The Auto Body Shop as God and Nature Intended

The Auto Body Shop as God and Nature Intended

Our old friends at Cold War Motors are back at it again, whaling on 1960 Plymouth Fury and some sort of Chrysler sheet metal extravaganza. It’s always worth your time to watch. They have a genial Canadian manner (sorry, I repeat myself) and they actually do things. Modern cars don’t lend themselves to rehabilitation like old cars do. Once cars became unibody gas-sippers, restoration was out and the crusher was in. We love the old iron, especially if it has bird’s nests in the rocker panels.

The very first job I ever had was working in an auto body shop. It was a nasty, barbarous shed with a perennially dirty owner who had a friendly dog, a coterie of layabout friends, and many mellow customers who dropped by for a quick whiff of bondo and a long drinking session. So, apparently, nothing has changed, and that’s the way we like it.

The International Fight With Slight Inclines Continues

The International Fight With Slight Inclines Continues

Historically, young men have always had problems with hills. I’m not sure exactly what the problem is. A slight incline just makes them antsy. They keep trying to hurl themselves down them for one reason or another, and people keep trying to make videos out of it. It doesn’t really matter if the hill is covered with snow or pavement or grass or whatever. We’re heading down it as fast as we can manage.

No need to reinvent the wheel with incline videos, either. Gather up the young men and insert them in a van to get them all riled up. Play some brostep, or dubwop, or whatever, because they’re into that sort of thing. Then loose them on the countryside. Every once in a while flash a couple frames that show they’ve at least met a girl, and then boom: a Dolomites longboard video.

Then shortly afterward a blog post is made by some loser guy at a desk.

The Top 10 Football Jukes. I Suspect a Certain Lion Will Be Featured

The Top 10 Football Jukes. I Suspect a Certain Lion Will Be Featured

Well, they’re being a bit kind here by including missed tackles along with the football jukes. But not a bad compendium overall. I’m sure the NFL will send an army of lawyers to have this removed from YouTube eventually. We’ll enjoy it while it lasts. Also, I have a confession. I would have bet that the top 4 jukes of all time would all have been clips of Barry Sanders. That’s all he did. It was him against 11 guys and the 11 guys always lost. They occasionally tackled him when one of the other ten guys on the Lions got in his way, but that’s about it.

Step 1: Live To Be 95-Years-Old

Step 1: Live To Be 95-Years-Old

Now there’s a record that will stand — or more likely sit quietly in a barcalounger in the activity room — for a long time. Dude is 95, and decides to give scuba diving a go. The Guinness Book of World Records has gotten a little strange lately, introducing records that no one cared about in the first place. Most uncooked spaghetti strands in a single nostril. Most Lady Pac Man machines oiled in a two week period. Most ant farm foreclosures. But our antedeluvian diver is legit. A 95-year-old diver is indeed a notable thing. God rest you merry gentleman. Now on to the hang gliding!