Fool me twice…

I love a good 1978 Mercury Cougar XR7. I also know, having learned the hard, demoralizing and expensive way, that survivor cars are best when they belong to someone else, and you can just shoot or drive them on occasion.  Basically ownership, without the expense. So, I will have to pass on this fabulous opportunity.

Spied on the Street: Fight the Power

Not to be a jerk, but weren’t the 1960s over by 1986? Were the Black Panthers still a thing? Have they re-become a thing in the intervening 26 (yikes) years and we just missed the memo?  I only ask because just look at this thing.  It started out looking like this: Then, the spray cans…

At the sign of the cat

You will find malaise, sweet, tasty malaise. Wonder bread and miracle whip and bologna. Air Supply. “CHiPs.” Leisure suits and Hagar and Herb Tarlek.