Complete Coverage of Russo and Steele 2018

Our complete coverage of the auction doesn’t really exist. Sorry. We requested media credentials to bring you more highlights, just like last year and 2015. The response from R/S? Crickets. Not even an “LOL, no.” Gooding operated behind the same tent of silence in response to our credential request. 

It wasn’t just us. Our friend the famous spy and social media empress met with the same lack of acknowledgment. She evidently found a way in. We are left with a couple of moments form Cars and Coffee, and R/S day at the Pavilions.

 We invite all non-credentialed media waiting for an email to cough up the $30 (or $25 if you saved that coupon).
We invite all non-credentialed media waiting for an email to cough up the $30 (or $25 if you saved that coupon).

Scenes From a Mall


We are always working to improve, experimenting, revisiting with fresh techniques. At the last Cars and Coffee, the experiment was tripod and fill flash at dawn.


It took 40 years. but my search finally bore fruit.

Somewhere around 40 years ago. my good friend Fred claimed the family Monaco wagon had a 440 with an “8 Barrel” carb. He was half right, twice over. The Monaco had a 440. It had half an 8 barrel, i.e., a 4 barrel carb.

I teased him mercilessly because there was no such thing as an “8 barrel.” Two 4 bbls? Sure. Four 2 bbls? sounded needlessly complex, so maybe a Ferrari had that. Neither one was a 1×8.

Still, I felt bad, because it was a silly teenage boast, made impossible because he treated the parts list like a math question. 4×2=2×4=1×8. All =8, right. So, for the last 10 years, I have been on a conscious hunt for an example of Chrysler calling a 2×4(or any other math equivalent) setup an “8 barrel.”

The guys in the Mopar clubs said I was dumb. Chrysler materials on Google from the 1960s were of no help. I thought it was pointless, yet I kept looking under the hoods of any V8 MoPar from the 1950s through the early 70s.

On Saturday, I went to the Gateway Classic Cars show in Deer Valley. Tucked away between Cadillacs and Camaros was a yellow Dodge Dart Swinger. Ho hum. Seen it. Uncle Bill had one with a vinyl roof and a 225 “slant six.”

This one had gaudy yellow paint and an oversized hood scoop. What Gives? Who does that – wait, what’s that on the scoop?

Read it and weep. Read it and weep.

Why yes, they ARE real! It’s not a misprint.

I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t stumbled upon it personally. You are forgiven, Fred. Vindicated. Exonerated. Right.

Please Come to L.A.

Like the song says…

“Please Come to L.A. to live forever
California life alone is just too hard to build
I live in a house that looks out over the ocean
And there’s some stars that fell from the sky
Livin’ up on the hill
Please come to LA”

— Dave Loggins, Please Come to Boston

Come for the pink DeLoreans, stay for the random “celebrity sightings.”

I want to say that's Jennifer Aniston and her house monkey Ryan Seacrest. 🐵
I want to say that’s Jennifer Aniston and her house monkey Ryan Seacrest. 🐵

More importantly, it is the Beverly Hills Concours in just two short weeks. (AS if I needed an excuse.) What I do need is cash and a hotel room. Or a patron with a sofa