What I Saw Today

Well, it seems the Kid has made it onto the local American Legion's baseball team and thejeepjunkie has been working with him to improve his swing, thereby increasing his on base percentages.

Last nite during Happy Hour thejeepjunkie mentioned to TheGoodAttorney and this olelongrooffan that he needs to resupply that 5 gallon bucket full of baseballs. I asked what happened to all the ones he had. "Well, johnjohn, it has been five years since the Kid played ball and every time one of the local kids needed a baseball, my supply diminished by a couple every time they came by."

Cool one jeepjunkie.

So, anyway, he mentioned that the next time one of us goes to WallyWorld, pick me up a couple dozen and I'll reimburse you.

Well, in an effort to try and have a life, this olelongrooffan decided get out and about instead of soaking up my life on these tubes. So as I was driving around, this olelongrooffan found himself in front of a WallyWorld and I headed on in to pick up those much desired baseballs.

On the way back to the Taj Mahal, I decided to treat myself to a couple of those fifty-nine cent tacos over at Taco Bell.

This olelongrooffan pulled my oleragtop into the parking lot and I sighted my What I Saw Today subject.

A 1930 Model A pickup street rod.

Now, if you have Counting Along With Me, you will remember the other Model A pickup I saw a couple weeks ago.
The other one is in alot different condition than this rod is.
I had originally planned on doing a drive by of this place and head back Beachside but, as this place was not crowded at all, I decided to eat inside that chain restaurant.
I got inside, looked around and spotted the lone guy who I figured to be the owner, ordered up those tacos and a glass of water and head over to a table near that dude.
Of course, I struck up a conversation with the guy who is the owner.

But first, I have to share this with you. The owner of this truck and the owner of the other Model A live about two blocks apart over on Ridgewood Avenue, just around the corner from TheGoodAttorney's home and I see this truck parked in his driveway every time I go by his house.

Anyway, as I struck up a conversation with him, I mentioned it was ironic those two lived so close together. He agreed and thought that was interesting when he brought his truck home after acquiring it a few years ago.
I asked him what the motor in it was and he replied a 350.
He was just finishing up and told me he enjoyed talking with me and asked me which truck I liked better. I mentioned each of them was equally desirable.
He laughs, mentions I should be a politician and then says, "Yeah, but mine goes faster!" We both start laughing and he heads on out while I finished eating that rare not home cooked meal.

Later, once this olelongrooffan was Beachside on Granada Boulevard, a van in front of me turned off the street and I spotted a Celebrate Life magnet on the rear of this new Beetle.
Yeah, Counters, these days it doesn't take a lot of things to allow this olelongrooffan to

Celebrate Life.

Thank You

Camping Australia Style

What I Saw Today

As those of you who Count Along With Me might remember this olelongrooffan stays off the Eisenhower Highway System, most of the time, and I do not hesitate to circle around to look at something previously seen at the slower speeds this 50 year old tends to drive these days.

Well, the other day, after meeting with a buddy, Manuel Labor, this olelongrooffan was heading down A1A here in The Birthplace of Speed in my olestationbus, to get back to my two and a half room condo, affectionately dubbed the Taj Mahal by my brother, thejeepjunkie, to shower and get back to feeling like a human being again.

Anyway, I spotted this parked in the parking lot of the local IHOP and, as I am always looking out for interesting, at least to this olelongrooffan, something to blog, I knew I had to capture this for Two Wheeled Tuesdays over on Hooniverse and here for you Counters out there.
That's right my fellow Hoons. A 1946Triumph motorcycle. Now, I have to say this about that, other than living near the home of Bike Week and Biketoberfest, I am not a motorcycle guy.
But this two wheeled beauty, the same age as thejeepjunkie's Willys CJ2A, is absolutely gorgeous.

As it was about the time of a Japanese dentist appointment, you know, 2:30, the owners were the only guests at that IHOP and I went inside to request their permission to get some images of it.
Well, it turns out the owner was also the dude who restored it. Unfortunately, not being a bike dude, I didn't ask all the questions I should have but I did get out of him that he as 17 more of them at his home not far from the Birthplace of Speed.

So, I head back out to the parking lot to get some pertinent images to share with my fellow Hoons.

I especially liked this bicycle style seat the Powers That Be deemed necessary for this oletwowheeler.
And you can bet your *ss that in 1946 there were no electric starters on these.
As I was looking at the foot controls on the left side of this motorbike, I was trying to figure out how the petal to the left in the following image went to the transmission, as is the norm on the few US motorcycles I am familiar with.
I even took another image to try and figure that transmission out.
Then this dumb*ss olelongrooffan realized that it is an English bike and the transmission shifter is on the right while the brake is on the left of the driver in the forward facing position, similar to the controls on their motorcars.
And that tail light on the rear of this rare old Triumph is no larger that a vintage JFK half dollar.

Well Counters, I hope this olelongrooffan hasn't taken up too much of your workday and I sincerely hoped you enjoyed seeing this vintage old motorcycle.

And remember to take the time to

Celebrate Life.

Happy Birthday To thehorsefarmer

Nothing more to say than "Have a Happy Birthday, Tom."