Changing Perspectives

Spent a hot Oklahoma day at a car show today. Felt good to get out of town, and away from the recent mess I have gotten myself into.

298 cars registered at the show, many others shown, but not judged. 'Sheba came home empty handed today, and that's OK, the competition was STRONG and plentiful! This is the show I took both Studes to last year, and won a nice prize with 'Sheba, and the grand prize of two round trip airline tickets to anywhere in the U.S. So, I reckon that made up for this year!

But, I think I may have found a new nitch. I ran onto a vehicle that has changed my whole perspective of car shows. I have to admit, I love car shows, but am getting tired of the routine of constantly having to repair and detail to the degree that it takes to be "successful." I know I could just let my Studes go, but the "competition" aspect is what has challenged me to keep from doing that. I can't help it, I'm anal, and although I like to (and do) drive the wheels off of my Studes, I can't stand the thought of just "relaxing," and letting them run down.

The guy who's car I am about to introduce you to has absolutely the right idea! Enjoy your old car. Drive it to shows. (Yes, he DROVE IT to the show! Once he got there, he had more fun, and put more smiles on more faces than any of the 300+ other vehicles there today.

He used not one drop of elbow grease, water, soap, wax, DWG, tire dressing, or anything else, and he had a ball! He made my day, and several other folks' day! While I have walked over to several folks to complement them on the cars they toiled over to present at a show, today is the first time I ever walked up to anyone, shook their hand, and THANKED them for bringing their vehicle to a show!

I failed to take my camera today, so had to ask a friend to shoot pictures of this vehicle for me. He took far too few pictures, and missed way too many details, but here are some of the pics he took. In order to truly enjoy the full impact of this vehicle, one must take several minutes, and look closely at just about every 2 square foot area, as there are little surprises and messages all over, inside and out. I'm quite sure I didn't catch them all.

Pic 1:

There is a fellow either dead, or taking a nap on top of the vehicle. There is a still in the back of the vehicle. The sign you can just barely see on the left sez, "Revenoors Bewair." The tool box on the front bumper is full of antique tools.

Pic 2:

At the end of thechain protruding from the front bumper is a chicken being choked by thechain. He is wearing "OU" socks. (Won't mean much to someone not from OK.)The "guy" under the vehicle has a funnel in his mouth, and is catchingdrippings from the still. On the running board is a button to push in orderto file a complaint. The button triggers a steel trap, and there areseveral bloody fingers lying around the trap. Hanging off of one of thesticks sticking out the back of the vehicle is a thunder pot, with a signthat reads, "Taked from under Momma's side of the bed." Under the leftfront tire is a squashed chicken. Too many other funny little this's andthat's to mention.

Pic 3:

Pretty well sums itup, but not really. The wild animal box contains a prank that scares thepants off of the kids, much to the joy of everybody watching. When I go back into retirement, I think I just might relieve myself of a couple of PITAs, and build me a new Studebaker show vehicle. It breaks my heart that that won't happen before Omaha. I'm ready to lighten up!