Lightning McQueen - Cars Movie

I knew that when my daughter and son learned how to drive that it was going to be interesting to say the least. I was once a teenager, so I know what the mentality and mindset is of a teenager just learning how to drive. My daughter, I can see having about 15 of her friends crammed into my car, the music up to the level of ear bleeding, all of them dancing and singing at the top of their lungs.

My son, well…lol. I know he’d have about five of his friends with him. Like my daughter, the music is very loud, and I bet dollar to donut, he is going a little over the speed limit. That is, until an attractive girl is spotted. Then I know, and believe me, I KNOW, the music is turned down, while as the kids say today, she is “hollered” at.

What My Car Would Say to Me

If my car could talk to me, after dealing with those two, it would simply say, “Help me!” My poor car would ask me to tell my children to ease up, or as Otis Redding said, “Try a Little Tenderness.” There is nothing young people treasure most than freedom and not having a parent breathing down their neck. Believe me, when I am in the car with either of mine, it is just like they are back in driver’s education (my son’s exact words, not mine).

But I guess this is the situation of every parent worldwide. It is part of watching your child go from riding in a Barbie or GI Joe plastic car to a real one. I would hope that when my two calm down from being teenagers, and mature in their actions, including their driving, my car will tell me that everything is fine now. I would want my car to say, “Hey Dad…well done.”


Hey readers. I know it’s been a while. Things have been a little crazy since this site was last updated. But I won’t bore you with the details of all that…

I recently had a really messed-up experience with a car locksmith when I was cruisin’ through Charlotte and thought I’d tell you about it since it’s somewhat relevant to the whole car theme of this website. And if you’re a car enthusiast like me, chances are you’ve had to or will have to hire an auto locksmith in the near future. I definitely don’t want you to make the same mistakes I did.

If you’re ever in a jam and need a locksmith to bail you out, here are some things to look for before you hire the first guy that pops up in Google.

Criteria #1: They aren’t #1 in Google. Or if they are, make sure they are reputable. There are so many scammers and online spammers out there – not real locksmiths, just web experts pretending to be so they can scam you out of your hard-earned money. But perhaps I should back up a minute…

The story is, I locked my keys in my car at a gas station right off of Interstate 85 in Charlotte NC a few weekends ago, so I called a nearby locksmith. I figured the #1 result on the web in my phone meant that they were the real deal, right? I was dead wrong. They quoted me an outrageous price to unlock my car (like over $300). But I was in a bind and didn’t know any better, so I said “c’mon out and help me.” When they got there, they damaged my car door and locks, which I still need to have repaired, and they didn’t have insurance so my carrier is gonna have to cover it, which means my rates are likely going up. To top it all off, he charged me a $50 “convenience” fee because he said I was 10 miles outside his normal distance range for service. Yet they showed up #1 in Google’s organic and local map results, with location services turned on on my phone.

Bottom line… do some digging before you hire the first guy that pops up in the search results. I’ve done some research since and realized the locksmith industry is rife with scammers.

Criteria #2: They are licensed, bonded and insured. I already told you how my rates are going up cause my guy wasn’t insured. He also wasn’t licensed. At the time I didn’t even know how to check for that, but now I do. Find your local state’s locksmith licensing board website, ask the guy for his license number, and make sure he shows up when you do a search on the board site. It’s worth the few extra minutes you’ll spend – trust me.

Also, when make sure they are bonded and insured in case they do damage to your car. But they shouldn’t if they are experienced, certified and know what the hell they’re doing.

Criteria #3: They’re professional and reliable. The dude I called who came out to assist me with my car lockout situation was a buffoon. But like I said, I was desperate to get back on the road, and he said he could make that happen. It took him over an hour to get to me, even though he said he’d be there in 20 minutes. And then he messes up my car and doesn’t have insurance to fix it. A reliable locksmith will show up on time and have a nice, professional attitude. This guy was completely unreliable and unprofessional.

Lastly, I’ll just go ahead and throw in my recommendation for a locksmith in Charlotte if you’re ever looking for one. Mike McElveen over at Car Keys is a licensed, bonded, insured, professional, reliable auto locksmith who can make keys for just about any car make and model. If you locked your keys in your car, he can also get you out. I called around after my fiasco and decided to do my due diligence in case I ever end up in this situation again. He quoted me the most reasonable price, by far, of any other locksmith. He was very nice over the phone. He had great reviews online, and even though he didn’t show up as #1 in the search results, he was on the first page of Google for my query, and in my opinion, he deserves to be at the top. Do yourself, and him, a favor, and help him get there by hiring him when you need a locksmith and leaving him a stellar review.


Blue TeslaDriverless vehicle technology is finally becoming a reality.

I remember watching The Jetsons on TV as a kid and thinking how futuristic it was. I could hardly imagine a society with autonomous vehicles or cars that could fly. But manufacturers like Tesla are making this and much more possible through technological innovations like we’ve never seen.

Cars can unlock themselves and start themselves with the push of a button on a car key remote. Electric vehicles are paving the way for us to no longer rely on oil production and gasoline to get around. And now, we’re seeing vehicles that are basically able to drive themselves too.

As I was driving down the road the other day, I started really thinking about what the world, or America at least, would be like if people no longer had to drive their cars. If cars just drove themselves. It sounds crazy, in a good way, but if you dig deep, it’s not without disadvantages and danger.

My first question, when thinking about this issue, is why would we want autonomous vehicle technology in the first place. Do we not trust our human ability to make logical, smart decisions when driving a car? Is that why stoplights and traffic signs and speed limits were created? Because we don’t trust ourselves to operate a motor vehicle without Big Brother looking over our shoulder?

Essentially, if that’s true, what we’re saying is that machines know more than men. Which brings me to the definition of transhumanism—the belief that the human race can evolve beyond its current physical and mental limitations, especially by means of science and technology. It’s basically the merging of man with machine to create a race of “greater” individuals. And that, to me, is the really scary thought.

Autonomous vehicle technology is an example of transhumanism. When we are no longer required or allowed to operate a car on our own, we have given power over to the vehicle itself. And what happens when it fails? Inevitably, it will.

I remember being in high school and driving a white Honda Civic with mechanical seat belts. The mechanism on the driver’s side seat belt broke, so that when I opened the car door to get in, it would move forward to get out of my way, and once I got in and closed the door, it would fail to move back across my shoulder as it should have.I drove around listening to an incessant beep in my ear until I could get it fixed, because my seat belt was not in the right place.

Now, we no longer see cars with mechanical seat belts. Obviously, it was a safety hazard when the technology failed, and rather than trying to repair the technology, we got rid of mechanical seat belts altogether. Instead, we as humans have to manually grab the belt, pull it across our shoulder and lap and buckle ourselves in. It’s an extra step, but it’s worth it for our safety.

I wonder what will happen when we start to really put all our faith on driverless cars and autonomous machines and cease manual operation. How many people’s lives will be risked for this transhumanist “evolution.” I put evolution in quotes, because I don’t believe it to be step forward at all. I believe it to be a step backward.

The Washington Street Journal published an article today debating who would be responsible when a driverless car crashes. Tesla’s solution to such liability concerns is to require the driver to operate a turn signal to activate the feature that will allow the car to pass other cars without driver intervention. Only, if the driver has to use a turn signal, he’s still intervening to some degree, right? This tells me that we are not entirely ready to put all of our trust into technology and that we still must have some faith in humanity’s ability to make decisions. So, it would seem there is hope…

What do you think about Tesla, transhumanism and technology’s ability to govern humanity? Do you believe we’re moving into dangerous territory, or do you think we’ll be safer in autonomous vehicles? Feel free to comment below with your thoughts.

The work days were long… the schedule was full and the tedious toiling of everyday life began to weigh on my soul. The mornings and evenings in standstill, stop-and-go, 9-to-5, kill-me-now traffic. When taking a step back and looking upon it, it is actually quite eery. Tail lights like red glowing eyes of cattle being herded to the cubicle farm for their daily work load. The routine of the rat race has become so engrained in us that it is now ritualistic in nature. It was time to break away from it… Time to get going… To hit the ol’ dusty trail and open up the clutch on a wide open road.

Those of you out there who drive a clutch know how dull and exhausting it is to be stuck in rush-hour traffic. For me, there is a certain amount of time I can go before it begins to weigh me down and I know it is time to take a road trip. Sometimes I like to plan where I am going and other times I like to just get in the car, put my foot on the gas and go whatever direction the wind blows. This time, I planned a trip to visit my good college friend who was living near the Outer Banks, NC. On the way there I was driving through Charlotte, NC and made it a point to stop there and visit the NASCAR Hall of Fame before heading off towards my planned destination.

Well, as the saying goes, “When you make plans God is known to laugh.”

The first part of the trip was smooth sailing and the clutch was in 6th gear for the majority of the time. Right as I hit Charlotte, NC the smooth sailing turned into chaotic swerving when a car accident caused a sea of traffic. “Greaaaat…” I thought to myself. All I could think about was how this was going to delay my plans and get me off schedule. The mentality of the rat race was packed in the car, along for the ride, it was etched into my mind like the VIN number on my car.

After about an hour of traffic I was at the point of the accident as  Charlotte towing services were pulling off with the wreckage. The chaos calmed and the road opened back up and I was off on my way again. Following that bout of traffic I was feeling a little uneasy in a time which was suppose to be relaxing. Then it hit me… Charlotte was also known for it’s craft beer, my second love, and it was home to the recent gold winner Hop Drop ‘N Roll by NoDa Brewing. So, I stopped by NoDa for a pint before heading to the NASCAR Hall of Fame.

As I took a sip of my delicious, frosty hopped filled beverage a grin crept across my face. Before the condensation from my glass could even hit the  bar table I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see a buddy of mine that I grew up with who I have not seen in years. He was a good friend and over the years for some reason or another we lost touch. I told him where I was heading and that I was just traveling through Charlotte. He being a Charlotte native offered to show me around the City of Charlotte and I gladly accepted.

After consuming a pint of 7.2% Hop Drop ‘N Roll I needed to get some food in my belly. My friend took me to a nice little eclectic, artsy restaurant called Cabo Fish Taco where I had the most amazing fish tacos I have yet to have. With a full, satisfied belly we made our way to the NASCAR Hall of Fame. I have always been fascinated with how NASCAR came from the supping up of cars in-order to run moonshine. It is a sport born out of rebelliousness and speed and this is why I am drawn to it.

Afterwards my friend took me to some really cool spots around the city that I would not have been able to experience if I was not traveling with a local. We caught up on lost times, reminisced about the past and shared some laughs. All those years where space distanced us seemed to fade away as if no time had passed at all. I find that is the truest kind of friendships. People move and life gets busy and true friends can come together after times of being apart and not miss a beat. The beat, like the atmosphere was on point and as my friend and I exchanged contact info and parted ways I was reminded that the best moments in life come often unplanned. With my foot on the petal I left with the lovely city of Charlotte in my rear-view mirror. Calm. Cool. Cruisin’…

I’m glad you found me.

I see life as one big adventure, and I’m always looking for new ways to get from point A to point B.

As you may have read on my About page, I love cars. But probably not for the reasons you think. I’m sure when you got here, you probably had some preconceived notions. You probably expected to see a website that sounds like it was built by Tim Allen. Sorry to disappoint you.

I’m just an average guy who like to drive, think and write. Being on the road gives me time to collect my thoughts, and when I return home to my normal, everyday life, I spend time writing them down for the rest of the world to read.

So if you’re here, it’s because you happened to stumble onto my big adventure. And I’m so glad you did. I hope you’ll return often.

‘Til next time… have fun cruisin’. I will.

As human beings we tend to always want to keep moving, to be in motion… we need it… we love it. It is something ingrained in us from birth. If you do not believe me just ask any parent and they will tell you that when their baby is fussy they get in the car and drive. The end of the drive will more often than not result in sleeping baby. This soothing feeling we get to constantly stay in motion does not go away as we get older. This is because deep down in our soul we know that once we stop moving we will die.

Even as we get older the need to keep moving remains with us. A lot of times when things go wrong in our lives, events that pull the rug out from under us and cause us to bump our heads on a large chunk of reality, we tend to drop everything and move. Sometimes this takes form in relocating where we live, work, or even hangout. The urge to keep moving can also be found in the change of appearance or purchase of new possessions in the effort to reinvent oneself. The purpose of all of what we do is to stay in constant motion because if we do not keep moving we will stop, we will wither, and we will die.

As a baby I was told that whenever I was upset a ride in the car would always calm me down. Til this day nothing has changed. When I feel the pressures of life really starting to get to me I get in my ride and I cruise, I turn up the tunes and I cruise! I remember reading Neil Peart’s book that was about the most difficult time in his life when the drummer from Rush lost his daughter, wife and dog within a short span of time. After this life altering and tragic span of events happened he dropped everything, got on his motorcycle and hit the road traveling from his residence in Canada to the west coast of the the US, to Mexico and then back to Canada. The legendary drummer referred to this as “taking his baby soul for a ride.” I really liked that terminology and now, when life gives me lemons, I pack those lemons up and take my sweet baby soul for a ride.

We as humans are all apart of this rat race scurrying about trying to survive and make a better life for ourselves. In order to do this we must always keep going, forever changing with the times. We begin to base our movements on changes in the market place constantly shifting and moving to keep the gears lubed up and turning as if we are individual cells of a large organism that all have designated roles in order to stay alive. Since the very first spark of creation, all things have been in motion and there are no signs of things slowing down anytime soon. And for our sake… let’s hope that is true.

What is in motion stays in motion.