So far, so good

16 05 2012

Yesterday was my first day of my internship at Autoweek. I’m happy to say that I survived. I’m heading back for more today.

Most of the day was spent on HR stuff, getting the lay of the land, and bumbling through computer systems. Normal stuff, but I’m looking forward to doing some writing. There’s a long list of summer events coming up, and always more vehicles to review…

A year ago, that making money writing about cars could be a viable career option would have never occurred to me. It still might not be a viable career option in my case – I’m not going to get ahead of myself here — but I’m that much closer.

Oh, and there’s an espresso maker in the coffee room. That’s about all I need.


Carroll Shelby is dead

11 05 2012

Word is that Carroll Shelby peeled off into the great beyond last night at the age of 89. Sad news, but not unexpected, as he had been in poor health. In any event, 89 years isn’t a bad run for someone involved in motorsports – or someone who lived with a serious heart condition and received both a heart and kidney transplant as Shelby did.

Shelby driving an Aston Martin DBR1 to victory  in the 1959 running of the 24 Hours of Le Mans. Perhaps one of the inspirations for the Cobra?

I met him once, when I was in grade school. I was a finalist in a Road & Track kids’ auto design competition and traveled to the Chicago Auto Show for some kind of recognition event. Shelby was there, an intimidating figure dressed in black. I’m not sure if I said anything, but I got an autographed picture out of the deal. At the time I didn’t know much about his storied career in racing or automotive performance work – I just knew about his most famous creation, the Cobra. And that was enough to impress a young boy geeked about cars.

I’m sure you know the Cobra as well, even if you don’t know anything about its history. There’s a zillion modern copies of it on the road, and I’m sure more will be built by enthusiasts in the future. In that sense, I guess he’s kind of immortal.

All the interesting stuff happens in Grosse Pointe when I’m not there

24 04 2012

Can’t believe I missed the naked meth’d-out guy running down Mack Avenue.

And I was planning on going home tomorrow.

Oh well. At least it wasn’t a friend or relative.

If you watch Archer, you might get it

11 04 2012

Otherwise, it probably won’t make much sense. I was killing time on Adobe Illustrator/InDesign (gotta to stay in shape) and made a cover for a fake magazine with a really subtleArcher-related cover story.

Here’s the clip anyway:

Pretty burnt out

30 03 2012

Mentally, physically. That time of the semester. That time of my college career.

You have no idea how many "needle on empty" stock photos there are. It's like its own genre of photography

Got to rest up and wrap up my ISI essay. Need a vacation, or something. On the plus side, I did get to attend a colloquium with historian Gordon Wood this morning at Northwood University. So that was worthwhile.

Finally, I have a rapper name

10 03 2012

You don’t get to choose your own nickname. Oh, sure, you can try to convince everyone to call you Shooter or Ace or something really badass out of Top Gun, but the only nicknames that stick are the ones that friends or fate bestow upon you.

I’m not sure if rap names work the same way; I am not exactly dialed in to that subculture. Regardless of how the process is supposed to happen, the Foundation for Individual Rights in Education – better known as FIRE – just handed me a beauty:

Gizham. Maybe even MC Gizham. It’s perfect.

Spelling mistakes aside, FIRE does good work. When student runs afoul of our hallowed universities’ draconian “speech codes” or politically-correct “harassment” policies, FIRE is ready to provide legal support.

Their site even has a handy school look-up tool so you can see how your own school stacks up when it comes to individual rights. It’s not really surprising to me at this point, but the tolerant, progressive U-M gets…a “red light” speech code rating. Go figure.

Chillin’ the most with…the DSO?

27 02 2012

In an age of dwindling corporate sponsorships and shifting audience demographics, there’s simply no getting around the fact that orchestras around the country are going to have to hustle a bit to make ends meet. Dire times will lead to some much-needed innovation. Collaborating with artists from a wide variety of musical genres is one way for groups–like our own Detroit Symphony Orchestra–to stir up interest, creating new fans and supporters.

Still, of all the homegrown musical celebrities the DSO could have teamed up with, Kid Rock wasn’t really the first one to come to my mind.

Not even going to touch the "Air on a G String" jokes

Kid Rock. The DSO. One night only. This is either going to be the benefit concert to end all benefit concerts or a pyrotechnics-laden trainwreck the likes of which Detroit’s arts and culture community has never seen before.

Either way, it’s going to be entertaining. If you want to watch this triumph/disaster unfold in real time, you’ll have to pay between $100 and $1500 for a ticket. The concert is, after all, designed to raise money for the cash-strapped DSO. Read the rest of this entry »