This weekend I'm 1&1
HSA raised 1600 dinars for their Charity on Saturday with some donations from alot of private parties and some Car Clubs. I only stayed about 20 minutes or so but everybody seemed happy and was having a good time. The charity is for a 27 yr old female who has Cystic Fibrosis and needs a double lung transplant so she can see her 2yr old boy grow up.
Low car Count didn't hinder anything in anyway as the mission, which is ongoing, accomplished what it needed and may happen again at another time and place.
So far so good right? Not so Much
I have Questions. I really don't want or need answers.
What does it mean when you are approaching a Show at 8:15AM and Cars containing worshipers of the Almighty $25.00 Cheap Ass Trophy are trying to flag you down as they speed by headed away from the show? Is it an Outbreak of the Black Plague? Perhaps an Alien Invasion? Better yet it must be the predicted Zombie Apocalypse.
What does it mean as you wait in line to enter, that vehicles are moving forward, only to turn around and leave? Bad breath? Someone forgot the deodorant? Walmart People?
As I was driving on 26 4 cars went in the opposite direction. Not good. As I was in Line, 7 cars going out rather than in. Two stopped to tell me, "don't bother, its $10.00 a head". I stayed in line figuring it was a $10.00 day unless they told me to drop my pants and I ain't paying $20.00. The 8th car stopped and told me $10.00 per car plus $5.00 to register.
Warning there is now a Meth Lab at the gate and whoever is running it is being overcome by fumes. As I laughed, much like I did at Bonney Eagle, only with a little more gusto and a hint of the maniacal, I left. As I left an entire Car Club that had been there for a little longer than me, followed me to the gate and they to laughed. Coulda woulda shoulda.
Beautiful day, Great weather and temp. Cup of Coffee, tunes, comedy, cruising in the 48. Out at 7:45am in at 8:45am. Mowing grass at 9:45, kicked back and relaxing at home the rest of the day.
Car Show, what Car Show, it was awesome right here.
5/27/12
5/23/12
Twofer
So this weekend we have a multiple choose type of schedule. You know you get to choose a Saturday Show or a Sunday Show or if your brave and really hungry for bad burgers, over dogged dogs and of course the almighty $25.00 Cheap Ass Trophy, you can do both days.
On Saturday we get a fundraiser for a worthy cause. That cause would be a 20something female that needs a pair of lungs. High Status Auto is raising money for Aimee Driscoll who has Cystic Fibrosis and needs a double lung transplant to be able to become a 30something. The Show is a little thrown together at a small venue in Lewiston on Sabatuss St. called L/A Auto which is just past Hannaford's on the right. We won't be able to attend the entire show but will show up to make a donation.
Sunday is the Auto & Bike Fest at OPS Dustbowl. I didn't attend last year and whether I do this year is still out for a vote. The reviews I did hear from last year were not the best, but where it was their first hopefully it will get better. Partially sponsored by Cruise Maine Magazine it would be great if they pulled off a good day.
Remember, have fun no matter what.
On Monday Thank a Veteran, They make reading this possible and allow me to keep you entertained.
On Saturday we get a fundraiser for a worthy cause. That cause would be a 20something female that needs a pair of lungs. High Status Auto is raising money for Aimee Driscoll who has Cystic Fibrosis and needs a double lung transplant to be able to become a 30something. The Show is a little thrown together at a small venue in Lewiston on Sabatuss St. called L/A Auto which is just past Hannaford's on the right. We won't be able to attend the entire show but will show up to make a donation.
Sunday is the Auto & Bike Fest at OPS Dustbowl. I didn't attend last year and whether I do this year is still out for a vote. The reviews I did hear from last year were not the best, but where it was their first hopefully it will get better. Partially sponsored by Cruise Maine Magazine it would be great if they pulled off a good day.
Remember, have fun no matter what.
On Monday Thank a Veteran, They make reading this possible and allow me to keep you entertained.
5/20/12
What's Up Doc?
I was asked what the blog would be about today by several people and I know this for sure, it won't be about raising rabbits. Sorry we talk cars here.
Bonney Eagle Car Show has set a new record for packing the most laughs in a single area.
I started laughing at the gate when they told me to go all the way to the front entrance to enter the grounds. What the fuck were they thinking, the Street Rod Entrance was 50 yards up the street. Then came the merging of two lanes into one lane with some future politician or possibly a present politician wanting to explain the proper use of a condom when having sex with the wild African Blueberry. I'm not sure if that was the topic of the conversation but I did hear him called "dickhead", so I'll assume it was about sex.
Yep we didn't take that part of the tour and moving on. Parking was by divine intervention, after all it was Sunday and the Reverend Cat Crate was in attendance. Now I'm not against desegregation as it pertains to the equality of man but a little segregation in the classes would go a long way. The VW crowd had it right but even they looked like a display of Aryan superiority.
This show has not disappointed anyone for the last 10 or so years. It's the culmination of not giving a shit about anything but the money, the mentality that mediocre is good enough and resting on past deeds and achievement.
Yet the question remains as to why we go back year after year. Are we expecting it to get better. Check please, reality check please. Or are we just out to forage for something that no longer exists. I think we are all glutons for punishment in our own little sado-masochistic minds. You know, whip me, beat me, send me to Bonney Eagle and may I have another.
Yes we had good time and accomplished all we intended. But...
Pissing your pants with laughter. $5.00 (entry fee)
Eating bad burgers and nasty ass fries. $11.00 ( wtf )
Writing this blog Priceless
Bonney Eagle Car Show has set a new record for packing the most laughs in a single area.
I started laughing at the gate when they told me to go all the way to the front entrance to enter the grounds. What the fuck were they thinking, the Street Rod Entrance was 50 yards up the street. Then came the merging of two lanes into one lane with some future politician or possibly a present politician wanting to explain the proper use of a condom when having sex with the wild African Blueberry. I'm not sure if that was the topic of the conversation but I did hear him called "dickhead", so I'll assume it was about sex.
Yep we didn't take that part of the tour and moving on. Parking was by divine intervention, after all it was Sunday and the Reverend Cat Crate was in attendance. Now I'm not against desegregation as it pertains to the equality of man but a little segregation in the classes would go a long way. The VW crowd had it right but even they looked like a display of Aryan superiority.
This show has not disappointed anyone for the last 10 or so years. It's the culmination of not giving a shit about anything but the money, the mentality that mediocre is good enough and resting on past deeds and achievement.
Yet the question remains as to why we go back year after year. Are we expecting it to get better. Check please, reality check please. Or are we just out to forage for something that no longer exists. I think we are all glutons for punishment in our own little sado-masochistic minds. You know, whip me, beat me, send me to Bonney Eagle and may I have another.
Yes we had good time and accomplished all we intended. But...
Pissing your pants with laughter. $5.00 (entry fee)
Eating bad burgers and nasty ass fries. $11.00 ( wtf )
Writing this blog Priceless
5/17/12
A Show?
Mom's day was great, took her to lunch, gave her a card, thank god she liked her gift.
Then as the week progressed, I heard a sound in the distance. It was the sound of clanging bells, off key dissonant musical notes, yelling, hooting, hollering and the faint sound of scrambling feet. What on earth is causing this jumble of noise.
The next day the noise was louder, as if it was closer, but you could still tell it was in the distance. Added to this noise was the faint hint of something smelly, like bad meat. This continued into the following day, but now along with all the other noises was the distinct sound of something being hit, like the old days of beating the dirt out of a carpet.
This morning I awoke to the same noises I've heard all week, only now they were even louder. The faint smell of something smelly was now overpowering and definitely bad meat. As I poured my 1st cup of coffee I wondered what was causing this symphony of noises and smells. Was I caught in some type of nightmare or was Satan himself approaching.
The proximity to Mother's Day meant something. Then in a moment of clarity it came to me. The noise I was hearing was not just of one thing. It was a combination of sounds, as I listened I finally realized what they were. It was a Chinese Fire Drill and several people beating a dead horse. This also explained the bad meat smell.
I jumped up, spilling my coffee, only to slip and fall, but still able to see the calendar. I was right, the date meant everything and as I added it all together it could be one thing and one thing only.
The Bonney Eagle Car Show.
Then as the week progressed, I heard a sound in the distance. It was the sound of clanging bells, off key dissonant musical notes, yelling, hooting, hollering and the faint sound of scrambling feet. What on earth is causing this jumble of noise.
The next day the noise was louder, as if it was closer, but you could still tell it was in the distance. Added to this noise was the faint hint of something smelly, like bad meat. This continued into the following day, but now along with all the other noises was the distinct sound of something being hit, like the old days of beating the dirt out of a carpet.
This morning I awoke to the same noises I've heard all week, only now they were even louder. The faint smell of something smelly was now overpowering and definitely bad meat. As I poured my 1st cup of coffee I wondered what was causing this symphony of noises and smells. Was I caught in some type of nightmare or was Satan himself approaching.
The proximity to Mother's Day meant something. Then in a moment of clarity it came to me. The noise I was hearing was not just of one thing. It was a combination of sounds, as I listened I finally realized what they were. It was a Chinese Fire Drill and several people beating a dead horse. This also explained the bad meat smell.
I jumped up, spilling my coffee, only to slip and fall, but still able to see the calendar. I was right, the date meant everything and as I added it all together it could be one thing and one thing only.
The Bonney Eagle Car Show.
5/11/12
Mothers Day
Why is it there is no show on Moms Day. Why is it that Dads Day has Car Shows and Cruise Ins and Adult Beverages but Mom gets shafted with a nice card and dinner. Mom deserves a car show with all the frills and faux marble that she could ask for.
Dad worked hard all his life but he didn't give birth to us. Mom probably thought she was passing a 54 Pontiac through her loins while giving birth to the likes of you and me. Nice Card.
She probably felt like she was run over by a Cadillac of the 60's about the time that Officer Numbnuts brought you home after breaking windows in the vacant house 2 streets over. Where Would You Like To Eat.
Dad never cooked anything that involved a pot or a pan, just meat on the grill. Yet Mom was the one that told you that everything would be fine while you wore that Buick grill on your teeth for what seemed like an eternity. What Would Like For An Appetizer.
Pop would give you something to cry about and Mom would soothe your pain. She washed your clothes and ironed your shirts. The old man would smack your ass and wash the car. She made you lunch and helped with your homework Dad would fart and snore during your favorite show on evening TV. Ordering Wine Or Would You Like Something From The Bar.
He gets a Car Show not Mom. He takes credit for what you have become only if you've become what he wanted you too. She didn't push you in any specific direction but loves for what you are anyway. Go Ahead Order Anything You Want Ma.
Mom gets flowers and a card, then dinner. She needs a Car Show. She deserves a Car Show.
Besides the $5.00 entry fee and the $25.00 Cheap Ass Trophy would be cheaper than the flowers the card and the dinner.
Love Ya Ma!
Dad worked hard all his life but he didn't give birth to us. Mom probably thought she was passing a 54 Pontiac through her loins while giving birth to the likes of you and me. Nice Card.
She probably felt like she was run over by a Cadillac of the 60's about the time that Officer Numbnuts brought you home after breaking windows in the vacant house 2 streets over. Where Would You Like To Eat.
Dad never cooked anything that involved a pot or a pan, just meat on the grill. Yet Mom was the one that told you that everything would be fine while you wore that Buick grill on your teeth for what seemed like an eternity. What Would Like For An Appetizer.
Pop would give you something to cry about and Mom would soothe your pain. She washed your clothes and ironed your shirts. The old man would smack your ass and wash the car. She made you lunch and helped with your homework Dad would fart and snore during your favorite show on evening TV. Ordering Wine Or Would You Like Something From The Bar.
He gets a Car Show not Mom. He takes credit for what you have become only if you've become what he wanted you too. She didn't push you in any specific direction but loves for what you are anyway. Go Ahead Order Anything You Want Ma.
Mom gets flowers and a card, then dinner. She needs a Car Show. She deserves a Car Show.
Besides the $5.00 entry fee and the $25.00 Cheap Ass Trophy would be cheaper than the flowers the card and the dinner.
Love Ya Ma!
5/6/12
Zoiks and Away
Ring a bell? Heard that expression before? Think on it, it'll come to you.
So today the Mayhem known as the "Season" began. Medomak Valley High School Cruisin to Graduation Car Show was today and yes it was, mayhem that is.
500lbs. of shit packed into a 300lb. receptacle is called a Blivet, 500 cars packed into 300 car parking area is called Mayhem. But controlled Mayhem,edging on the border of clusterfuck but still mayhem and we enjoyed every minute, didn't we. It was great seeing those happy faces that are finally getting out from a mild but long winter. It was nice to see all the changes made over the winter to the vehicles or the lack thereof.
Registration was a mess, but did we care, probably not. They ran out of room, but did we squawk about it, not that I heard anyway. What I felt was the line from "Jaws" where the sheriff makes the statement,"You're gonna need a bigger boat". Yep there gonna need a bigger playground or possibly become a show like Bonney Eagle.
I can't tell you who got the $25.00 Dollar Cheap Ass Trophy or even who didn't. I left at about noon, not in a huff or over some bullshit political scenario played out in one of my detractors tiny little brains, but because there was another place to go.
Bentley's Saloon in Arundel packed 200 cars and hot rods of all shapes and sizes into a space meant to hold motorcycles of about the same number and they served food and adult beverages with a real live band.
So with an early start, good travels, fine friends and a tank full of fuel, it was exactly the start of a very fine season that I needed.
So today the Mayhem known as the "Season" began. Medomak Valley High School Cruisin to Graduation Car Show was today and yes it was, mayhem that is.
500lbs. of shit packed into a 300lb. receptacle is called a Blivet, 500 cars packed into 300 car parking area is called Mayhem. But controlled Mayhem,edging on the border of clusterfuck but still mayhem and we enjoyed every minute, didn't we. It was great seeing those happy faces that are finally getting out from a mild but long winter. It was nice to see all the changes made over the winter to the vehicles or the lack thereof.
Registration was a mess, but did we care, probably not. They ran out of room, but did we squawk about it, not that I heard anyway. What I felt was the line from "Jaws" where the sheriff makes the statement,"You're gonna need a bigger boat". Yep there gonna need a bigger playground or possibly become a show like Bonney Eagle.
I can't tell you who got the $25.00 Dollar Cheap Ass Trophy or even who didn't. I left at about noon, not in a huff or over some bullshit political scenario played out in one of my detractors tiny little brains, but because there was another place to go.
Bentley's Saloon in Arundel packed 200 cars and hot rods of all shapes and sizes into a space meant to hold motorcycles of about the same number and they served food and adult beverages with a real live band.
So with an early start, good travels, fine friends and a tank full of fuel, it was exactly the start of a very fine season that I needed.
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