Yeah, it’s a little late. Feel free to dock my pay. And it’s a lot of pics, and mostly not directly Oppo, so feel free to skip this.
The perils of algorithmic headline generation.
2016 was notable for being the 75th anniversary of two of my favorite brands: Jeep and M&Ms.
Today, I saw something remarkable: a driver stopped at railroad tracks before having to stop on them, and then noticed that a semi needed a lot of room to turn, and waited at a green light to let it do so. Mad props.
You’d think that people who live near a busy rail corridor would know better. I started shouting pointlessly at my windshield as cars just kept boxing the idiots in.
Manual wagon. Intriguing. Shame you couldn’t be bothered to do the bare minimum to make it look good.
Presented without comment.
These links crossed my radar tonight. As the U.K. prepared to defend itself against aerial invasion during the early decades of the 20th century, it experimented with sound mirrors to identify and triangulate incoming aircraft.
Having trouble sleeping. Some older cars that caught my eye.
Can’t stop giggling.
I stopped following the NFL when I decided two things were true.
In case you haven’t already heard enough about the departed Southwest founder, I noticed this piece today. Written by someone who covered him for a long time, not nearly long enough for me but certainly amusing and somewhat informative.
Caught a virus over the holiday, gradually feeling better thankfully. I’m an incredible wimp, and when I’m sick, I just want to crawl into a hole and die.
Ever since I briefly had a dash cam (video quality was terrible, and I decided I’d rather wait to find a good one) and I thought about what my videos would reveal about my own driving, I’ve been contemplating what actually makes a good driver, and how someone can judge their own driving.
The subtitle is “The Tease”. I love a water-logged road.
Barns, gotta love ‘em.
As of this post I’ve managed to at least drive through a Bowling Green in each of Kentucky, Ohio, and Indiana. Any other states have ‘em?
Decided for my road trip I’d stay close to home, so last night and tonight I’m staying at the Canyon Inn at McCormick’s Creek State Park, about an hour west of Indianapolis.
I was reminded today of mine, something I sorely regret not being prepared to capture on camera: a motorcycle (3 wheels, 2 in back) pulling a trailer that was carrying a casket.