Author: Chris Birt

  • Frank Lloyd Wrong, Part Uno

    The Duetto Spider. A lovely little effort from another master besides Frank I just returned from a trip to Buffalo, New York. For what it’s worth, if you are flying back from the East and granted the chance to be re-routed for points, speak up immediately and say, “I would love to get routed through…

  • Bourne. Better. But Not Yet Best?

    So I was in the process of putting together a must do list for you. I was telling you the cars you want and the cars you don’t want for a reasonable price.* Then something happened. I was, like, just told that the car chase in the new Bourne movie outdoes the old one. I…

  • The Millenial Mind

    The first generation Scion XB, a rebel yell from Toyota (of all places) A few weeks ago I attended a conference in Las Vegas. Among other things, this put me in direct spiritual contact with The King. While I have never actually been a fan of Elvis Presley, my re-acquaintance with this icon got me…

  • You're Gonna Have To Serve Somebody

    Tonight I have a cold. While this may be true, it is equally true that far too many blogs begin with precisely such banalities. Fortunately, while I do have a cold, I also spent half the evening talking to people who subscribe, yes subscribe, to The Rake. So while I still have a cold (just…

  • Grocery Getters That Go

    There is a term they bounce around the suburbs called “Grocery Getter.” This usually refers to the egregious waste of fuel smallish women (primarily) expend on driving large SUVs to the grocery store. But not all women drive monster trucks to market. Some actually drive sensible vehicles to far better places like the Organic Farmer’s…

  • Why We Fight (Every Day Of The Week)

    I came up with a rule, of sorts, that I would refrain from talking about cars on Sunday. But heh, I am also a modernist (at times) and modernists don’t follow every rule (even their own). Modernism (and schmodernism) aside, here’s another way of looking at it. What’s a man to do when he spots…