Author: ryan
Ricer Wednesday’s Turkey Run: A Snippet
I love to make jokes about how I use my Canon 1D2n as a walk around camera body. It’s so large and imposing that its presence borders on being lewd. Getting around sub menus is an inefficient affair requiring both of your hands and some purpose to your presses. Its sensor isn’t even that amazing by today’s standards. What was a heavy hitter in 2005 now only manages to fall in line behind Canon’s current prosumer series in matters of noise and tone.
Well, the old girl (operating Nickname, “Black Steel in the Hour of Chaos”) finally kicked the bucket after I toted all 3 lb’s of her noisy goodness around all night at Mayday Garage’s Ricer Wednesday. Enjoy her final set, yeah?
Texas Street Legal: Round 0
You like drifting, yeah? I’m 66% sure you do, just by inferring from the site’s AWSTATS traffic break down (hayyyy). I bet I can also tell you why you like drifting and why you surf the net looking for photos of cars killing the environment in sideways fashion: because it’s cool as hell.
HTX Free Art Friday Extravaganza
Newsflash: I love art. CJ loves art. Wayne loves art. If we didn’t, god help us run this blog. I’d like to think that everyone loves art to some capacity. It’s got to be a very human trait to appreciate aesthetics and be emotionally affected just by how things look. Luckily, we live in Houston where you can literally find something lovely on any given street corner at some point. (that was not a joke about prostitutes)
Kicking it: With Team Unique Edition
A while back StrangeRhythms donated a small photoshoot to NonStopTuning that they could raffle off at their Happy Teahouse Car Meet. A cool group of car enthusiasts (of course) from east Texas just happened to pull that ticket and we set a date.
2014 Lone Star Bash: A Snippet
Everytime I sign up for a grassroots drift event, I hear this imaginary voice saying, “Hey, you’re going to drive, not take pictures. You need the seat time! Don’t bring the camera! Why are you packing a telephoto?!” It further devolves into creepier depths of schizofrenia, but I always end up checking out of the conversation all the same. In retrospect, this is probably part of why I still suck at drifting.