Usually I have some idea about the day’s blog topic before I sit down to write it. On some days, though, I have no idea…like today.

Let’s see…if you’re reading this blog please read the comments.

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That line appears at the bottom of every post and the comments can be read simply by clicking on the link. I omitted the item showing the number of minutes, which I have learned is the WordPress estimate for how long it should take someone to read the post. On average it takes me 30-45 minutes to write a post including research.

The comments are an important part of a blog, in my opinion. No comment is published without being moderated by me so the comments should not degenerate into a series of spam/ads or a flame war.


Speaking of a flame war…I have toyed with the idea of sending tweets to celebrities in which I strongly disagree with their views. I would be respectful and certainly not use any profanity, but in the end I think the only reason I want to engage in such activity is in the hope it will drive viewers to Disaffected Musings. What do you think of the idea?


Another picture from the Classic Auto Mall in Morgantown, PA. This is a 1988 Avanti convertible. At the Barrett-Jackson auction at Mohegan Sun in Connecticut in 2016 I almost purchased a 1988 Avanti (not a convertible). However, the auction was only about a month after I had purchased the Z4 so I couldn’t really justify staying in the bidding until the end.

The 1988 cars were based on the Chevrolet Monte Carlo chassis. Obviously, they used a Chevrolet engine: a 305 cubic-inch V-8 that produced 170 HP/250 LB-FT of torque.

I have been a fan of the Avanti ever since I saw this:

This is from The Golden Guide To Sports Cars, which I purchased while in elementary school through a school book-buying program. I told you I’ve had the car bug for a long time. The first copyright date for this book is 1966. (By the way, I apologize for all of the extraneous material in the photo, but I am still getting used to my new scanner. I also suspect that, technically, posting this page from the book is a copyright violation. Oh well…)

I believe a “picture” of a Maserati in the same book is what started Jeremy Clarkson of Top Gear and The Grand Tour on his lifelong love of cars. I did not destroy the book in order to scan the page; the book was already destroyed. I am overjoyed that I have any of it, at all, and I have purchased a pristine example that just sits on a shelf to protect the flimsy binding.

An Avanti is a strong contender for my Ultimate Garage, but I’m not sure which version of the car I would choose. In my previous blog I wimped out and showed an original Studebaker Avanti in addition to a more modern version. When Ultimate Garage 2.0 is revealed I will pick only one if an Avanti is selected.

What started your love of cars? I would very much like to read your story.





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  1. I don’t know exactly what sparked my love of cars – but my parents used to tell me that as young as age 4 I could tell you the make and usually the year of any car I saw. I was 6 when Studebaker introduced the beautiful Starlight/Starliner coupes. I thought then – at age 6 – and still think today 65 years later – that the Starliner hardtop is the most beautiful car ever built. (I don’t like the pillared Starlight coupes as much – that “B” pillar is too thick and harms the look of the car.) The hardtop version doesn’t have a bad line on it. As an offshoot of that, I’ve always liked the original Avanti a lot.


    1. Thanks, 56packardman, for the comment and for being the most important contributor to this blog…well, except me. In my warped mind I have always thought Studebaker mis-named those cars as the Starlight should have been the pillar-less design. You can see the basic design (Robert Bourke?) all the way through the Hawks including the GT Hawk.

      As I have written before my father ran a gas/service station and I grew up around cars. (He later acquired ownership of that station, but that’s another story.) Having an OCD personality and without baseball as an obsession, my first passion has returned with a vengeance.


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