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This is a somewhat modified Ford Model T roadster built by a remarkably young fellow in Portland (with a remarkably good sense of automotive aesthetics) at the Vernonia Jamboree parade.  Video: a walkaround, and another one with good audio.  A magazine article.  Nice. Car.  Continuing the link bonanza, here is a vintage, very Wallace-and-Gromit-esque  Top Gear bit on Model Ts (see a particularly Wallace moment at 1:18).  Also, a very unabridged video on how to drive a Model T (hint: no PRNDL or anything even remotely similar).  And finally, while we’re on cars, a completely unnecessary Jeremy Clarkson beatbox mashup thingy.

I got an iPhone.  I can’t put it down.  What a beautiful, amazing little thing.

So, smartphone old-timers, what apps must I have?  Favorites?

Unrelated: I’m on Twitter (@marshaun) if you’re interested.

Again unrelated: here’s a beautiful essay on Winter by Mark Helprin.

On Christmas Day 2010, my dad, my brother-in-law Cory and I did a little shooting with the quintessential cowboy rifle: a Winchester Model 94 Carbine handed down from my grandpa Chick. My dad warned us of its kick (“like a mule!” he said), and sure enough it bruised my shoulder and now, naturally, I want one.

I love how this video captures the massive, echoing BOOM this rifle makes, and also caught the muzzle flash.

A: Johnny Horton

(Thank you Jocelyn for this excellent photo.  And that’s Corbin, for those of you who know Corbin.)