I recently found a picture of my dad leaning up against his 1947 Oldsmobile 98 Custom Cruiser 2-door, and... man. I love that shape.
When I get the scanner working, I'll put that picture up. For now:
Ditto. I felt brain cells dying every minute. I couldn't stand "Jersey Shore" past the second commercial break.
And these people are "celebrities" and >gack< role models now?
Except in this case, it looks like it was (1) mechanical failure -- a part came off the tail assembly of the plane, and (2) the very skilled pilot was able to keep the plane from flying straight into the grandstands -- he hit some boxed seats, but kept the plane from going farther out.
I can't recommend Navy Flake highly enough. My preferred brand is Orlick's Golden Sliced (navy flake), but MacBaren's Navy FLake and Peter Stokeby's Navy Flake taste exactly the same to me. They're all wonderful.
My first pipe, back in 79 or so, was Captain Black Gold. I still have a fond spot...
Tell me about it.
A good friend from my college days told a story about his great-great grandfather, who had been one of the minor functionaries on Townsend Harris' diplomatic mission to Japan in the 1860s. The man developed an interest in tsuba -- pierce-work iron sword guards -- and...
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