Saturday, April 03, 2021

whoa... this is cool

this isn't the first boat I've posted with a car body, but I can't remember how long ago that was... so, enjoy how weird it is to see a '36 Chevy body used as the cabin for a boat

Percy Hunt of Buffalo, New York was a large Chevrolet dealer, and had this beautiful mahogany boat with the body and running gear of a 1936 Chevy serving as the cabin and wheelhouse. The boat’s name? Chevy Chase, of course. Appropriate for a guy who sold Chevrolets and had a last name of Hunt.

photos from 1961/1962 of the Sno-Cat 843 which was designed to fit in a C-130. The "Rolli-Trailer" carried fuel in the tires.

The photo with mountains in the background was taken near the Merrick Mountains named by the US-ACAN for Conrad G. Merrick, USGS topographic engineer with the Antarctic Peninsula Traverse Party, 1961–1962, who participated in the survey of these mountains. 

He was Dan's dad!

 thank you Dan!

the only guy I have ever heard of that has a mountain range named after him. 

He was the navigator/topographer on the 1961-1962 Antarctic Peninsula Traverse, and he used a theodolite for star shots in order to determine position.

see more photos and read a lot more about it, at:

remarkably good recovery

they were either fishing for Stingray in Philadelphia, or, they were baiting the hook for Barracuda

if harming or hurting a police dog is reason for police to assault a citizen, and arrest them, and jail them based on some idiots notion that the dog working for the police is a cop, then why don't cops who harm their police dog get arrested by their fellow cops? Warning, this first video will upset you a lot. About as much as police upset me by ignoring this police abusing this dog

Salisbury North Carolina Police Officer James Hampton tendered his resignation after the department recommended him for termination following an external investigation, police said in March 2021. Hampton was allowed to resign following a due process hearing, according to department policy.

“Officer James Hampton was K-9 Zuul’s handler, and was the officer depicted in the video engaging in inappropriate discipline of Zuul,” Salisbury police said in the press release about the Oct 2020 event. “The police department’s review determined that Officer Hampton had acted in a manner entirely inconsistent with his K-9 training and had violated police department policy.”

Salisbury is about 45 minutes northeast of Charlotte on I-85. Its police department employs 81 people, including 72 sworn officers.

The department first came under fire in early March, when Fox 46 published a nearly one-minute video that appeared to show an officer lift a police dog in training by his leash, slam him into the side of a patrol car and hit him.

Hampton is seen exiting a police SUV with a back door open. As he walked away, the dog leaped from the open door and tried to follow. Hampton can then be heard yelling, and the dog appeared to immediately lie down.

Hampton walked toward the dog — later identified as Zuul — and put his leash on. The video then shows him lifting Zuul up by the leash and swinging him around his back as he returned to the SUV.

“We’re good, no witnesses,” someone in the video can be heard saying.

Zuul was then slammed into the side of the vehicle with a thud before being shoved back inside, the video shows. Hampton appeared to yell “stay” before lifting a hand and hitting the K-9.

Hampton joined the police department in 2013 and became a K-9 officer in 2015.

P.O. Box 479
Salisbury, NC 28145
(704) 638-5270

So, all the protests about police brutality accomplished nothing. 

That dog deserves better, and so do the citizens of the USA, because police are like that everywhere, and treat citizens, just like that. George Floyd for example.

What's more, there were two witnesses, and neither did a fucking thing to stop this asshole from hurting that nonviolent, obeying, quiet, dog from being hurt by this asshole cop. They aided and abetted the assault of a police dog, and since police will fucking kill you for hurting a police dog, by telling the non police of this country that their dog is an officer, that equals aiding and abetting the assault of a cop. 

That's a felony. 

But the useless police chief of Salisbury North Carolina, and region 5 director of North Carolina's Association of Police Chiefs, Jerry Stokes, didn't have the backbone to arrest this asshole, James Hampton. Didn't fire him either. 

They advised him to resign. I think that means this utterly vile former cop, gets a pension from the taxpayers. He also can, and likely will, go work for another police department.

One more time, law enforcement is a gang, culpable for the actions of the other police who commit crimes, simply because they do not arrest the police who commit crimes, and break laws. 

skip to 1:23

thank you Frances McDormand

here are the two useless colostomy bags in charge of this police department

If that dog attacked Hampton, they would have killed it. So... how's it logical that Hampton gets to resign, get hired by other police departments, and gets to own dogs in the future? ? 

here's a photo of Hampton

the only person I can think of as the perfect candidate for the Princess Bride decapitation; 

The first thing you lose will be your feet. Below the ankle. You will have stumps available to use within six months. Then your hands, at the wrists. They heal somewhat quicker. Five months is a fair average. Next your nose. No smell of dawn for you. Followed by your tongue. Deeply cut away. Not even a stump left. And then your left eye—"

And then my right eye, and then my ears, and shall we get on with it?" the Prince said.
Wrong!" Westley’s voice rang across the room. "Your ears you keep, so that every shriek of every child shall be yours to cherish—every babe that weeps in fear at your approach, every woman that cries 'Dear God, what is that thing?' will reverberate forever with your perfect ears.”

dang! This is good!

I bet he had a bottle of sex panther

That sure does look like Paul Rudd in Anchorman

this sign shows that any speed you want to drive, is legal, for a fee.

a Harley three wheeler with a carousel horse on the back for a 1950s American Legion parade.

So long ago that Hot Rod doesn't even cover El Mirage racing anymore, and no one can afford that roadster on a high school diploma job

I figure if that exact car were for sale, today, in exactly the condition it was in the day it was photographed here, it would be over 50,000 dollars. Probably closer to 80, simply because the very rich collectors are always snapping them up for private collections for a while before they flip them to sell at an even higher price.

Dec 1965 is the date stamp on the photo

Banners I made in March, haven't used yet, and probably won't because they aren't as satisfying as what I will be using

Friday, April 02, 2021

showing some love for the neon lights, on St Louis' Grand Ave, that was well photographed in 1944

the theater district on Grand Avenue. Photograph by Russell Froelich, 1944.

Bart Simpsonson had to tell me something. So, I had to reply,

He used the comment section to leave this tidbit:

Love this website, but I will go out on a limb here and say that I see NO floor jacks, but there are a lot of bottle jacks and likely other types as well. But NO floor jacks. Yes, they are on the floor and that is as close as it gets. No criticism here....

 thanks for the appreciation! 

 How long have you been enjoying the blog? 

 Then do me the small favor of answering me this, did you have to search long for something to nitpick?

 I've posted about 46,600 posts, so far, and there are many things to nit pick.

 So don't do that again.

 I'm not asking, I'm telling you. 

Do not nit pick. 

 I don't show up to your happy place and fuck your joy all up, do I? Have I? No. 

 I make a happy little thing, by myself, mostly for me, but some for a lot of other people, like Steve, RLK, The Mr Shinagami, JSFury, Nick, Tony, Dennis, Billy, NZCarnerd, Kim, Gary, Bob, Chuck, Burkey, Marc B, GreggBC, Autoclandestino, Shas, Timinator, turdherder, Lukypunchy, Pip Bip, Robert, Cactiki, and others 

And when you nit pick, it kills the happy feeling I get doing this just a bit more than the fucked up day I just dealt with while waiting to get home and look over this and post some more fun stuff. 

 You do this shit again, and I will stop, and turn this fucking bus around. 

 I don't need you to do anything but avoid pissing me off. 


YOU don't need to compliment me, you don't need to discuss interesting stuff, tip me to cool stuff to share, or add info to make things better informed.

 Just enjoy the fucking ride, and leave me the fuck be while I do a nice god damn thing. 

You think I am unaware of the correct term, of a floor jack, bottle jack, scissor jack, floor stand, jack stand, bumper jack, or brother Jack? 



 Just sit there, look at the pretty pictures, and bite your fucking tongue if I don't get it right. 

 I'm a whole lot better, when not interrupted because you need attention brought to a mistake I've made because I was god damned tired, but still trying to find one more cool thing to share.

 Listen, do you hear that? That's what the big empty sounds like when there is no one making nice things for other people to enjoy. 

Did you make something for the rest of us to share? Something we could enjoy? A thing that made us laugh, smile, admire, get interested in, learn from, or about? 

Or did you kick the fucking crutch out from under my fucking arm?

 Don't be the miserable piece of shit that floats in the pool, wrecking everyone's favorite place to drift along, enjoying the view.

 Maybe, you've got something, that you like, that you do, that other people enjoy.

 Maybe you don't. 

But when you are enjoying it, does some dog walk over, and piss on the tire?

 Does that prompt you to look around for something to piss on? 

 Then go away if you're ever again overcome with the need to leave your puddle of piss on my floor because you can't hike your leg up high enough to hit that tire.

In 1918, a road was needed from the village of Tolsta to the nearby fishing area at Garry Beach, on the Outer Hebrides of Isle of Lewis, Scotland, but after the bridge was built, by hand mixing the concrete, the terrain and the harsh weather made building a road impossible. Result? Bridge without a road to the destination