http://www.rock1053.ca

So, with the price of gasoline currently at $452.74 a liter these days (I could be a little off on my prices), here’s a ride that claims to achieve 258 miles to the gallon.

This $600 car is no toy and is ready to be released in China next  year.

 
This is a single seated car.  Two seater then 4 seater in about a year. 

Will be selling for 4000 Yuan, equivalent to US$ 600..

Fuel tank capacity =  1.7 gallons

Speed = 62 – 74.6 Miles/hour

Fuel efficiency = 258 miles/gallon

Travel distance with a full tank = 404 miles

The power plant is a one cylinder diesel positioned ahead of the rear axle  and combined with an automatic shift controlled by a knob in the interior.

Safety was not compromised as the impact and roll-over protection is comparable to the GT racing cars. It exceeds U.S. safety standards.

I’m curious to know how it this ride would endure a typical Canadian winter and I’d also be curious to know if this would have any interest in the Great White North as we are a society that love our vehicles.

So after a weekend of camping on the Road King where I found myself in Rosedale next to the Red Deer River, it felt good to sleep on my bed and not on the ground.

It was also pointed out to me that I burnt my leg sometime on the weekend.  I say ‘sometime’ because I really have no recollection of this happening until approximately 36 hours after the fact.

 While I’m the owner of a black lab called Dr. Jake, my medical experience is non-existent.  With that being said, I’m pretty sure the following is infected.

If we can learn anything from this, the combo of Lucky Lager and campfires can be detrimental to the epidermis.

In true Mail-it-in-Friday, here’s yesterday’s column from the Medicine Hat News. 

It’s my opinion that a single glass of lemonade is all the world needs to decipher what kind of outlook a person has on life.  While the easy path may lead you to that half empty jug of lemons and sugar, it’s much more fulfilling to travel down the road less traveled where that same pitcher of lemonade is waiting for you except now you’re looking at it from a hall full point of view. I bring this up after speaking with a local citizen whom I wouldn’t exactly call a team motivator. Their concern was a lack of live music that’s graced our city in the past couple of years and it makes me question if this individual has the word ‘music’ confused with the phrase ‘living under a rock’.

  My Back-to-the-Future Delorean is in the shop but my Chevette time traveler is working well enough to head back to 2008 which marked my very first permanent stop in the Gas City. While I can’t recall all the concerts I attended that year, a few definitely stuck out as highlights.  I’m reminded on a weekly basis courtesy of the Lawdy Mama how she missed out when the Queen of Rock hit up the Forgotten Corner, namely Pat Benatar.  And unless I consumed one too many Lucky Lagers that summer, I also recall 54 40 strutting their stuff with a free outdoor concert thanks in part to the Medicine Hat College. Personally, 2008 got even better when the dude with the talking guitar, a.k.a. Peter Frampton performed to a sold out theatre.    Our little area of Canada may have been deemed the Forgotten Corner last spring but 2009 and 2010 wasn’t worth forgetting about from a musical standpoint.  A symbol of Canadian rock, Gord Downie of the Tragically Hip did his thing in town last summer and then after that Lil’ Ole Band from Texas got their 2 foot long beards through customs, ZZ Top brought their boogie rock to the Medicine Hat Arena.  If the new generation of rock didn’t do it for you with Billy Talent and their collection of 16 music awards, maybe a little bit of Rhinestone action was up your alley when Glen Campbell played the Stampede.     Here we are, not even halfway through 2011 and the likes of Buckcherry and Papa Roach roared into town, providing some exercise for the ears and a welcomed distraction from the spring that never happened.  Two weeks ago and with only two stops in all of Alberta, Grammy Award winner Chris Cornell brought his one of a kind voice to town.  And while there’s more rumours of musical acts making their way to a city that obviously appreciates it’s live music, I once again question that certain person who feels there is a lack of auditory culture in our backyard.  I guess if you don’t buy the ticket, how can you take the ride?  And now if you’ll excuse me, I have to re-introduce myself with my Charlie Daniels Band collection because in case you’re unaware, that’s a little bit fiddle action I don’t plan on missing. 

After dealing with the flood of 2011 and without bringing up memories of last year’s water surplus, I thought I’d share some pictures of what’s happening in Manitoba right now.

This picture is the town of Morris, just south of Winnipeg and some of the best perogies you’ll ever find.

Take a look at this farm, now an island.  Look real close and you can see the power lines, which run right along a now non-exsistent road.

 Knowing how big a semi-trailer is, this is a LOT of water.

Thanks to Kid for sending me the pics.

What you won’t find here are answers to life’s questions nor today’s bonus word. (check out today’s edition of the Med Hat News for that)

What you will find here however is my column, also in today’s edition of the paper.

While spending some time at the Kidney Foundation’s 4^th Annual Fun Run last week, I was approached by a couple of people; one of which invited me to partake in some bull riding which I’m actually considering.  It was also commented to me that I must live a glamorous life working in radio.  I’ve been blessed to have been given the opportunity to do something I love that stills earns that bi-weekly bread however ‘glamorous’ isn’t the word I would use to describe my duties as a rock jock.  And it’s with a little sadness I have to burst this bubble because I’ve always been pro-bubble, given the chance.

Back in the day when gasoline was worth less than the vehicle I roam the streets in and also a time when hammer pants were stylin’ and profilin’, a dude by the name of Vanilla Ice came to town.  Instead of ‘getting jiggy with it’, we went and got lunch.  I can recall driving Vanilla all over town to quench his palate before we got in line for a Whopper at Burger King.  For what’s it worth, Mr. Ice and I went Dutch.

My co-host Cassie’s favorite band, Seether played a show a few years ago and when the last song was sung and last note plucked for the night, I headed backstage to thank the guys.  Faster than Baron VonRashki applying his patented ‘claw’ rasslin’ maneuver to a newbie challenger, I was thrown into a chokehold by one of Seether’s literal larger than life security.  This would have become an episode of Unsolved Mysteries had the lead singer, Shaun Morgan, not intervened and called his behemoth bodyguard off me.  Nothing says ‘glamorous’ like grasping for air after you’ve been accosted by Paul Bunyan’s bigger and less friendlier older brother.

And while some singers rake in more money in a single night than our nation’s budget, The Tea Party wasn’t one of them.  Lead singer Jeff Martin forgot all about beer karma and swiped one of my beers from me one night in Toronto.  Not a big deal but that Hogtown beverage cost me 11 dollars and it’s not like Jeff and I see a lot of each other because I’m still waiting for the man to repay the favor.  Seeing as how they broke up shortly thereafter, I’m not holding my breath.

Ultimately, my 7 month old daughter stays up later than I do. Birds are chirping, sunlight is streaming in through the windows, the neighborhood kids are playing in the street and I’m sawing logs before that sun sets.  Ahh yes. That life of glamour and glitz I lead has me snuggled up in bed long before America votes off another one of their favorite contestants but I was never a fan of American Idol anyway.

So, with at least 1/4 of our city being torn apart right now for various construction issues, I can completely understand that it can be a hassle.

 Like a half full glass of lemonade however, it’s all about perspective and after seeing what this town in Texas has to deal with among their construction projects, I think I’ll bite tongue and thank my lucky stars that wildlife around here doesn’t get too crazy with the exception of skunks, porcupines and the occasional 2 legged cougar.

This future pair of boots is 18 1/2 feet long

And in a adjacent area, this is what 87 pounds of snakes look like