I spent a weekend hanging out with a Corvette Club. I was one of two non-Corvettes there and we were asked "What would it take to bring you over to the Dark Side?"
Not much.
The models that appeal most to me are those from the 60's and 70's and it is possible to find Corvettes from the C3 and C4 (80's, not quite so appealing to me ) generations for reasonable prices. However, I don't think my mechanical abilities are up to the challenge of taking care of a 30 or 40 year old car.
Since I was cheated out of going to Mid America Motorplex by Mother Nature, now I am planning to go to Motorsports Park Hastings in Nebraska next year to take a driving school and hopefully do it in a Grand Sport Corvette. Then I can run with the Corvettes on their high speed day and get to use most of the oval at the Iowa Speedway. I hope they can teach me to heel and toe.
So this won't be my last muscle car summer, unless I get a wild hair and replace the Mustang with a real sports car such as a vintage Corvette or a MINI Roadster.
The ex girlfriend has been swinging back and forth between angry recriminations and sweet pleadings for us to be reunited. I think she probably wants to strangle me in my sleep and I guess if she did, that would save me the trouble of killing myself down the road when my vision or my health have deteriorated to where life is not any fun anymore.
But I'm not done living yet.
Monday, August 29, 2011
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Next To Last Muscle Car Summer
The person who was going to buy my daily driver backed out which means I have it to drive this winter which means the Mustang can race again next summer. So I'm just going to keep on a goin'.
I haven't gotten over my MINI Cooper lust though. There's going to be a roadster next year.
I haven't gotten over my MINI Cooper lust though. There's going to be a roadster next year.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
LDR advice
When you come for a visit, the option to stay longer should be at the discretion of the host, not the guest.
I'm just sayin'.
I'm just sayin'.
Monday, June 27, 2011
supporting me
This morning the girlfriend said she'd support me should I desire to take testosterone.
I had mentioned how in the 80's and 90's I had been a gym rat and if natural transition were possible, I would have become a man during this time. I took everything I could short of steroids to bulk up and would have embraced masculinization through bodybuilding if such a thing were possible. I stayed scrawny and overtrained and mostly succeeded in squelching my libido, which is okay, I guess if you want to be celibate, which I was during those years. I lifted competitively and was even in a meet where everyone was tested and the values of the weightlifting club I belonged to dictated that steroids were cheating, so I never sought them out. But I coveted their effects that I saw in some of the women competitors. One woman had an astonishingly deep voice and a coach told me " I remember when she looked and sounded like you."
So we're still in the honeymoon phase and on the verge of spending a long weekend together and she's showed me pictures of her exes, who are very masculine looking and on the burly side. I am not that big, I have no tattoos and I don't ride a motorcycle. But my girl is determined to get me inked and bulked up and get my Mustang traded for a trike.
Sigh.
I feel like I am going sideways, heading for the wall.
The other night I dreamed the sky was full of jagged, lightning-like cracks. I knew if they didn't seal up, the world would end.
I had mentioned how in the 80's and 90's I had been a gym rat and if natural transition were possible, I would have become a man during this time. I took everything I could short of steroids to bulk up and would have embraced masculinization through bodybuilding if such a thing were possible. I stayed scrawny and overtrained and mostly succeeded in squelching my libido, which is okay, I guess if you want to be celibate, which I was during those years. I lifted competitively and was even in a meet where everyone was tested and the values of the weightlifting club I belonged to dictated that steroids were cheating, so I never sought them out. But I coveted their effects that I saw in some of the women competitors. One woman had an astonishingly deep voice and a coach told me " I remember when she looked and sounded like you."
So we're still in the honeymoon phase and on the verge of spending a long weekend together and she's showed me pictures of her exes, who are very masculine looking and on the burly side. I am not that big, I have no tattoos and I don't ride a motorcycle. But my girl is determined to get me inked and bulked up and get my Mustang traded for a trike.
Sigh.
I feel like I am going sideways, heading for the wall.
The other night I dreamed the sky was full of jagged, lightning-like cracks. I knew if they didn't seal up, the world would end.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
One Wet Summer
Well, my track day weekend appears to be in jeopardy. They evacuated the county near the Missouri River that is the home of Mid America Motorplex, which was to be the highlight of my summer. I guess it's possible the waters won't reach it and damage the track and the Missouri River will recede and we will all have a great time in the middle of July.
So to get one more track day I'll have to wait until next year. Unless I go to another track. I would hate to have to put those Nitto NT01's in the basement without getting to drive on them.
So to get one more track day I'll have to wait until next year. Unless I go to another track. I would hate to have to put those Nitto NT01's in the basement without getting to drive on them.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Father's Day
is not this weekend, as I was thinking but the week after. So I didn't need to rush out and get a Father's Day card to mail.
I had picked one out a couple of weeks ago but decided against using it. It had a picture of Tom Hanks from A League of Our Own and inside was a recording of him saying "Crying?! There's no crying in baseball!" There was something on the front about instilling rules in us as we grew up. I thought it was hilarious. When I was a kid, we had a plastic ball and bat and sometimes Dad would pitch the ball to me. I guess I was pretty bad, because one time he said if I hit this ball, he'd get me a pony and a bicycle. I missed. I didn't get the pony or the bicycle. Dad also played football with my brother and me, he'd overpower us but that didn't stop us from trying. And we loved the attention from him. If he was in a good enough mood to play with us, things were cool. Usually he was really busy farming or sleeping for the night shift at the factory. Or he was in a really bad mood and not talking to anybody. Probably because he was tired from working so hard. God help us if we did anything to piss him off, which often happened without our even trying.
My dad just had knee replacement surgery and had a very hard time of it. He spent some time in the nursing home before he came home. He was home last time I visited but he told me about his stay at the nursing home and about breaking down and crying during a church service there. That's when I decided the Tom Hanks card couldn't be used this year, or maybe any other year. Old men can be weepy, I guess as their testosterone declines, their emotions are expressed more easily. I would not want him to think I was mocking him.
I had picked one out a couple of weeks ago but decided against using it. It had a picture of Tom Hanks from A League of Our Own and inside was a recording of him saying "Crying?! There's no crying in baseball!" There was something on the front about instilling rules in us as we grew up. I thought it was hilarious. When I was a kid, we had a plastic ball and bat and sometimes Dad would pitch the ball to me. I guess I was pretty bad, because one time he said if I hit this ball, he'd get me a pony and a bicycle. I missed. I didn't get the pony or the bicycle. Dad also played football with my brother and me, he'd overpower us but that didn't stop us from trying. And we loved the attention from him. If he was in a good enough mood to play with us, things were cool. Usually he was really busy farming or sleeping for the night shift at the factory. Or he was in a really bad mood and not talking to anybody. Probably because he was tired from working so hard. God help us if we did anything to piss him off, which often happened without our even trying.
My dad just had knee replacement surgery and had a very hard time of it. He spent some time in the nursing home before he came home. He was home last time I visited but he told me about his stay at the nursing home and about breaking down and crying during a church service there. That's when I decided the Tom Hanks card couldn't be used this year, or maybe any other year. Old men can be weepy, I guess as their testosterone declines, their emotions are expressed more easily. I would not want him to think I was mocking him.
Monday, May 23, 2011
Cowering Indoors :(
We had some storms Saturday night and some places got hammered pretty good. I was going to go an autocross on Sunday but the weather report was ambivalent. The rain was probably over, but there could be storms and they could be severe. So I was scared to go. And the weather was fine, there was no more rain or storms and I missed a fine day. And I was very out of sorts about it. I wouldn't talk on the phone to my girlfriend and it upset her greatly and needlessly.
At my car club meeting last Wednesday, the president announced that he had sent out an email about our track weekend but no one had signed up yet. I didn't get that email, in fact, I am not getting much at all in the way of emails pertaining to the club. Am I getting excluded on purpose or is his distribution list not as good as he thinks it is? The attendance at the meeting was the lowest I have ever seen. Are people bailing because of the presence of the butch dyke treasurer or because of the crappy economy and sky high gas prices?
Mr. Family Friendly is moving away and is no longer a part of the club. How many allies of his are still in the club? Why should I care, if I got elected twice, the second time with the current flattop haircut the probably tips everyone off to the fact that I am a butch dyke? What if I started my own rival club- for adults only, where we are fucking on the hoods of our cars? How cool would that be? Where could we go the next time the gf is in town to do this and not get arrested?
I am going to the track weekend, not only because it will probably be my last. I spent almost $1000 on tires and wheels just for this weekend. But I haven't signed up yet. But I will. And I want to go to the Corvette Club track days at our track.
The guy with the MR2 Spyder was in today, waving it in my face. I told him about the autocross that will be at our local track. Maybe he will run it and decide to keep it or he will find a buyer for it and then I can stop thinking about owning that car. Or maybe he will bring it and run it and let me run it in a fun run and I will fall in love and have to have it.
This week someone is supposed to come and look at my daily driver and if she buys it, the Mustang will be my daily driver. So now I am calculating, can I just get studded snow tires and drive it year round? Or should I be sensible and trade it for a new Focus (the hatchback is back!) and just have one car? Unless I buy the Spyder for a fun car. Which would probably be a bad idea since I am heading towards a probably early retirement due to economic conditions or possible blindness? Or just keep the Mustang as a daily driver and have the Spyder as the fun car? Lots of time to think about this stuff. Until time runs out this fall. What am I going to drive to Little Rock? How badly will I behave while I am there?
This car is so gorgeous and would probably be a very decent autocrosser:
See? It's like a baby Porsche!
At my car club meeting last Wednesday, the president announced that he had sent out an email about our track weekend but no one had signed up yet. I didn't get that email, in fact, I am not getting much at all in the way of emails pertaining to the club. Am I getting excluded on purpose or is his distribution list not as good as he thinks it is? The attendance at the meeting was the lowest I have ever seen. Are people bailing because of the presence of the butch dyke treasurer or because of the crappy economy and sky high gas prices?
Mr. Family Friendly is moving away and is no longer a part of the club. How many allies of his are still in the club? Why should I care, if I got elected twice, the second time with the current flattop haircut the probably tips everyone off to the fact that I am a butch dyke? What if I started my own rival club- for adults only, where we are fucking on the hoods of our cars? How cool would that be? Where could we go the next time the gf is in town to do this and not get arrested?
I am going to the track weekend, not only because it will probably be my last. I spent almost $1000 on tires and wheels just for this weekend. But I haven't signed up yet. But I will. And I want to go to the Corvette Club track days at our track.
The guy with the MR2 Spyder was in today, waving it in my face. I told him about the autocross that will be at our local track. Maybe he will run it and decide to keep it or he will find a buyer for it and then I can stop thinking about owning that car. Or maybe he will bring it and run it and let me run it in a fun run and I will fall in love and have to have it.
This week someone is supposed to come and look at my daily driver and if she buys it, the Mustang will be my daily driver. So now I am calculating, can I just get studded snow tires and drive it year round? Or should I be sensible and trade it for a new Focus (the hatchback is back!) and just have one car? Unless I buy the Spyder for a fun car. Which would probably be a bad idea since I am heading towards a probably early retirement due to economic conditions or possible blindness? Or just keep the Mustang as a daily driver and have the Spyder as the fun car? Lots of time to think about this stuff. Until time runs out this fall. What am I going to drive to Little Rock? How badly will I behave while I am there?
This car is so gorgeous and would probably be a very decent autocrosser:
See? It's like a baby Porsche!
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