Investment or cabin site, you can't go wrong!

These lots are amazing . . . . . . great area of N.C. too, just outside of Blowing Rock and Boone . . . . minutes away from Lineville Gorge, Grandfather Mountain, the New River (ironically the oldest river in the U.S.) Appalachian skiing and Appalachian University.

Let me know if you have any questions!

The realtor handling the sales is Bob Novacek at Blowing Rock Properties, 800-849-0147.

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Myspace

Hmmmmm. Something funky went on with myspace and it would seem I have been highjacked.

If you have received an email from me about some myspace nonsense, it is invalid.

I deleted my account to nip the problems in the bud. I doubt I will reopen a new account . . . . all of my friends know how to get hold of me.

East Coast Boating Fun

He-is-so-smart!

"It's raining VERMIN, hallelujah, It's raining vermin!"

Those kooky Germans . . . .

Those kooky Australians . . . .

I went off road yesterday. And got stuck.

I am happy to report that I won the poker game on Tuesday, which almost makes up for NOT WINNING A SINGLE HAND last week.

The FedEx guy should be here at any moment with some off-road lights for the Jeep. Nothing really special, but I am excited non-the-less. There will also be a fluid reservoir bottle that I am going to adapt to be a brake fluid reservoir for the Deuce that will be positioned in an easier to reach location.

And in today's news:

The key quote in this article is "The tests are designed to be incredibly difficult and TSA does anticipate a fair level of failure." Hopefully the terrorists will be less tricky.

Badger . . . Badger . . . Badger!

Poker on Tuesdays

Don't forget the usual suspects play poker at Gaspar's Grotto on 7th Ave most Tuesday evenings.

Let me know if you need more info. Happy hour and BS session starts at 6:30, game - on at 7:30ish.

Baah-Whoooosh! Crocodiles, The Virgin Mary and a "Happy Ending."

This is one of those articles where each time you read it, it gets better and better.

Independence Day

Old Glory was flown over the cab of the deuce, a group of friends loaded in the back, and we rolled in the Temple Terrace parade as 20 Jeeps followed close behind.

Here are some pictures . . . .

Happy 4th!

Have a happy 4th everyone.

Enjoy some fireworks (safely) whether real or artificial!

Fenders: Finished

After lots of masking, I completed the fenders this weekend. The black "paint" is actually a textured substance similar to spay-in truck bed liner.

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North Carolina

Have a nice weekend, everyone!

I was wondering what I was going to do this weekend . . . . . . .



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So . . . . kickball. Drunken kickball. Drunken kickball in costumes.

That was something. Dixie was quite the hottie in her nurse outfit . . . . . I sported a kilt.

Some of the rules of the game:

You must kick with you non-dominate foot.
You must have a beer in your dominate hand.
You must start at home plate with a full beer.
Beer must be empty by the time you return home.
Any idle time spent on 3rd base shall be passed by dancing.
If you stop dancing on 3rd base you must take a shot of Mad Dog 20/20.

There were many more rules of the game. And it was like 168F on the field. Dixie played the entire game . . . . I played about 30 seconds. Way too complex.

After the game, it was off to MacDintons. We were supposed to continue on to a luau on the beach . . . . but that did not happen.

Video of the fun turned up on the MJ morning show . . . . if you look carefully you can see Nurse Dixie in the candy stripes standing next to the pitcher.

My armor plating project is complete! Although I do think I am going to paint the flat flares black.

It is 5/16" cold rolled steel with DOM tube reinforced edges. No more plastic bits for me!

Bring it on!

Now that is marketing!

Thanks to Paul S. for sharing this little nugget:

All of these are legitimate companies that didn't spend quite enough time considering how their online names might appear ...
and be misread.



"Who Represents" is where you can find the name of the agent that represents any celebrity.
Their web site is http://www.whorepresents.com/


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Looking for a pen? Look no further than Pen Island at http://www.penisland.net/


4. Need a therapist? Try Therapist Finder at http://www.therapistfinder.com/


5. There's the Italian Power Generator company, http://www.powergenitalia.com/


6. And don't forget the Mole Station Native Nursery in New South Wales, http://www.molestationnursery.com/


7. If you're looking for IP computer software, there's always http://www.ipanywhere.com/


8. The First Cumming Methodist Church Web site is www.cummingfirst.com

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http://apnews.myway.com/article/20070621/D8PTEPE01.html


OK now that we have covered that . . . . . .

Quick update:

The new armour plating on the Jeep is complete, except I am going to to make Maaco touch up a couple spots that they missed. Pictures as soon as I can remember to get both my Jeep and camera in close proximity.

The "brain" of my Jeep is currently sitting on a workbench in Wisconsin . . . . being upgraded. The Jeep still runs w/o it, but the suspension system is static.

Spent 4-5 days in N.C. It was a working trip .. . . but I did find the time to teach the nephews how to play Texas Hold 'em.

It would seem I am playing some sort of Kickball drinking game tomorrow. I sure there will be a follow up story there.

Cherrio - have a good weekend everyone!

Fend for yourself!

I am not sure if I mentioned this earlier . . . . but I had a little mishap on the trail with the Tonka toy Jeep. It seems that trees in Zephyrhills have the uncanny ability to shift their trunks 2 or 3 feet laterally at will. Who knew? Must be that Z-Hills water.





So I decided that I would replace the flimsy fenders with something a bit more beefy.

Like this:



This process is on-going, but is nearing completion. The fenders have been made, shipped and mocked-mounted to my Jeep. They are now in the paint booth.

Meanwhile, as I am at the fuel station

So I am at the corner of Florida and Fletcher fueling up the CJ . . . . . .



Me: (grumble, stupid gas prices, grumble)

A voice comes from the other side of the pump. Let's call her Bambi.

Bambi: How am I supposed to know? Excuse me sir-

I peer around the pump to find a 30ish blond lass bedecked in designer spandex fueling an Z4, no doubt en-route to a gym with big mirrors and windows.

Me: Hello, yes?

Bambi: Do you live around here?

Me: Yes, I do. *Chuckle* Are you lost, little girl?

Bambi: *giggles* No, but the gas pump is asking me to put in the zip code, and I have no idea what the zip code is here because I live in SoHo.

I pause as these words settle into the ototory regions of my grey matter.

Me: Uh . . . . *suppresses laughter* I am pretty sure it is asking for YOUR zip code, you know to make sure your card is valid.

Bambi: That's silly, my signature is right on the back.

Me: Yes, . . . . . that is, indeed, as you say, silly.