Okay, here’s the story of the film so far. New Wife is safely at home with her #1 Son’s family.
I am safely at home in Plano, minus the cost of a roundtrip DFW-SYD airfare and visa application cost, as well as a Qantas seat-selection fee, seat of course never having been used.
Motherfucker. I think I’ll go to the river nearby, find an angry cottonmouth snake and bite its fucking head off.
I watched The Quiet Man not so long ago, and fell in love yet again with the exquisite Maureen O’Hara.
Oh, and in glorious, flaming-red color:
Truly, a classic.
It is not often that I disagree with Longtime Friend and Bandmate Knob, but I did so quite recently.
From his penthouse in Monaco, he sent me this pic of the new Maserati MC20, with the comment: “Beautiful”, and on that point I agree, sort of:
…I mean, other than that it looks like pretty much every supercar made since 2005. And as Knob pointed out, the entire 2022 run has sold out already.
Which of course left me to ponder the following: instead of playing against Ferrari et al. in the supercar market, why shouldn’t Maserati play in a less-crowded, but numerically much larger pool of motorists?
I speak here of the small roadster segment, dominated as it is by Mazda’s Miata:
But at $35,000 most wealthy folks would (and do) turn up their surgically-corrected noses at this, as a “commoner’s car”.
Maserati has played in this market segment before, with its (lamentably) discontinued GT MC model ($160,000) — discontinued in favor of the new MC20, it should be said.
But to me, this simply creates an opportunity for them. Why not use one of their older cars as a model, and re-create it with modern engineering and production? And if so, which one?
Loyal Readers will know exactly where I’m going with this argument, as I’m going to suggest the exquisite, but never-produced, Maserati GT150 Spider:
I say “never produced”, but they did make ONE (the one pictured above), and it recently sold for $3 million to some Austrian guy. (Story here.)
I think that the Fantucci-designed 150GT is the most beautiful roadster ever made (with all due respect to the Ferrari 275 GTS/4, as suggested by Reader Paul G), and if Mazza were to re-release it with a 2.0- or 2.5-liter engine as the 200/250GT, at a price of (say) $150,000, they wouldn’t be able to keep up with the demand, as long as they stayed as close as possible to its original appearance.
I’m tilting at windmills, of course, and no doubt people will say it’s impossible, I’m an idiot for even suggesting it, and so on. It wouldn’t be the first time.
But it would be glorious.
Not me, just New Wife. I’ll explain later.
Daughter’s fiance was in hospital after some minor surgery, so yesterday I went to see how the patient was doing (fine, but that’s not why I’m writing this).
As I breezed past the stupid 30.06 sign posted on the door (TX state law forbidding guns on the premises), I checked to make sure my 1911 was well concealed.
Why did I disobey the law? Take a flying guess.
Police said at a Thursday morning news conference that a surgery patient targeted a specific doctor at Tulsa’s St. Francis Hospital campus because his back continued to hurt after an operation.
That’s fucked up, but at the same time, the mook shot the doctor and three other innocent people before offing himself.
A long time ago, I made myself a vow never to be a helpless victim.
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And some things guaranteed to give you the runs:
…not that Virgin has ever shown any sign of class, ever.
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...which is classic Marxist doctrine, for those unfamiliar with it. Not that I ever expected anything different from these Commies.
…LOL if it did, I’d consider carrying a 9mm handgun. But it doesn’t.
…the people who used the guns to commit murder, however, have no doubt been released from jail on parole.
…not one of which would have stopped, or will ever stop, a mass shooting.
…throw in the West Coast with another two, and you’ve got a deal. Bonus if you trigger the Big One.
…that’s one way of getting rid of the town’s parking problems, I suppose.
…roll on November 2022/2024, and we will.
Speaking of college:
…key phrase: “The school is a Catholic, all-male, college preparatory school.”
And on to link-free INSIGNIFICA:
…it’s been a while, but I don’t remember the Grand Canyon looking anything like this:
And by the way, the chick’s boyfriend is a total asshole.
Finally, a quick quiz: Spot The Mom
And that’s it, for the news.