Burlesque dancers: just because you have bangs it doesn’t make you not a stripper.
In 1990, the Korean family who owned Just Donuts took an interest in the ride. According to Keiley, the owner asked one Saturday if the cyclist could ride 100 miles. Keiley said yes. The owner then asked if he could ride 100 miles every day for 10 days. Keiley answered yes again. Finally, the owner asked if Keiley wanted to race in the Tour of Korea as the owner’s community had an invitation
—Great Article, reflecting on why cycling is such a noble sport.
“The “Tankers are Loonie” Project (2009) was intended to raise public awareness about Enbridge’s Northern Gateway, which will see twin pipelines connecting Alberta’s oil sands to Kitimat, BC. Tankers would then carry the oil through sensitive coastal waters on route to Asia. The Loonie project consists of tiny decals that alter the appearance of the Canadian dollar coin to look like an oil spill. Dogwood Initiative initially distributed 200,000 of these oil slick decals – a relatively tiny number – but thanks to threats of legal action by the Royal Canadian Mint (for defacing currency), this project has already reached millions. Not surprisingly, the Mint’s cease and desist letter was followed by a storm of media attention. Capitalizing on this momentum, Dogwood has actually ramped up the project, producing an additional 250,000 decals and hosting dozens of well publicized events to promote their cause.”
We’ve been talking all afternoon about sustainable development. To get the masses out of poverty.
"But what are we thinking? Do we want the model of development and consumption of the rich countries? I ask you now: what would happen to this planet if Indians would have the same proportion of cars per household than Germans? How much oxygen would we have left?
"Does this planet have enough resources so seven or eight billion can have the same level of consumption and waste that today is seen in rich societies? It is this level of hyper-consumption that is harming our planet."
—Regardless of your political views, Jose Mujica (President of Uruguay http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-20243493) speaks the truth.
si. claro que si.
I remember going into downtown Chicago not thinking it would be such a cool looking city. I was impressed I would find something so architecturally impressive in the midwest. What a cool city, AND the birthplace of house music.
I rarely speak of my car, we have a love/hate relationship.
I love it because it’s fun to drive, 174 hp, was cheap, I can park it mostly anywhere (more on this later). I love it because I got a 167 kph speeding ticket when I think I was previously doing a lot more (I know how much I was doing). I love it because I can fit all my bikes in the back. I love it because it’s comfortable, it heats in the winter like you wouldn’t believe, it’s also a heat bag car where I get followed by cops regularly. I love it because I have wanted this model car with this engine since I was 17. I love it because the potential of putting a big turbo and ASD and kicking the BHP to 289 allowing me to kick a lot of Corvette ass is a dream that I know will never come true but sometimes makes me smile. I love it because when you rev it past 6,000 it makes this beautiful dirty sound that can and will make you smile. It keeps up with the big boys and I know how to handle it, in fact it handles a lot better than any other car I’ve owned (which albeit have all been Jeeps).
I also hate my car and I know my car hates me. It hates that I drive like like I am playing GTA or Need for Speed every time I am late to work in the mornings (when I don’t ride to work). I know it hates it when I drive it like a Jeep. It’s secretly jealous that I cut my teeth on a American engineered I-6. It’s German made pride will let me do the Jeep like things that I want from it, but then will remind me that it’s not a Jeep when it gets stuck, breaks a transmission or demands something to be replaced. I hate it because although I like my mechanic, I know that the thousands of dollars I’ve spent on this car has helped him buy cool shit. I would have bought Uranium mine stocks in a tax sheltered investment instead. No. No Uranium stocks for me, just a 12 year old lowered black 2 door heat bag fun driving machine that puts a smile on my face every time I see it parked, and every time I drive it fast.
Speaking of lowered…
I live in snowy shores of the North Pole, and a car that is inches of the ground is not practical. I have been tucking wheel for about 6 months, I have rear camber going, I must be careful when driving (which I am), but it has gotten a bit frustrating. The car kind of looks like one of the Mario Bullets that spit out of Bowsers castle. This is a cool look, if I lived in California or Florida, but not here. Alas, the GTI is going up today, still on sport suspension but hopefully I won’t beach myself like a whale every time I go into a snowy parking lot and need to call all my friends to re-live some of my younger years of towing vehicles out of messes they shouldn’t have gotten into in the first place.
So all in all I guess this is a bit of an ode to the teenage version of my car, and a welcoming of a more practical future. I think it also hates me because it knows I have been cheating on it, regularly looking at the classifieds for: Landcruisers, Audi Quattro Wagons, even Mitsubishi Pajeros! What it doesn’t know is that I look forward to celebrating it’s 300,000 km anniversary together. Maybe I’ll take it Portland.
PS. If you’re looking at getting a lowered car please do not hesitate to ask me for advice, I have learned lots over the years!