Rotoscope love from Bacon's Rebellion

I sent Jim Bacon an email last night asking about why the Virginia Railway Express had not utilized the westbound rail corridor heading out towards Charlottesville (and through a lot of the boom area in Fairfax and Loudoun counties) as a new line. For those of you who follow the Virginia transportation mess, and care about sustainable development, you really should check out Jim’s blog Bacon’s Rebellion Blog and his bi-weekly e-zine of Bacon’s Rebellion.

Needless to say I was pleasantly surprised to receive an email from Jim saying that he had checked out Rotoscope (myspace) (via the link in my email signature) and liked it enough to put up a post on the Bacon’s Rebellion Blog. Looking at the comments, Waldo might have felt that he had stepped into the twilight zone when he opened up his RSS feed this morning.

I think I might need to gather my thoughts and write an article about the VRE

  1. daniel says:

    don't you hate it when they pick up on the cover, and then don't even know that it was a cover?

  2. Ilyas says:

    Buddy of mine, still on active, out on a float right now, doing a dog and pony show in Africa, acultlay I think he's headed up Baltic-wards now, he picked himself up a '70 GTO.He asked me for advice when he was thinking about it, he was torn between a new GTO and the '70 GTO. I'm a practical, boring guy: I told him to get the new one. He took my advice for what it was worth, and got the '70.Last year I went out to visit him at Camp Swampy (the one in NC). Sure, the '70 had to idle for about five minutes before we started to roll. Sure, it coughed a couple of times when it started up. Sure, it didn't have A/C or a stereo.When I sat in it, though---much less when I drove that bad boy---I remembered the line from the crippled mechanic in "The Road Warrior." "Last of the V-8 interceptors!"Last of the V-8 interceptors!We rumbled and bumbled and fumbled on down the road. Steering was a bit twitchy. Handling was nothing to brag about. I didn't light up the tires, except, umm, once, and that was accidental-like, I swear.I was following my buddy home from the bar (him driving his jeep), and was stopped at a light just off the main drag. A captain rolled up in a new 'Vette, and the look on his face was . . . just like the commercial . . . priceless.The look on his face was lust and envy, the kind the Russians call "white envy" to mean "just damn that's cool" and not "I'd kill you for that car" and appreciation and the drop in his jaw was just from the sheer awesomeness of the '70 GTO, rumbling and bumbling and fumbling there at the stoplight.Better cars today? Sure, I surely do agree. Better in almost every way. But damn. Just damn.I think Tam acultlay used a good comparison, a few posts back. (Tam's good like that, ya dig?) She was comparing the Blue Angels and the Horsemen in their P-51s. That '70 GTO is a P-51. It ain't near the plane the F/A18 Hornet is. Then again, in it's own way, the P-51 is MUCH MORE plane than the Hornet.

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