The Emperor’s New Groove

At least for stationary targets, I am a convert to the church of tripods. Why? Blow these two up and you’ll see.

ISO 25600 F/22 1/125
ISO 25600 F/22 1/125
ISO 50 F/22 4.0
ISO 50 F/22 4.0

Or check out the ghosts from a 30 second exposure on the header image.

Under the Bridge

I am not immune to criticism. I often deserve it. Sometimes, I even invite it. I guess with eleventeen different websites and blogs and such, public criticism is inevitible.

Somewhere, things crossed a line. On Kiss My Asphalt, I ran into a commenter calling himself slrman. Constructive and interactive and then suddenly he went personal on me because I wasn’t a cheerleader for the state where I currently reside – saying I “lack the ethics and courage to leave.” [Ed.: Nah. Just money and a landing spot.]

In February 2014 I saw a 1986 Omni GLH and wrote a story about Omnis in general. In September 2015, a commenter in Surprise Arizona found it and started criticizing me about my opinions on the car line. Then someone self-identified as Robin Whipple at the same IP address joined in.

Sometime later, I decided to bolster the content of a newer site, Asphalt Valhalla (when it redirected to Kiss My Asphalt), with content from my other sites.  The post with the GLH got noticed by an anonymous commenter with the exact same IP address in August 2016.

“Here we go again,” I thought. See for yourself here.

Evidently, there was some connection between the commenter and the GLH. Maybe the anonymous poster was Robin’s husband? Maybe this was some family project? Who knows. Anyway, I obviously touched a nerve, even though I praised the red one that seems near and dear.

So on we go, I guess. One wonders what the next retort from Surprise will be.

A New Sheriff

is in town. We redesigned and rebranded the main site. Take a look.

“Kiss My Asphalt” was too cliche and had been done 7 ways from Sunday. The joint is now called Asphalt Valhalla. “Asphalt” as a link to our past, and because that is where cars are at their best. “Valhalla” because that is the destiny for venerated warriors. Plus, I feel a kinship to the old Norse ways. Together, it is a site to celebrate the wondrous grail cars before they take their flaming boat ride. Enjoy 

Porsche 911 GT3 RS in grape and mirrors.
Porsche 911 GT3 RS in grape and mirrors.

Huginn and Muninn Approve

WIP. Were looking for some logo art a lttle less oblique than a 911 driving off into the sunset.
WIP. Were looking for some logo art a lttle less oblique than a 911 driving off into the sunset.

There has been an awakening in the force. “Kiss My Asphalt” was a cute-ish play on words. Except the Simpsons already did it. And it sounds like something Flo at Mel’s Diner would say in between cracks of her gum.

It was time for a change. Not to “Larry Thorson Media.” That is this space, and it’s sort of a meta view of the world of my media interests. Plus, bleh. I hate self-promotion. I do the bare minimum.

In contrast, I am proud of my heritage. One grandma was fresh off the boat from Scotland, her husband’s older siblings were fresh off the boat from Norway. Allegedly, I am descended from a couple of famous alums from the old country. Currently, they are staying at some sort of resort for champions.

Several minutes of checking for copycats later, I had a name that incorporated my love of cars, my efforts to find and document the grail cars (and occasional unicorns).

So give a welcome to Asphalt Valhalla. It’s here (as soon as it propagates; transitioning URLs will happen when it happens), it’s mine and most of all, it hasn’t been done that I could find. I have the Twitter, the FB (in review) and the Instagram.

Enjoy. I am open to thoughts and helpful criticism.