Nothing like being stuck behind a line of utility trucks on a state highway and being tailgated by "that guy". Tricked out, all black pickup - Inches from my bumper.

I knew the trucks were going to turn off towards the paper mill and leave the two lane highway open in front of me and I knew the guy was going to stomp on it and go flying past.

Normally, I'd have let the guy do it and thought nothing of it.

Instead, I decided to make him work for it. He didn't even get close. Once we passed 110 mph he gave up.

I guess the reason I did it was his truck (and the tailgating) just screamed douchebag and nothing gets under a douchebag's skin like being smoked by a 18 year old station wagon.

70 degrees Fahrenheit.

I'd rather be outside doing something far removed from what I am doing now.

Weekend spent as far away from a keyboard as I could manage.

I need to do that more often.

Former co-worker sends me a video pimping the place he works for now (Bloomberg)

Sorry. I'd sooner dig trenches than work in New York City.

Glad he's happy though.

You'd think there'd be a happy medium between drought and biblical-level flooding.

They all kind of bleed together after a while.

A relaxing morning of Faith No More (Angel Dust and King for a Day - Fool for a Lifetime)

@kdfrawg They are not forgiving at speed. The 928s were heavier and better balanced.

@kdfrawg I loved my 928 but they suck as much money as they do gas.

@kdfrawg Fully digital dash in 1984. Had a top speed of warp eleventy billion but took a month to get there since the curb weight was so high. Handled like a garbage truck.

It was certainly unique though.

A fellow had me deliver one in 1985.