Thursday, June 28, 2007

Recent Pictures of the Great Red Shark

Here's a couple more pics that I took lately.



Sunday, June 24, 2007

Father's Day Fun

Janie and Madeline gave me a remote control helicopter for Father's Day. It's a ton of fun!! Check out the pics:


Sunday, June 17, 2007

The Great Red Shark at Work

The Great Red Shark



Well all of the visitors to The Hive probably think we have degenerated into total Colony Collapse Disorder. The fact of the matter is, life around The Hive is kind of boring. Janie covers our family life over at the Hite House site, and I'm just not creative enough to come up with daily blogs outside of family life. But let me take a minute to introduce you to my cool toy. It is my 2002 Z28 Camaro. I have dubbed this car the Great Red Shark, after Hunter S. Thompson's Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. I highly recommend it as a read, but I caution it is not for the weak of heart.

Which is why the name is so appropriate for my car. It is not for the weak of heart. This is the car you wanted when you turned 16, and this is the car your father feared when you turned 16. Check out the pic.

Now the Z28 is a stout ride in stock trim, but this baby has been breathed on by a company called SLP, which specializes in souping up Camaros, Corvettes, and Firebirds. I won't bother you with all of the technical specs of this thing, but suffice it to say this car ROLLS. (If you do want the breakdown on this car, send me an e-mail and we'll talk gearhead).

The story on this bad boy goes something like this. Janie's uncle, who is a savvy business man, originally bought the car for his son, but when he got it home, he realized it was a handful and didn't think it was such a hot idea for a teenager after all. At the same time, I'm 38 going on 18 and just retiring from a lifelong passion of self destruction riding all sorts of motorcycles. Well I figured I've beat myself up enough riding these 2-wheeled beasts and here sits Janie's uncle with this 4-wheeled beast and it was sort of the perfect match. The deal was made, and I find myself in proud possession of this street-brawler.




To say that this car is the car that you wanted when you turned 16 is an understatement. It is the quentissential hot rod; low, loud, shiny, and fast. If you are worried about fuel economy, look elsewhere, this car belches unburnt gas when it gets grumpy. But hey, it's all about fun. On sunny Sunday afternoons, I jump in the shark, drop the clutch, and feed rubber to the masses. Yeah, it may sound rude, but it sure is fun :-)