Friday, January 18, 2008

Cool Cars and Bad Dreams

This is a scene from the movie Bullitt. Steve McQueen being badass. He did all of his own driving in the movie's major chase sequence. Above is a picture of him peeling out in reverse. Like I said BADASS.

Well on Thursday I went to Bell Ford to make an appointment to get my car fixed. They need to fix a leak in the trunk (Manufacturer error), a small handle that you use to lean the driverseat forward so you can get in the backseat, and a small box of some electronics that fell out from under the dash when I spun out about a month ago. These things make the car sound like it's a piece of shit, but I assure you that it is not.

Anyway I was made an appointment for next Thursday and then I went on a walk through the showroom, which I love. Then I went over to the parts area or whatever it's called and checked on prices for racing stripes, a satellite/ipod radio, the cold air intake, and different hoods. When I was done getting prices, I then headed back to my car on the other side of the lot. As I passed the front of the showroom, I was stopped by a salesman. Now usually I just say, "I have mustang being worked on." They say, "Ok." But not this guy.

I explained that I did have a Mustang GT already and that I was just looking at the other Mustangs. He then said, "Well, you need to look at this." He pointed up the little steps to THIS........

The 2008 Mustang Bullitt Edition. It's been 40 years since the movie Bullitt. The 1968 Mustang Fastback has been redone. If you notice there is no Mustang emblem on the front grill. That is because there wasn't one in the movie either. The salesman became totally stereotypical on me. He started pushing the sale of the car. He said, "Do you notice there are no emblems on this car?" I said, "Yes I know." He said, "Come here." I followed him around the back and he pointed out the Bullitt cap on the back. It is like my GT cap but it says Bullitt on it. He then went to the driver's side door and opened it. "Get in.", he said. I said, "No that's ok." He said, "Go ahead." I got in it. It was a totally black interior. He pointed out that it says Bullitt on the steering wheel. It had leather seats in it, which I liked. He then told me about the wheels being darker also. I said, "Oh yeah, I forgot." I jumped out to look. It was nice. He said, "Why don't you trade yours in and get this?" I said, "I just barely got mine the day before Thanksgiving." He said, "People buy and sell all the time." "I know," I said, "I can barely afford mine." He then asked, "How much are your payments?" I said, "430." He said, "Well let's check the sticker and see how much this is." We walked over to the passenger side of the car. He said, "Let's see, it's 40,000, can you do 700 a month." HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, I thought, and said, "No I can't" He then said something that I have only heard in movies and tv, "You know who I see in this car? Not an old man, not someone who is going through a midlife crisis, but I see YOU in this car." I laughed and said, "That would be nice, but it won't happen." He said, "It could." I said, "If I want to live in it and eat my meals out of garbage cans." That was when he finally stopped and went inside to give me his card. Crazy. Cool car though. There are a couple of problems though. It doesn't have a rear spoiler, but the one from the movie didn't either. The color is kind of cool, but kind of not. It isn't Gina.

There's a song that I downloaded from itunes, it's called Gina by Johnny Mathis.

Gina, Gina, I kissed you once and then
I felt so wonderful, so very wonderful
Let's do it over again

Gina (Gina), Gina (Gina), I can't remember when
I've ever felt a kiss that made me feel like this
Let's do it over again

Look at you, oh, look at you
So warm, so sweet, so shy
Look at me, oh, look at me
I can't believe that I'm such a lucky guy

To have Gina, Gina all for my very own
It's much too wonderful, so very wonderful
To know that Gina is mine alone

Oh, look at you, oh, look at you
So warm, so sweet, so shy
Look at me, oh, look at me
I can't believe that I'm such a lucky guy

To have Gina (Gina), Gina (Gina) all for my very own
It's much too wonderful, so very wonderful
To know that Gina is mine (Gina is mine)
Gina is mine alone

Now I know that you are all saying how gay that is that I have a song for my car. I don't know how to explain it other than I have never had a car that I bought for myself. I love my car. I've had several pieces of shit and this is my first car that I picked out myself.

I appologize to all of you. I am sure that you are sick of hearing about my car and I am sorry.

I can't believe that I'm such a lucky guy
To have Gina (Gina), Gina (Gina) all for my very own

Oh and I almost forgot. I had a really bad dream the other night.

I had a dream that I was in the snow. I was being chased by a Predator. Like the one from the movies. I was running and I tripped and fell in a pile of snow. Now the Predator uses heat vision to find his prey. I was in the snow and started thinking that I was cold and that he wouldn't be able to see me. I was on my back and had my eyes closed tight. I was hoping that he couldn't see me. I felt him standing on me. I waited and he didn't move. I slowly opened my eyes looked through the slits. That's when I saw him cloaked (like above) standing almost on my face. He raised his speer, roared, and then stabbed me in the chest. I woke up and had never been that scared in a long time. I then felt my neck because I could tell that my heart was beating like crazy. It was beating faster than I've ever felt it before. Freaky.

That is all. Thanks for reading.

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Good times

Here I go again. I can't explain how cool my car is. Everyday I love it. Everytime that I walk to it, get in it, and turn it on it makes me smile. The picture above is a Shelby Cobra Mustang GT 500 next to a Mustang GT. I love my car, but I do love the looks of the one on the left a little more. It is 500 horsepower and mine is 300 horsepower. Oh well. I am seriously thinking about putting cold air intake on mine and making it 320 horsepower. Plus I would like to change the hood if I did that. The big question is will my car sound as good as it does now if I change the intake and outtake? Who knows. I want to do something a little more personalized on my car. I still need to put satellite radio in it. Unsure about stripes just yet. I took some pictures with Kris's camera, and I will put those up maybe tonight. Enough about my car right now.

Work is going well. I have worked myself out of the schedule and am now working on not having to take so many calls. It is working really well. I am in charge of John and he takes all the calls at night. I love that I enjoy what I do and I get paid 18.50 to do it. Way cool. It's payday today, and that's a good thing also. I am now going to watch 3:10 to Yuma and then go to bed. I have a meeting tomorrow at 2pm. Everyone have a good day.

To Diva,
GREENBAY WON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Rock on.


Saturday, January 05, 2008

You Don't Care About That, Do You?

Back in the day. When my family was a family. My mom and dad would order HBO or pay perview to watch fights. I had never watched boxing before, so I was excited. My grandparents would come over from next door, and maybe the neighbors. It was right when Mike Tyson was becoming great. We watched all of his early fights. We even watched the Sugar Ray Leonard/Marvin Hagler fight. That fight sucked, all they did was dance around. But Mike Tyson, he was great in his day. Before he got married and then divorced, he was awesome.

When I used to watch these fights I would tell my dad how great Mike Tyson was. Now my dad grew up watching Muhammad Ali and he would tell me that Ali was the Greatest. I had heard of Ali, but I had never seen him fight or knew much about him. For years my dad would tell me how great he was. One day while I'm managing the video store, I rent a 6 hour documentary on Muhammad Ali. I watched the whole thing in 1 or 2 days. That's when I found out.........

HE IS THE GREATEST OF ALL TIME! The above picture is of his first professional fight that he won in the first minute of the first round. Too cool. The picture above is also a poster in a frame that my dad is going to buy me for my belated Christmas present. So ever since I watched Mike Tyson back in the day, I have always liked boxing. Now I may not know who is the current Heavyweight Champion, and I may not know tons of names, but I like it just the same.

Now back in the day I would be at my grandma and grandpa's house and my grandpa would be watching football. I started watching it with him and started to learn the game. Back then I had my favorite teams; The Dallas Cowboys, and the Chicago Bears. Something that I always remember is watching Monday night football with my grandfather. The time of night, and just the relaxing feeling of having just eaten dinner and now watching a football game. When ever I watch a game on t.v. at night I always remember those times at my grandparents house. I still like football. In fact, I can tollerate any sporting event except Baseball. I HATE BASEBALL. I of course would love to watch a game and be like all the other alpha males and spout out statistics like RBIs and rookie seasons, but I'm not. Same thing that I have with Boxing, I also have with Football. I don't know all the names of the players or who did what during what year. I also don't know who is AFC and who is NFC. I just like watching the game. I pick the lesser of two evils and root for that team. I really like Greenbay, but that is only because of Favre. Without him I don't know if they will be as good. There are two games on tomorrow and I am going to watch them. It is finally a weekend that I am off and I am going to get to watch some football. I usually only get to check the scores every once in awhile on a tv where I am working.

The whole point of this blog is to prove to people that like a Transformer there is more to me than meets the eye. I don't want to go play these sports, although I almost took up boxing when I was manager of the video store. I just enjoy watching them.

Kris makes fun of me because I don't make announcements or have never talked about boxing or football. The truth of the matter is that when I want to watch that at her house she tells me that she is not going to watch that. That is understandable. Also she likes to bust my balls and say that I like sweaty men in shorts who beat eachother up. She makes me laugh.

Just thought I'd write something, because I haven't written for awhile.

I still fucking love my car.
I have filled the schedule and have not had to work very much.
I am loving my station in life right now.
I am happy.
I have friends that I love deeply and they love me.
I love my fucking car.


Have a good day everyone. Best wishes to you all.