Tag: cars

  • Some proper photos of Greta

    Yes, these were taken outside of Dunkin Donuts. Yes, we were buying food there. Greta didn’t seem to be too ashamed. Give her a couple of weeks.

  • One more. Then I promise, no more cars for a while

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    A-team van. I would have freaked to see this in real life, when I was 10. M3 Undercarriage: Volkswagen paint swatches. Super cool display. I really liked this image: And, my favorite by far: the baby blue Astin Martin with the Union Jack. Ms. Moneypenny in the background, filing some stuff.

  • New York International Autoshow

    First things first: this is the 1000th post on the new blog. Thank you, thank you. Now, getting to brass tacks: please notice my squinty faced self portrait in the Rolls Royce grill, above. Hahahaha. It wasn’t on purpose. It was one of those bonus details that I noticed when I started editing. I spent…

  • Auto Expo is back at WFC

    I had my camera with me anyway, for a different event, yesterday evening. So I dropped into the Auto Expo at the WFC Winter Garden, for a minute, yesterday evening. I have to say, it was a weak turnout, compared to last year. Neither Astin Martin, or Bugatti showed up this year. For the most…

  • Who Hasn’t Felt the Urge to Leave a note like this one?

    [Revenge in Brooklyn Heights. Photo via Flickr/dangottesman via Curbed] I thought this note was great. I was also glad that the person who penned the note had the self control to leave the note (albeit, penned on packing tape), rather than resorting to actually breaking the windshield. I came out to a deep key scratch…

  • Junkie

    I guess that is sounds rather cliche, being that I am male, but I freaking love cars. I love them almost as much as I love motorcycles (which is a lot). Last night when I left work, I wandered around the winter garden and took a bunch of shots with my blackberry. When I was…

  • motorexpo at WFC

    I remembered seeing some banners about the motor expo when I was walking out of work Friday evening. But I had totally forgotten over the weekend. If I could come around the corner every Monday morning on my way into the office and see a couple of beautiful Maseratis, instead of the usual geriatric tour…