And look at the little Millhouse, who marvels and coos and just wants some of it all to rub off on him. Growing up is hard.
Equations in the headline. That’s blogging!
Road rage goes wrong, or as most of us would likely agree, it went fantastically right.
Hat tip to Pate
I fell like I’ve met every person in this video whenever my car has been stuck.
If you want a full dissection of this advertisement/contemporary art piece, hop on over to The 700 Level. Me? I just like to let it wash over me.
I don’t know what makes these tractor mishaps so engaging…the low rumbling? The slower speeds? The fact that it’s a crappy Monday? But I’ll take it.
Smoked fish and drifting: THAT’S WHAT SCANDINAVIA DOES.
I drove a new Ford Festiva yesterday. And do you know how many clusters of friends burst from boutiques to greet me? ZEE-RO.
Detroit resurgence my ass.
They say Russians drink like fish, and this calm plumet into the river from 20 feet above neatly bolsters the maxim.