Hank Watson's Garage Hour Podcast

Got'ta wear shorts - why not in the middle of winter?  Hostus Maximus Justin Fort is pursued by Jason and Peyton from Trinity and "Regular" Bill into Location "B" for broken Dodges, tube amps, reconned speakers, buying more ammo (pop some pork), and DUI cash cows.  Fire was required for Bill's booger bias, and Kamel Hairass is still an embarrassing failure. Fine sips for you: Space Force IPA, Slap Yer' Mammy (in the cask), Vienna Lager, leftover Oktoberfest, and a guest appearance by scratch-built pizza and Tincup Whiskey.

Got'ta wear shorts - why not in the middle of winter?  Hostus Maximus Justin Fort is pursued by Jason and Peyton from Trinity and "Regular" Bill into Location "B" for broken Dodges, tube amps, reconned speakers, buying more ammo (pop some pork), and DUI cash cows.  Fire was required for Bill's booger bias, and Kamel Hairass is still an embarrassing failure. Fine sips for you: Space Force IPA, Slap Yer' Mammy (in the cask), Vienna Lager, leftover Oktoberfest, and a guest appearance by scratch-built pizza and Tincup Whiskey.

So much for on-topic - you can't get lost when you're already there.  The Gearhead Consultancy is off to the races yet again, this time debating whether left and right is better than here to there, and arriving at the fact that both could require talent so you'd better have some. Like the ads say, there's more: the ret-con of Bubba's faux-noose fail, the scary fact that your map-app is out to get you (Who said artificial intelligence is required to like you?), and rock with roll by Fatso Jetson, Bio-Mechanical Degeneration, Atomic Bitchwax, Failure and Tom Waits.  

So much for on-topic - you can't get lost when you're already there.  The Gearhead Consultancy is off to the races yet again, this time debating whether left and right is better than here to there, and arriving at the fact that both could require talent so you'd better have some. Like the ads say, there's more: the ret-con of Bubba's faux-noose fail, the scary fact that your map-app is out to get you (Who said artificial intelligence is required to like you?), and rock with roll by Fatso Jetson, Bio-Mechanical Degeneration, Atomic Bitchwax, Failure and Tom Waits.

Don't get too much awesome in your Christmas chili: it's time to put the nose to the Panetone and activate your Lurker Sense. From foolish gun buy-backs and anti-cop Dem politicos being carjacked for irony and hypocrisy, to putting better presents in your stockings, the Garage Hour has the holiday goodness for your (belated) merry margarita. Yes, have some. Don't forget the basics (because we didn't): The Bullet Points, AWR Hawkins, Squirrel Nut Zippers, Brian Setzer Orchestra and Burl Freakin' Ives.

Don't get too much awesome in your Christmas chili: it's time to put the nose to the Panetone and activate your Lurker Sense. From foolish gun buy-backs and anti-cop Dem politicos being carjacked for irony and hypocrisy, to putting better presents in your stockings, the Garage Hour has the holiday goodness for your (belated) merry margarita. Yes, have some. Don't forget the basics (because we didn't): The Bullet Points, AWR Hawkins, Squirrel Nut Zippers, Brian Setzer Orchestra and Burl Freakin' Ives.

Pre-Christmas madness from the one-track guardrails-by-braille festival of gearhead goodness that makes the Garage Hour's wheels turn: Rhino-lined FJ80s versus Plasti-Dip Miatas, Cowboy Bebop (versus the Netflix remake), vinegar and marinade goodness and good bumper selections versus pinkos in the grocery store, and electric cars versus politics.  Why do electric cars have to be racist now?  Let them suck (or swim) on their own, and leave the palest pyramid scheme vampie alone with his billions. Shouts outed to Hoosier Eric, Dustin v2, the Ayatollah, Chef Jeff, .45 Phil and Gringo Rich (and the ignominious end of the name "Dick"...).

Pre-Christmas madness from the one-track guardrails-by-braille festival of gearhead goodness that makes the Garage Hour's wheels turn: Rhino-lined FJ80s versus Plasti-Dip Miatas, Cowboy Bebop (versus the Netflix remake), vinegar and marinade goodness and good bumper selections versus pinkos in the grocery store, and electric cars versus politics.  Why do electric cars have to be racist now?  Let them suck (or swim) on their own, and leave the palest pyramid scheme vampie alone with his billions. Shouts outed to Hoosier Eric, Dustin v2, the Ayatollah, Chef Jeff, .45 Phil and Gringo Rich (and the ignominious end of the name "Dick"...).

Do stuff (because you can) - pedalling the Subie wagoon cross-country is a great time to collect some serious gearhead thoughts.  Garage Hour's Hostus Maximus peels apart the reasons for actually hating a thing - not because you were told to, but because it's bad.  Start with driverless cars and semis, add the right to repair (if you own it, why can't you fix it?), and finish with clowning those boobs who can't run a set of headights ...With shouts out to Chef Jeff, the Diesel Ayatollah, .45 Phil, the Jaimz Unit, Popeye's muscles, Greedo's eggs (Han shot first) and some industrial and darkwave yumminess.

Do stuff (because you can) - pedalling the Subie wagoon cross-country is a great time to collect some serious gearhead thoughts.  Garage Hour's Hostus Maximus peels apart the reasons for actually hating a thing - not because you were told to, but because it's bad.  Start with driverless cars and semis, add the right to repair (if you own it, why can't you fix it?), and finish with clowning those boobs who can't run a set of headights ...With shouts out to Chef Jeff, the Diesel Ayatollah, .45 Phil, the Jaimz Unit, Popeye's muscles, Greedo's eggs (Han shot first) and some industrial and darkwave yumminess.

Why do things "because that's how we always dude them"?  Dump the habits that don't make sense and honor the physics of traffic (with a little nod to the law, just to keep those tickets to a minimum), and make the phone-nodding top-knot neck-beard half-wit behind you think about hissowndamnself for a change. Watch the traffic elitist behind you when you take your foot of the brakes at a red light, and test their skill (or lack thereof).  The road ain't a solo act, and we're all in this mess together - might as well own it.

Why do things "because that's how we always dude them"?  Dump the habits that don't make sense and honor the physics of traffic (with a little nod to the law, just to keep those tickets to a minimum), and make the phone-nodding top-knot neck-beard half-wit behind you think about hissowndamnself for a change. Watch the traffic elitist behind you when you take your foot of the brakes at a red light, and test their skill (or lack thereof).  The road ain't a solo act, and we're all in this mess together - might as well own it.

Remember, many of the world's great problems could have been smothered in the crib - don't let your headache grow into World War Seven.  The Garage Hour is here to help when it does, though, with everything from trailer hitches (stalking your every shin), Bowie weirdness (better to burn out), abject madness (of lefty relatives), new-car invasiveness (bought a truck but sold his data), and Night Fliers (the book or the Mustang?). Don't be dismayed - there's more: notworking highway workers, Indiana pinkos, Nissan owners, deer fear, and trailer bitches.

Remember, many of the world's great problems could have been smothered in the crib - don't let your headache grow into World War Seven.  The Garage Hour is here to help when it does, though, with everything from trailer hitches (stalking your every shin), Bowie weirdness (better to burn out), abject madness (of lefty relatives), new-car invasiveness (bought a truck but sold his data), and Night Fliers (the book or the Mustang?). Don't be dismayed - there's more: notworking highway workers, Indiana pinkos, Nissan owners, deer fear, and trailer bitches.

Cars, trucks, beers and guns! We've got those for a night of sips at Trinity Brewing, plus an analysis of which generations of Dredd and Punisher were worth your time, plus Tiggers, bacon and a drunk fly. It's mostly gearhead - we review a survey of 43,000 people that analyzes what your car says about your vote (prepare to be surprised), plus the top-10 cars for libs and progs.  There's also some reporting from CD player testing on an on-ramp (Gs won, CDs lost), and some useful thoughs about whicn pistols are best to carry (love the one you're with).  Trinity brings an imperial stout, a mild IPA, a European lager and a classic Oktoberfest.

Cars, trucks, beers and guns! We've got those for a night of sips at Trinity Brewing, plus an analysis of which generations of Dredd and Punisher were worth your time, plus Tiggers, bacon and a drunk fly. It's mostly gearhead - we review a survey of 43,000 people that analyzes what your car says about your vote (prepare to be surprised), plus the top-10 cars for libs and progs.  There's also some reporting from CD player testing on an on-ramp (Gs won, CDs lost), and some useful thoughs about whicn pistols are best to carry (love the one you're with).  Trinity brings an imperial stout, a mild IPA, a European lager and a classic Oktoberfest.

When time for negotiations are through and Lelu Dallas's multipass won't cut the mustard (Bunky), you can usually fall back on a mechanical part to function like the instructions said it would.  That's not always the case with digital traction aids and computer-controlled robo-'froaders.  Point is, there are good points and bad points for each, but the bads for knuckle-dragging hard parts don't look to be nearly as hazardous as the downsides of fancy programming and traction voodoo.  The Garage Hour goons are here to help figure out what's it to you. While we're in there, we've also got some parts humor, flaky drivers and a few pot-shots at Mom (because no one can lay it on thicker than her).

When time for negotiations are through and Lelu Dallas's multipass won't cut the mustard (Bunky), you can usually fall back on a mechanical part to function like the instructions said it would.  That's not always the case with digital traction aids and computer-controlled robo-'froaders.  Point is, there are good points and bad points for each, but the bads for knuckle-dragging hard parts don't look to be nearly as hazardous as the downsides of fancy programming and traction voodoo.  The Garage Hour goons are here to help figure out what's it to you. While we're in there, we've also got some parts humor, flaky drivers and a few pot-shots at Mom (because no one can lay it on thicker than her).

As if the geeks and goons chasing the Garage Hour don't have enough reality to deal out already, it's a show with more - fat beardos with their first bike (and it was pink!), Florida's Haulover Inlet and all the sweet boats that hit it (and those that couldn't pull it off), that Mustang "Guy" who doesn't understand traffic doesn't plan to cooperate, and a little bit on where have all the UbLyfters gone. Why yes, there's more: cats and dogs (refusing to live together), the value of coolant, a few thoughts on the importance of human decency and why other drivers could use some.

As if the geeks and goons chasing the Garage Hour don't have enough reality to deal out already, it's a show with more - fat beardos with their first bike (and it was pink!), Florida's Haulover Inlet and all the sweet boats that hit it (and those that couldn't pull it off), that Mustang "Guy" who doesn't understand traffic doesn't plan to cooperate, and a little bit on where have all the UbLyfters gone. Why yes, there's more: cats and dogs (refusing to live together), the value of coolant, a few thoughts on the importance of human decency and why other drivers could use some.