Saturday, March 25, 2023

skip the first 14 minutes while natural selection thins the herd of those who don't know how to race, and carts that couldn't (half the entries). Only 5 carts even made it to the last lap of the 20 that started

great trojan horse in this commercial

coffee and donut video! A Tonka VW restoration

the most impressive company at Conexpo 23 was a tie between Caterpillar and Bobcat, they both had extensive commitment to attendees, but Bobcat had more fun interactive things for attendees

the video screen was playing interesting marketing interviews with customers and how their businesses benefitted from using Bobcat products, but that wasn't as impressive as the commitment to get attendees involved in communicating with Bobcat:

photo op wall, with the display boards to the right

corresponding to this brilliant marketing idea of getting attendees to self identify as one of these categories, and when pushing the button, the display had a definition for each term, they were making me laugh

I think you'll agree, their marketing PR people are damn clever

if you've been to a convention you're familiar with the badge holders and how it's common for clever companies to give or sell you silk or satin ribbons that have adhesive on them so the colored ribbon hangs below your badge... and once you've selected your category/tribe/identity as an Innovator, Ground Breaker, Maker, Game Changer, Rule Breaker, Dreamer, or Doer... you could have one of the ribbons for your badge holder - and of course, choose the right sign to hold for your photo op wall picture

Hollywood actor/celeb Josh Duhamel 

the Bobcat booth was enormous, and had free coffee

and the had the Bobcat video game Groundbreaker that awards points for accomplishing construction work with a forklift, skidsteer, or loader

move stuff, avoid obstacles, etc

Bobcat originated with a request by a turkey farmer to the Keller Bothers, to make a piece of loader equipment for him that would be light enough to operate on his 2nd story floor in his barn, what they made, was the original skidsteer loader

Happy BurtDay!

few work trucks either stay this nice, or get restored

even fewer in snowy areas

the 1970 Darlington Southern 500, skip to the 8:15 mark

Friday, March 24, 2023

Australia-based company is sending low-cost drones made out of cardboard to Ukrainian forces.

The Corvo Precision Payload Delivery System (PPDS) drones come flat-packed and can launch, fly up to 75 miles, and land by themselves.

The ‘Corvo’ can still fly without the need for an operator. Although it uses GPS guidance, the drone’s control software is also able to guide it in the absence of the satellite system. This means that the equipment can perform missions even under conditions of complete electronic interference.

Stadium trucks are a hoot to watch

there were some good ideas

filling in all the empty spaces with balls that would float? Good idea. Balls filled with a gas that would extinguish fires? Good idea. 

And some not so good idea

It's been a while since I've learned of Goldbeaters' Skins

a Curtiss Cessna connection

today's Google doodle celebrates Kitty O'Niel

O’Neil was born on this day in 1946 to a Cherokee Native American mother and Irish father in Corpus Christi, Texas. 

O’Neil began experimenting with high-speed sports like water skiing and motorcycle racing. A true action-lover, she also performed dangerous acts such as falling from daunting heights while set on fire and jumping from helicopters. 

In the late 70s, she made it onto the big screen as a stunt double for films and TV series including The Bionic Woman (1976), Wonder Woman (1977-1979), and The Blues Brothers (1980). .

In 1976, O’Neil was crowned “the fastest woman alive” after zooming across the Alvord Desert at 512.76 miles per hour! She drove a rocket-powered car called the Motivator and surpassed the previous women’s land-speed record by almost 200 mph. 

Once she broke the women’s record by a landslide, it became evident that she could likely beat the men’s mark too. Unfortunately, her sponsors did not allow her to break the overall record as it threatened the status quo — they wanted to reserve the feat for a male driver.

Thursday, March 23, 2023

passed down in the family since 1935

When vanity plates were first introduced in Ohio, their grandfather went to the BMV and requested to have the lowest number, which just so happened to be 7, followed by the letters MV, for McVay— his wife's maiden name.

When he passed, his oldest son was gifted the plates, and when he passed, his was next in line to sport 7 MV.

Just before he passed he requested one thing: That the family keep the tradition of passing the plate on to another family member.

I wish I'd seen what this game was, but I came by the booth after they closed for the day

CONEXPO attendees competed to fill out a detailed time card in under two minutes. In addition to hours worked, they filled out the diary, quantities, and even jobsite photos.

effective way to clean tar off construction equipment, with a great demonstration on a Tonka truck

well done carving, not sure why


a submersible pump is a perfect canvas for a terrific paintjob

I didn't expect to see a basketball hoop at ConExpo on a wheeled loaded bucket

mobile ground penetrating radar for checking for underground obstacles before using excavators or dozers

Dick Van Dyke, is 97, and still driving
he was in the news today for sliding off a road because of the rainy conditions

Farmer’s Table, a San Diego restaurant. Why tractors in San Diego? I don't know.

two locations

really? Seriously?

I know a lot of younger people are not good at spelling, it seems it's not important since I graduated high school and spell check can be helpful, but really, it's pathetic for simple words to be spelled wrong, when it's obviously not a typo made by hitting a key next to the right key

I just got this letter from Alex, about getting Von Dutch to paint a helmet and motorcycle gas tank (It's a hoot!)

Dear Car Guy:

I saw your blog about the Blue Velvet Firebird and Von Dutch and wanted to tell you the story of my encounter with Von Dutch.

It was mid 1973, I was a 24-year-old second lieutenant pilot training student at Williams Air Force Base in Chandler, AZ. I had a motorcycle fetish (which I eventually outgrew), but couldn’t afford much of a bike, but I found a used Honda 450 that I could afford and because of that I thought it was pretty cool. I put headers and front forks on it, but it had an ugly orange factory paint job that I just couldn’t stand. I went to the local Honda dealer and asked them who I could get to paint my bike. Actually, the only parts to paint were the tank and the two covers over wiring on either side below the seat – the fenders where chrome (which I also hated, but new fenders weren’t in the budget). I wanted my helmet painted to match too. They directed me to the bed of the Salt River where they said there was a guy who did “pretty good paint and pinstriping”.

I followed their directions and eventually found a run-down garage populated by this “old guy” (remember I was only 24) and I asked him if he did bike paint (the first clue was the compressor and multiple paint guns around the place). He said he did and I outlined the project. He told me to get lost. I came back a couple of days later with a case of beer and offered to pay him whatever he asked to do the bike. He took the beer and told me to get lost. I had to go back three or four times before he finally accepted the project (at a rate around twice what I’d offered him and with the added requirement that, whenever I came over I had to bring beer in payment for interrupting his important work (although I never saw him move from the chair he was sitting in when I arrived).

I naturally expected him to ask what type of paint job I was looking for, but he didn’t, so I said I wanted something like red, white and blue or some other quirky thing. He looked me up and down and said “who’s going to paint this bike, you or me?’ I acknowledged that he was going to do it. He nodded and the paint scheme negotiations were over. I paid him 50%, left the parts with him and left.

Several weeks later I figured he would have the job done, so I dropped by only to find him sitting right where I left him – the bike parts hadn’t moved. I asked when he thought he’d get the bike done and he said something like “when I want to” and told me to get lost. I figured I was out both my money and my bike parts, but over the next couple of months I kept going back on the theory that if I made a sufficient pain in the ass of myself, he’d do the paint job just to get rid of me. During one of these visits I brought up design again and he grudgingly agreed to let me pick the basic color. I chose maroon.

After several months of buying him beer and begging for a completed job, I arrived one day to find the parts perfectly painted, with shadow chevrons and wonderful orange pinstripes. My full head helmet matched. I paid him the remainder of his money, gathered my parts and was preparing to leave when I finally asked him his name and he said he was Von Dutch. I’d never heard of him.

I finally sold the bike after a near accident that started my weaning from the motorcycle disease. The guy who bought it paid me 50% of the price and I gave him the bike with the agreement that he’d return on the next payday with the rest of the money whereupon I’d sign over the title. I never saw him again.

That was my encounter with Von Dutch. I still miss that bike --- well after a few beers anyway.

Alex Dade

Boom and Bucket (great name) had a drawing at the ConExpo 2023, and called it the Bucket List Sweepstakes (another great name!)