Tony L.'s blog

Just a few things to mention this update, but first: Announcing the fleshing out of an old page, and the creation of a new one!

First: When I was restructuring the photo stash (which is pretty much done, yay), I found...

Author's note: On February 8, 2010, the regular contributors at Hooniverse and I posed the question "What's Your Eleanor?" to our readership. The term "Eleanor" is of course borrowed from the original Gone in 60 Seconds, where it referred to the one, singular car that taunted and teased the protagonist, for better or worse. As such it has come to represent the one car that an individual gearhead dreams about. As the day went on, we individually posted stories about our own "Eleanors"... and essentially broke the website with traffic. The results were widely varied and often surprising. What follows here is an excerpt of my own article:

Pfft, bleah, gotta get these cobwebs outta my mouth, geez, who's responsible for the upkeep around here?! Oh, wait. Yeah, so it's been pretty dead around here lately, eh? I never have been one to blow my own horn, and if you didn't believe it, just take the last few months around here as proof, 'cuz there's been plenty at times to roll with. So if you're indeed bothering to read this I thank you for the courtesy, and would you be so kind as to give my knees a good mafia whack or two just to get 'em moving again?

Free Software is what this site is built on so maybe I should shut my yap and figure out how to use it!

Actually, for about the last month or more much of the photo gallery hasn't been working properly. Turns out an update to the plugin I use broke dang near everything, thanks to an newly-deemed incompatibility with my long-standing naming convention. So I spent a fair chunk of spare time over the weekend troubleshooting and ultimately making the necessary changes... and it seems things are working again. Yay.

I will always and forever love the Honda Insight, if only for this true story that (I kid you not!) happened to me just last Thursday Friday:

Contrary to the innuendos, rumors of my demise are false. It’s just that for once, I’ve been taking a bit of a hiatus from the writing and not forcing the issue of writer's block. Which is a farcical notion itself, because it dares assert that I’m a writer in the first place. OK, so what’s the real holdup then?

We're down on the farm for Memorial Day weekend, and as often happens here, my mind wanders a bit too much for actual cogent editing and thought. Maybe later today I can sit and try to hash out some stuff in a meaningful narrative. For now, quickness:

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A blasted Facebook meme (of all things) inspired this post, as it reminded me of the butterfly effect. The concept that is, not the lame Ashton vehicle I steadfastly refused to see. Lame Hollywood dramas aside, If you're not familiar with the butterfly effect, it goes something like this:

- Somewhere over this spinning marble of ours, a fragile butterfly (pick your favorite!) flaps its wings vigorously in a futile battle against the natural elements that conspire against it...

If the planets align, one of these may arise out of the backyard (Jalopnik)

Avast, me mindpirates! Ayve been needin’ to spew some words like so much extra bilge over the stern. Or something. Oy, I can’t even come up with a good pirate metaphor these days. What’s this world coming to? Sheer barbarism, I'm tellins ya.