Faffing is good. It is an important part of life. Faffing is when we disconnect from the matrix and idle for a while, like a car. Our body and spirit know deep down that human beings were not made for constant toil so subconsciously creates space through the mechanism of faffing.
The first autonomous cars date back to the late 20th century. But recent increases in sophistication and reductions in cost – reflected, for example, in cheap LIDAR systems, which can ‘see’ a street in 3D in a way similar to that of the human eye – are now bringing autonomous cars closer to the market.
One weekend, I was driving and in the car next to me on the freeway was a guy who looked like a very conservative Nick Frost, with a short haircut, these horn-rimmed glasses, and he was wearing a jacket and tie. I thought, Oh, there’s Nick if he were an accountant in the ‘50s or ’60s.
Yeah, well I think anyone who likes fast cars will love the Tesla. And it has fantastic handling by the way. I mean this car will crush a Porsche on the track, just crush it. So if you like fast cars, you’ll love this car. And then oh, by the way, it happens to be electric and it’s twice the efficiency of a Prius.
A lot of African Americans, especially men, deal with this as a part of life. I’ve been pulled over by the police in my life, and I think I’ve only gotten a ticket once. It’s just a part of everyday life, and it doesn’t matter if you’re in the car with your children or by yourself.
People often talk about the self-driving car and what will that do. In 32 states, the number one job is to be the driver. But remember, it’s not just the driver. Let’s think about the truck stops along the way. When you suddenly have a lot of other people who are dependent on those careers.
Fiction writers have long turned to winter to advance bluer palettes, slicker surfaces, and sharper contrasts. The sky darkens, the wind picks up, and flakes start to fall. Horizons shrink. Couples bicker. Cars slide off roads. Obliteration tends to loiter between the sentences.
In the car on my way to premieres and awards shows, I’ll sit with tissue paper under my armpits so I don’t soil the delicate dress fabric. The whole time, I’m telling myself, ‘Please don’t sweat, please don’t sweat.’ I throw the tissues out right before I step out of the car, and nobody ever knows! I just put on a smile and fake it.
Well, you can say there is a self driving car. I’m seeing the automation of vehicles. Really, computer-assisted driving. I think that is really interesting to us because we are taking all of the sensors technologies and putting them in cars and making people safer.
I was hit by a car when I was 13, and the rumour was immediately that I had been playing chicken with the car with my best friend Kenny in front of the Nutmeg Pantry, which was the only shop in Sharon. In fact, the guy who hit me was inebriated.
My dad took me out to see a meteor shower when I was a little kid, and it was scary for me because he woke me up in the middle of the night. My heart was beating; I didn’t know what he wanted to do. He wouldn’t tell me, and he put me in the car and we went off, and I saw all these people lying on blankets, looking up at the sky.
I fell in love with stories watching a British television puppet show called ‘Thunderbirds’ when it first came out on TV, about 1965, so I would have been 4 or 5 years old. I went out into the garden at my mom and dad’s house, and I used to play with my little dinky toys, little cars and trucks and things.
When you first get money, you buy all these things so no one thinks you’re mean, and you spread it around. You get a chauffeur and you find yourself thrown around the back of this car and you think, I was happier when I had my own little car! I could drive myself!
My first broadcast partner provided color commentary even though he was totally blind. Leroy McGuirk was a former NCAA Wrestling Champion at Oklahoma State University and long time kingpin of the NWA Junior Heavyweight Division before losing his sight in a car accident in Little Rock in the early 1950s.
The Ford Flex is a really, really cool car. You get inside and you have so much headroom and it’s really comfortable to drive and it’s real techy inside. You look at the screen and it’s blue and you’ve got all kinds of controls. Everything is digital.
When a car’s ahead of you, as long as you can see it, you get a tow, just like the draft in NASCAR. Even if it’s a long ways down the track, it punches a hole in the air that has to help. When you’re running alone, you can feel the difference, and it shows on the clock, too.
My accident was the result of incredible fate, with me spinning in a place I shouldn’t have, with a car coming at a speed it shouldn’t have, and hitting me with the sharpest and strongest thing that it has, which is the nose, in the most vulnerable part of the car, which is between the side part and the front wheel.
It’s annoying when someone’s in front of you driving ten miles an hour, and you’re like, ‘Okay, today,’ and someone else is on the side of you, so you can’t pass them, and when you finally do pass them and they are texting, the laser cannons just come out and disintegrate that car.
When people are deprived of a sense, their other senses get heightened. If you’re culturally devoid of something – of weather, of artistry, of interesting architecture, all the way down the line to culture itself – you’re either forced to give in and get that car dealership, or you manufacture those things for yourself.
I remember listening to Miles Davis in the car with my dad. I had just done my Grade 5 piano exam, and I was quite cocky. I said, ‘It sounds like he’s played the wrong note there.’ I remember the look of horror on my dad’s face, and thinking, ‘Wow, I have to figure out why that is not acceptable.’
The memories are vague of the accident. I remember coming out of the pitlane with cruise control, letting it go and then losing control of the car. I remember my hands frantically operating the steering wheel trying to recover control of the car, then this big, big noise and nothing more.
It is definitely true that the fundamental enabling technology for electric cars is lithium-ion as a cell chemistry technology. In the absence of that, I don’t think it’s possible to make an electric car that is competitive with a gasoline car.
I got into gambling when I was playing a casino. I was a hermit in those days. I would go onstage, go to my room, or if we had to travel, I’d get in a car or a plane, whatever. But I didn’t do anything. One day, this friend of mine said, ‘Do you want to play some blackjack?’
I do miss the Avalanche. That’s the my favorite car of all time, but that Dodge Ram Rebel has overtaken the Avalanche; I just love that truck. It’s got good vents in the hood; there’s no running boards underneath, so I can go Baja-ing if I want to, off-roading.
I had two cats growing up that were indoor/outdoor and both of them died from being hit by a car. One of them, she didn’t have an ID tag on, so someone just thought it was a stray cat I highly recommend to keep your cats indoors. Their lives end up a lot longer.
