I can't go anywhere without someone asking about the car. I was on the way to Montana... actually to Ontario. Hennessey and I are going to Montana today & his truck broke down. So I had to go from Sherman Oaks to Ontario to pick his ass up and then drive all the way back to Burbank.

I live 10 miles away from the Burbank airport and instead, I have to drive a 110 mile round trip to get Hennessey. At least I'm driving on free fuel.

So I'm driving on the 10 East, and my exit is next. A car gets on the freeway and paces me, then starts honking. "What the hell, I didn't do anything." I thought he wanted to merge into traffic & was too stupid to either speed up & get ahead of me, or slow down and merge in behind me. I looked over and it's another 1980's Mercedes. He merged in behind me and came up on my left, trying to talk to me through his passenger window to find out where to get a veg oil conversion. I yelled back, "SideshowDoug.com," but he couldn't understand it over the wind and traffic noise, so I got him to exit with me in Ontario.

I gave this guy my website & the Lovecraft info, then showed him my car and chatted with him for a few minutes. He's a character actor that looked a bit like a younger Nicholas Cage type. I asked if he could do that crazy dance that Cage did in Valley Girl, but he politely declined. It'll be interesting to see if I hear from him again and if he gets his car converted.