Better Off Alone

I came across the directory I had stored all of the pictures of what was one of the best times of my life.  Better Off Alone was one of the best bands I’ve ever been in – definitely not on musical talent or quality, but in regards to plain old fun and rock and fuckin roll.  These guys were my best friends, we all lived together, partied together, worked together…they were like a family in one the most important, and toughest yet rewarding times of my life.  I learned a lot during my first few years away at college, and most of what I learned was due to playing music, touring, partying, occasionally going to school, but really just learning about life in general.  We didn’t have any money, and what little we did have we spent on guitar strings and beer, stayin up all night, meeting and chasing girls, and generally causing as much trouble as we possible could.  Some of these pictures are evidence of that…

If anybody is interested, I could even upload some of the shitty mp3’s we recorded in the Atari’s studio.

Crashing Classics

I’m guilty of saying it myself…along with probably everyone else who drives and restores classic cars.

“If I got into an accident with one of those new plastic cars – they would be the one to get hurt.  This sweet ride is made of real Detroit iron, its not gonna get a scratch on it in a crash.”

But I guess I can’t really make this claim anymore as its now been proven what would happen if you crashed a 1959 Bel Air into a 2009 Chevy Impala…and the results are not in favor of the Bel Air :(

Damn – this would have made a great mythbusters!