So the Edsel has been in storage for a long time and isn’t running as well as it could be. It ended up stuck on the street in front of my house, but a VERY kind neighbor loaned me the battery from his car, and the two of us had the Edsel in the garage in a few minutes. Phew. So, the carburator is all out of whack and the battery is bad, and the choke has never quite done much. So I might as well tackle all these things now. FUN! (no really, fun, not being sarcastic) Current plan: new battery and vacuum gauge to get the fuel mixture right. I am still recovering from this flu/bug thing, so it will have to wait til the weekend…
when we were no one
when we were no one
some who irritated us,
some we loved
hiding in plain sight in a night of the endless midwest corn,
the great methane pile spread out in rows to the horizon
of an American September;
taking turns shooting an old gun at the fire
to watch the embers become a shower of stars
before slamming the doors of our cars and lighting up the roads
in all directions
like sparks from a wheel
as the trailing smoke of our trajectories
dispersed across the plain
we are alive.
We were stupid.
We were all powerful.
We were the greatest whoever lived
when we were no one.
*April is national poetry month
This will be me one day!
I don’t think people outside the custom car scene, or those who haven’t handled some Oneshot and a sable brush know just how amazing this skill is. Then to see it in action, with some guy walking around a cruise night, with oddly excellent tattoos and a paint strewn kit, painting cars for anyone who can front some cash… or maybe even just a freebie for some guy who wants his son’s name, division, and deployment scrolled up on the old pickup truck they fixed up together.
I remember a guy checking out my Edsel once at a cruise night. I don’t speak any spanish, but we both knew what the other was talking about. By the look in his eye I could tell the car had triggered some fond memories. The car scene is astonishingly rich in its people, heritage and its lack of cultural boundaries.
You can find more of my car posts here.