-10-01T16:35:57.851-07:002020-10-01T16:35:57.851-07:00I had a buddy with a clapped out MGA. He gave me a...I had a buddy with a clapped out MGA. He gave me a lift home from school..<br /><br />MGA!<br />The twin cam or the BMC version?<br />Either is worth mega bucks now.<br /><br />Nearest I can come to beaters is a 59 Ford pick up, no power steering or other luxuries.<br />I pulled out the tie rod ends trying to steer it one morning at -35 in PG. <br /><br />TBTrailblazerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03436709163754934547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32931256.post-47271593041743529222020-10-01T13:54:23.156-07:002020-10-01T13:54:23.156-07:00I'll bet most of us went through this, Danneau...<br />I'll bet most of us went through this, Danneau. Among my buddies, one had a 48/49 Volvo 444. That lasted until he decided to take it out on the lake one winter to mess around. Crack, gone. Another, whose dad owned the local cab company, had a clapped out Plymouth with industrial rubber floor mats that caught the mystery oily fluid that dripped from beneath the dashboard.<br /><br />The trophy went to Dennis Allchin who had a 39/41 Studebaker Commander, police car with that weird remote-control spotlight. Earlier versions of that same beast were called the Studebaker Dictator. You could move a one-bedroom apartment in that monster in a single trip, two max. We had some fun times in that thing. Me, I had two VWs or parts of two hobbled together and given a coat of red paint. Road salt claimed that one.<br /><br />I had a buddy with a clapped out MGA. He gave me a lift home from school. I went to grab my books from the floor and those books and the floor were gone. No homework that night. I'm surprised I didn't lose a foot. I knew a fellow whose dad got him a car - he traded a case of beer for a Ford Pinto, the one with the exploding gas tank.<br /><br />Fun times. The Disaffected Libhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13135599782685108764noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32931256.post-18575040014034188272020-10-01T08:14:44.002-07:002020-10-01T08:14:44.002-07:00So that's where my car went! (And the country ...So that's where my car went! (And the country I used to call home and whose flag I saluted every morning in the school yard, eventually with figurative fingers crossed and increasing degrees of cynicism.) I'll see your Beezer and raise you a '58 Pontiac Wagon with a Two-On-The-Column, holes in the floorboards, grass growing out of the tailgate and bacon grease in the wheel bearings.Danneauhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16129916194006552602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32931256.post-87420414799368797572020-09-30T16:53:13.352-07:002020-09-30T16:53:13.352-07:00Rafe Mair was a speaker at a convention we had som...Rafe Mair was a speaker at a convention we had some years go.<br />One of our main organizers was tasked with picking him up at the airport then taking him back later.<br />Awkward sod that man said our organizer!<br /><br />It's what they give , not what they are!<br /><br />TB Trailblazerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03436709163754934547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32931256.post-25902373236436805182020-09-30T15:36:48.812-07:002020-09-30T15:36:48.812-07:00Yes, TB, that's good for the soul. It does rem...<br />Yes, TB, that's good for the soul. It does remind us how the depth of intellect in high office has flagged in recent decades. The son is plainly not the father. As for Trump, it's like Pierre and DJT were from different planets, Trump from a place with oxygen starvation.<br /><br />Jack Webster. His son and namesake was a partner at a lawfirm I was with for a couple of years. The son wasn't very fond of his dad. The old man was a miserable son of a bitch both publicly and, it seems, privately. Well at least we had Rafe Mair.<br />The Disaffected Libhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13135599782685108764noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32931256.post-42679708542994480452020-09-30T12:52:00.606-07:002020-09-30T12:52:00.606-07:00Morbid curiosity drew me to the 'show'.
I ...Morbid curiosity drew me to the 'show'.<br />I then consoled myself with this little bit of political discourse, Canadian style.<br /><br />https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ij-8tGpv5as<br /><br />Hard not to be a little smug being Canadian after that?<br /><br />TBTrailblazerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03436709163754934547noreply@blogger.com