Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Monday, November 30, 2009

Nothing to see here

So Jesse Ventura has a new show on TruTV called "Conspiracy Theory".
I'd make fun, but the LA Times did it for me.

If you walk up to any building and the door is locked, and your first reaction is to shout "IT'S A CONSPIRACY!" you get a TV show.

Friday, November 27, 2009

Musician



I know she's using high tech props. But this one person fills the stage with music.
I can never get tired of this one.

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Hello? Is anybody in there?

I know reality bites but geeze! You'd think I could find somebody online every now and then. Am I gonna have to start publishing gun porn.....

Friday, August 28, 2009

I wish I could claim these...

'cause most of them are slap wonderful!


Random Thoughts of the Day:

• I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.

• Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize
you're wrong.

• I don't understand the purpose of the line, "I don't need to drink to
have fun." Great, no one does. But why start a fire with flint and sticks
when they've invented the lighter?

• Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you're going
in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going?
But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from
which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or
phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no
one in the surrounding area thinks you're crazy by randomly switching
directions on the sidewalk.

• I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was
younger.

• The letters T and G are very close to each other on a keyboard. This
recently became all too apparent to me and consequently I will never be
ending a work email with the phrase "Regards" again.

• Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn't
work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix
the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to
fix the problem? There was no internet or message boards or FAQ's. We just
figured it out. Today's kids are soft.

• There is a great need for sarcasm font.

• Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and
suddenly realize I had no idea what the f*ck was going on when I first saw
it.

• I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes
stressful to watch it with other people. I'll end up wasting 90 minutes
shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone's laughing at the right
parts, then making sure I laugh just a little bit harder (and a millisecond
earlier) to prove that I'm still the only one who really, really gets it.

• The other night I hit a new low at an open bar. I had already hopped on
highway blackout when, inevitably I had to find a bathroom. Eventually I
decided it was probably on the other side of the bar so I tried to walk
over there, but ran into a guy coming the other way. We played that, Both
go left, Both go right game to no avail, so I finally put out my hand to
guide myself past and that's is when I realized, yup, that's a mirror I
just tried to walk through. And the guy on the other side is me. Even cats
can recognize their own image.

• How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?

• I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than
take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.

• I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your
computer history if you die.

• The only time I look forward to a red light is when I'm trying to finish
a text.

• A recent study has shown that playing beer pong contributes to the spread
of mono and the flu. Yeah, if you suck at it.

• Was learning cursive really necessary?

• Lol has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to
say".

• I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.

• Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron test
is absolutely petrifying.

• My brother's Municipal League baseball team is named the Stepdads. Seeing
as none of the guys on the team are actual stepdads, I inquired about the
name. He explained, "Cuz we beat you, and you hate us." Classy, bro.

• Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart", all I
hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart".

• How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and
smile because you still didn't hear what they said?

• I love the sense of camaraderie when a n entire line of cars teams up to
prevent a dick from cutting in at the front. Stay strong,
brothers!

• Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using 'as in' examples,
I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I
had to spell my boss's last name to an attorney and said "Yes that's G as
in...(10 second collapse)..ummm...Goonies"

• What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each
other?

• While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively
swerved to avoid it...thanks Mario Kart.

• MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know
how to get out of my neighborhood.

• Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the
person died.

• I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower
first and THEN turn on the water.

• Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and
you can wear them forever.

• I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.

• Bad decisions make good stories

• Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile
is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder
BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don't mind if I do!

• Is it just me or do high school girls get sluttier & sluttier every year?

• If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring would
probably just be completely invisible.

• Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go
around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly
nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be a
problem....

• You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when
you've made up your mind that you just aren't doing anything productive for
the rest of the day.

• Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want
to have to restart my collection.

• There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going
to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.

• I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I
want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did
not make any changes to.

• "Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this ever.

• I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people watching
TV. There's so much pressure. 'I love this show, but will
they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren't
watching this. It's only a matter of time before they all get up and leave
the room. Will we still be friends after this?'

• While watching the Olympics, I find myself cheering equally for China and
USA. No, I am not of Chinese descent, but I am fairly
certain that when Chinese athletes don't win, they are executed.

• I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Damnit!),
but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and
goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and
run away?

• I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing
anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.

• When I meet a new girl, I'm terrified of mentioning something she hasn't
already told me but that I have learned from some light
internet stalking.

• I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle, then I
like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.

• Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed
for pedophiles...

• As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but
no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.

• Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not
know what time it is.

• It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood.

• I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to
answer when they call.

• I think that if, years down the road when I'm trying to have a kid, I
find out that I'm sterile, most of my disappointment will stem from the
fact that I was not aware of my condition in college.

• Even if I knew your social security number, I wouldn't know what do to
with it.

• Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys
in a pocket, hitting the G-spot, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but
I'd bet my ass everyone can find and push the Snooze button from 3 feet
away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time every time...

• My 4-year old son asked me in the car the other day "Dad what would
happen if you ran over a ninja?" How the hell do I respond to that?

• It really pisses me off when I want to read a story on CNN.com and the
link takes me to a video instead of text.

• I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive
behind obeys the speed limit.

• I think the freezer deserves a light as well.

• I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday
night more kisses begin with Miller Lites than Kay.

• The other night I ordered takeout, and when I looked in the bag, saw they
had included four sets of plastic silverware. In other words, someone at
the restaurant packed my order, took a second to think about it, and then
estimate d that there must be at least four people eating to require such a
large amount of food. Too bad I was eating by myself. There's nothing like
being made to feel like a fat bastard before dinner

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Ed Montana

from Amarillo in the great state of Texas is my kinda song writer! Check out his new song "Obamanation".

Monday, August 3, 2009

An ex-trucker reminisces

Back in the Seventies and Eighties I drove a truck for my father's company. Actually I drove several trucks; everything from a homemade mobile crane (we called it a "wrecker") that Pop had made out of a '52 Reo front end and a White rear end; to a '57 Reo that went through various incarnations as either a dump truck or a tractor; to a C700 Ford straight truck; to a W9000 Ford tractor with a 6-71 Detroit and a Fuller Road Ranger 10 speed trans. I got good enough with the Detroit that I could go up through the box without using the clutch, once I got the rig rolling. What you did was to wind the diesel out until the governor cut in (about 2100 rpm); back off just enough to unload the transmission; slip the stick into neutral; let the engine rpms drop back to a point you knew from experience would let the next gear mesh without jerking (usually about 1600); slip the trans into the next higher gear (and you literally had to feel the gears engage with the stick) and accelerate again. While some could, I never got good enough to go back down through the gears without using the clutch; part of the reason being that I knew who would have to R&R the trans if I broke it!

My Dad built heavy duty truck trailers; the kind you'd haul a bulldozer or backhoe on and he sold them all over the country. One of our biggest dealers was in Woodland, CA and it would take a co-driver and I a week (it took 2 weeks for a single driver) to run out to California with a load of trailers stacked as high as the law allowed, drop the load at the dealer and bobtail home (any of you who have driven a truck tractor without the trailer attached know how much fun 3000 miles of this was!).

The route we took into California involved crossing the Mojave desert (we'd leave North Carolina and time the run so that we crossed the desert at night) and Tehachapi pass. My first trip out I believed all the warning signs about keeping my speed down coming down the pass so I pulled the transmission back down on the "low side" and very nearly burned up the brakes on the rig trying to keep the Detroit from over speeding going down the hill. Once I got to the bottom of the mountain I realized that I'd been played for a sucker, because the hill was not all that bad if you had some common sense and some experience driving. So on the second trip I left the transmission in 10th gear and rode on down the hill. Of course I was running about 20 miles an hour over the posted speed limit of 35 but the wind coming up the canyon blowing against the flat front of that cab over tractor acted like an air brake and kept my speed down without me having to touch the brakes.

When I found this on YouTube the other night, it brought back a lot of memories and I thought I'd share. This is how a 6-71 should be shifted:

For the ladies

Best Levis commercial?

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Congress Votes to Outsource Presidency

Washington, DC -- June 23, 2009

Congress today announced that the office of President of the United States of America will be outsourced to India as of September 1, 2009.

The move is being made in order to save the President's $500,000 yearly salary, and also a record $750 billion in deficit expenditures and related overhead that his office has incurred during the last 3 months.

It is anticipated that $7 trillion can be saved to the end of the President's term. "We believe this is a wise financial move. The cost savings are huge," stated Congressman Thomas Reynolds (R-WA). "We cannot remain competitive on the world stage with the current level of cash outlay," Reynolds noted.

Obama was informed by email this morning of his termination. Preparations for the job move have been underway for some time.

Gurvinder Singh, a tele-technician for Indus Teleservices, Mumbai India , will assume the office of President as of September 1, 2009. Mr. Singh was born in the United States while his Indian parents were vacationing at Niagara Falls, NY . Thus making him eligible for the position. He will receive a salary of $320 (USD) a month, but no health coverage or other benefits.

It is believed that Mr. Singh will be able to handle his job responsibilities without a support staff. Due to the time difference between the US and India , he will be working primarily at night. "Working nights will allow me to keep my day job at the Dell Computer call center," stated Mr. Singh in an exclusive interview.

"I am excited about this position. I always hoped I would be President."

A Congressional spokesperson noted that while Mr. Singh may not be fully aware of all the issues involved in the office of President, this should not be a problem as Obama had never been familiar with the issues either.

Mr. Singh will rely upon a script tree that will enable him to respond effectively to most topics of concern. Using these canned responses, he can address common concerns without having to understand the underlying issue at all. "We know these scripting tools work," stated the spokesperson.

"Obama has used them successfully for years, with the result that some people actually thought he knew what he was talking about."

Obama will receive health coverage, expenses, and salary until his final day of employment. Following a two-week waiting period, he will be eligible for $140 a week unemployment for 26 weeks. Unfortunately he will not be eligible for Medicaid, as his unemployment benefits will exceed the allowed limit.

Obama has been provided with the outplacement services of Manpower, Inc. to help him write a resume and prepare for his upcoming job transition. According to Manpower, Obama may have difficulties in securing a new position due to a lack of any successful work experience during his lifetime.

A greeter position at WalMart was suggested due to Obama's extensive experience at shaking hands, as well as his special smile.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

When Steam was king

Ken Elder down in Carthage, NC has quite a collection of steam and gasoline engines. Here are a few pix that I shot a couple of years ago at his show.

The first two are called "oil engines" since they ran on kerosene.

International Harvester "Titan"


Hart Parr, forerunner of Oliver


Now we get to the steam engines:

Avery Undermount


Geiser "Peerless" Z3, the biggest engine Geiser made. And they didn't make many of them.




Reeves in front, Nichols & Shepard behind




40-140 Rumley The figures are horsepower ratings. The first number is drawbar horsepower. The second is belt horsepower. And the ratings were figured differently then gasoline horsepower.




J.I. Case


Sawyer-Massey, a Canadian engine



The Westinghouse "upright". A vertical boiler engine.


And just to show that there's nothing new, here's a Lansing 4 wheel drive steam engine.


And last we have an A.D. Baker engine. The Baker engine was one of the most technologically advanced steam engines made.

How guv'ment works

It is a slow day in the East Texas town of Madisonville. It is raining, and the little town looks totally deserted. Times are tough, everybody is in debt and everybody lives on credit. On this particular day a rich tourist from the East is driving through town. He enters the only hotel in the sleepy town and lays a hundred dollar bill on the desk stating he wants to inspect the rooms upstairs in order to pick one to spend the night.

As soon as the man walks up the stairs, the hotel proprietor takes the hundred dollar bill and runs next door to pay his debt to the butcher.

The butcher takes the $100 and runs down the street to pay his debt to the pig farmer.

The pig farmer then takes the $100 and heads off to pay his debt to the supplier of feed and fuel.

The guy at the Farmer's Co-op takes the $100 and runs to pay his debt to the local prostitute who has also been facing hard times and has lately had to offer her "services" on credit.

The hooker runs to the hotel and pays off her debt with the $100 to the hotel proprietor paying for the rooms that she had rented when she brought clients to that establishment. The hotel proprietor then lays the $100 bill back on the counter so the rich traveler will not suspect anything.

At that moment the traveler from the East walks back down the stairs after inspecting the rooms. He picks up the $100 bill and states that the rooms are not satisfactory. Pockets the money and walks out the door and leaves town.

No one earned anything. However the whole town is now out of debt, and looks to the future with a lot of optimism. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how the United States Government is conducting business today.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

And it came to pass...

And it came to pass in the Age of Insanity that the people of the land called America , having lost their morals, their work initiative, and their will to defend their liberties, chose as their Supreme Leader that person known as "The One". He emerged from the vapors with a message that had no meaning; but He hypnotized the people telling them, "I am sent to save you. My lack of experience, my questionable ethics, my monstrous ego, and my association with evil doers are of no consequence. For I shall save you with Hope and Change. Go, therefore, and proclaim throughout the land that he who preceded me is evil, that he has defiled the nation, and that all he has built must be destroyed."

And the people rejoiced, for even though they knew not what "The One" would do, he had promised that he would bring change, and they proclaimed "Yes We Can".

And "The One" said "We live in the greatest country in the world. Help me change everything about it!"

And the people said, "Hallelujah!! Change is good!"

Then He said, "We are going to tax the rich fat-cats,"---- And the people said "Sock it to them!" "---- and "Redistribute their wealth."

And then He said, "Redistribution of wealth is good for everybody"

And the people said, "Show us the money!"

And Joe the plumber asked, "Are you kidding me? You're going to steal my money and give it to the deadbeats??"

And "The One" ridiculed and taunted him, and Joe's personal records were hacked, publicized, and ridiculed; though no crime could be found.

One lone reporter asked, "That shouldn't be, isn't that Marxist policy?"

And she was banished from the kingdom!

Then a citizen asked, "With no foreign relations experience and having zero military experience or knowledge, how will you deal with radical terrorists?"

And "The One" said, "Simple. I shall sit with them and talk kindly to them and show them how nice we really are; and they will forget that they ever wanted to kill us all!"

And the people said, "Hallelujah!! We are safe at last, and we can beat our weapons into free cars for the people!"

Then "The One" said, "I shall give 95% of you lower taxes."

And one, lone voice said, "But 40% of us don't pay ANY taxes."

So "The One" said, "Then I shall give you some of the taxes the fat-cats pay!"

And the people said, "Hallelujah!! Show us the money!"

Then "The One" said, "I shall tax your Capital Gains when you sell your homes!"

And the people yawned and the already slumping housing market fully collapsed.

And He said, "I shall mandate employer-funded health care for EVERY worker and raise the minimum wage, and lower the white collar wage. And I shall also give every person unlimited healthcare and medicine and even transportation to the free clinics."

And the people said, "Give me some of that!"

Then he said, "I shall penalize employers who ship jobs overseas."

And the people said, "Where's my rebate check?"

Then "The One" said, "I shall bankrupt the coal industry, and perhaps even the oil industry (Cap & Trade/Carbon Tax) and though electricity rates will skyrocket, we shall soon build wind farms and solar power stations and drive green cars that I shall mandate in Detroit!"

And the people said, "Coal is dirty, coal is evil, no more coal! But we don't care for that part about higher electric rates."

So "The One" said, "Not to worry. If your rebate ($10/week) isn't enough to cover your extra expenses ($3,000/year), we shall bail you out. Just sign up with ACORN and your troubles are over!" "Only the fat cats will have to pay."

Then He said, "Illegal immigrants feel scorned and slighted. Let's grant them amnesty, Social Security, free education, free lunches, free medical care, bi-lingual signs and guaranteed housing..."

And the people said, "Hallelujah!!" And they made him King!

And so it came to pass that employers, facing spiraling costs and ever-higher taxes, raised their prices and laid off workers; though they sold much less of their products. Others simply gave up and went out of business, and the economy sank like unto a rock dropped from a cliff. The banking industry was destroyed. Manufacturing slowed to a crawl. And more of the people were without a means of support.

So "The One" again blamed the prior administration, extended unemployment benefits to a year, bailed out his favorite banks, and then took over the banks and auto industries. "The One" said, "I am the "The One" - The Messiah - and I'm here to save you! We shall just print more money so the government will have enough!" "Surely one trillion dollars will make everyone happy." And immediately the Fed complied and the money presses roared.

And China reconsidered their one trillion dollars of loans to the US ,, and threatened to call in their debts. Other foreign trading partners said unto "The One", "Wait a minute. Your dollar is not worth a pile of camel dung! You will have to pay more.. for everything.. as your dollar becomes worth less."

And the people said, "Wait a minute.. That is unfair!!"

And the world said, "Neither are these other idiotic programs you have embraced. Lo, you have become a Socialist state and a second-rate power. What factories are not owned by your government are owned by us. Now you shall play by our rules!"

And "The One" said "Americans are arrogant, divisive, and derisive!" "We will listen."

And the people cried out, "Alas, alas!! What have we done?"

But yea verily, it was too late. The people eventually set upon "The One" and spat upon him and stoned him, and his name was dung. But the once mighty nation was no more; and the once proud people were without sustenance or shelter or hope. And the Change that "The One" had given them was as like unto a poison that had destroyed them from within, and like a whirlwind that consumed all that they had built.

And the people beat their chests in despair and cried out in anguish, "Give us back our nation and our pride and our hope!!"

But it was too late, and the once-glorious "Home of the Brave and Land of the Free" was no more..

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Down in the Valley

If you can call 8400 feet of altitude "down". I guess it's all relative...

Just got back to Carolina from a week in Colorado. Meant to get down to Santa Fe and meet up with Pauls, Labrat and Stingray but it didn't happen. I had a case of the "tired" the first of the week and we ended up sticking close to the ranch for the duration.

Anyway, a few pix:

Coming up Hard Scrabble canyon into the Valley you start to see the Sandre de Cristos in the distance.








And then you drop down into the Valley:


You come to Silver Cliff first and then Westcliffe. The towns run together and you really can't tell where one stops and the other starts unless you see the signs. Silver Cliff was the original mining town. Then the Denver & Rio Grande bought cheap land outside the town and established Westcliffe. Gradually all the business migrated to the rail head as the railroad had known they would. When the mines played out, Westcliffe became the dominate town and is now the county seat of Custer County.

And this is how the Sangre de Cristos (Blood of Christ) got their name. When the sun is just about to rise over the Wet Mountains, the Sangres turn pink.


And sometimes when the clouds are just right you get this kind of sunrise:








And conversely, this kind of sunset:




There has been enough rain in the Valley this spring so that the wild flowers are spectacular!








Now the last two aren't from this trip, but they show the Sangres in the winter.

First is Spread Eagle Peak:


And then Gibbs Peak:


Not a bad view out the back door, huh?

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Gothenburg, Reflections

Back in the US....back in the US....back in the USA!

Other than having to leave the hotel for the airport at 0-dark-30 (4:45am CET but made somewhat easier since I got a ride in a Volvo stretch limo!!!) the flights home were uneventful. The flight from G'burg to Munich took about 1.5 hours. I had a 3 hour layover in Munich; which was ample even considering that I had to go through German Immigration (interestingly the Germans stamped my passport each way while the Swedes did not at all). The flight to Charlotte took about 10 hours and fortunately I didn't have any trouble getting through US Immigration and Customs. Then I had a 2 hour drive to get to the house so Don was a tired puppy when he got home.

I am still amazed at the level of service that one gets on a trans-Atlantic flight; or the connecting flight from Munich to Gothenburg for that matter. Alcohol is free on the trans-Atlantic flights and Lufthansa does a very good job of making sure that you have what you want. The meals and snacks served were far superior to what the American public has come to expect on domestic flights as well. Even the "snack" served on the Munich to Gothenburg flight was a very nice sandwich as opposed to a tiny bag of some kind of high carb mix (Lufthansa give you this in preparation for the first round of drinks right after they get to cruising altitude on the trans-Atlantic flights) like we get in the states. My flight 10 years ago on KLM was the same way (we won't go into the disaster that the return flight on Northwest was). And the domestic airlines wonder why they are losing money...

Here are some final pix from the trip. And perhaps not what you'd think I'd be taking pix of. But I am an engineer and new/different things interest me so...

First are a couple of shots of the shower in the hotel room (there was a tub as well). Notice that the "shower curtain" is a curved piece of glass that pivots on the wall. You pull it out for use and push it back out of the way when you are through with the shower.



Standing in front of the spray from the nozzle you don't get a much water on the floor outside the "curtain" as I would have expected. You certainly could if you were messing around, but I didn't have any trouble with it.

Another interesting thing was the control valve for the water, both in the shower and the tub. If I ever build a house I'm going to try and source these. They may be available in the states but I've never seen them before.


The control knob on the left regulates the mount of water coming from the showerhead/faucet.


The control on the right regulates the temperature of the water. There is a preset temperature, but by pushing the red button you can turn the knob and set the temperature to your liking. Once that is done, all you do is turn the water on and off via the left control knob. There is no constant fiddling with the hot and cold controls to get the temperature right. I love it!


And one last thought related to our "airport security" (I guess I can tell this now that I'm home...): while I'd taken my prescription sunglasses with me, I grabbed a pair of clip-on sunglasses out of the console in the truck just in case something happened to the prescription pair. I had both pair in my carry-on backpack. Remember that...

Imagine my surprise when, after going thought security in Charlotte and again in Germany on the way over, I found a live .40 S&W hollow point round in the clip-on sunglasses case! I guess that it slipped into the case when I cleared the chamber as I was changing from hollow points to FMJ rounds in the XD40 and dumped the round into the console for loading back into the clip later. Aside from scaring the hell out of me, now I had the problem of what to do with the round. I'm not going to tell you how I solved the problem but someone, at some point in time, is in for a surprise (there was a piece of sculpture just down the Avenue from the hotel depicting a revolver with the barrel tied into a knot. It was titled "Nonviolence". King Gustav Adolph must be spinning in his grave...).

This just serves to point out that the American public has been fed a line by our Guv'ment in regard to air traffic security. The whole thing is basically a scam, as we are concentrating on things that probably aren't going to be tried again (shoe bombs, explosives in liquids) while what we really need to be doing is what Israel is doing: profiling. I can hear the wailing and gnashing of teeth from the Left now. But there will come a time when we're going to wish that we hadn't been so PC, mark my words...

Friday, May 8, 2009

Gothenburg, Day 7

6:18pm CET: Everyone seems to leaves work early on Friday so we were turned loose at 3:30. I'm trying to get packed and ready to fly out at 0-dark-30 in the morning. Can you say "Don's going to crash and burn when he gets home" boys and girls? I knew you could....

As I promised yesterday here are the pix I took from the church grounds up on the hill:







The water front.


Ferry coming into port. She's swinging around to back
into the dock. I think this is one of the ones that
goes across to Denmark.






Gothenburg used to be a major ship building facility,
but as my Swedish friends say "Not so much any more."
It is still a major port, as you see a lot of truck
traffic hauling containers.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Gothenburg, Day 6

6:00 am CET: cloudy again this morning and it looks like it rained during the night. Typical "Gothenburg weather" according to the Swedes.

I'm supposed to tour the Volvo truck plant this morning. Don't know if they will allow cameras in the plant, but I'll try and get some pix if possible.

Update: didn't get any pix at the truck plant but we went up to a church high above the city after work and I got a bunch from there. I'll post them tomorrow because I left the card reader at work....

Gothenburg, Day 5

Up earlier then the last two days this morning, since my colleague needed to be in the office an hour earlier today. Meetings most of the day but this afternoon several of us went to the Volvo Museum and looked around a bit. It's a neat place with a bunch of concept vehicles in it.

The office.


Some of the vehicles in the museum:






Kinda looks like a Chrysler Airflow...


P1800ES, the sport wagon version of the P1800


Simon Templar's (The Saint) P1800


Concept vehicles


Concept vehicle for the C30


Concept vehicle for the XC90


A look at the truck gallery from above


Yes Volvo made tractors too


The Titan, one of the longest produced of Volvo's truck models


European cab-over tractors. And after seeing some of the windy, narrow streets in Gothenburg I can understand why they use cab-overs.


Latest version of the FH16


Interior of the cab-over