This weekend, NASCAR goes to Texas Motor Speedway, where of course, some terrifying state-fair-like concoctions will be on the track menu. Here’s how they plan to kill us slowly this year: chicken wings dipped in bacon queso, then coated in bacon bits and Doritos. I’m surprised Taco Bell hasn’t asked for the recipe.
Allow me to list some of the things I love: Motorcycles, turbos, diesel, and bacon. Through the wonders of Marketing, all of these things have coalesced into a diesel cafe racer that's making a cross-country trip powered by bacon grease. And yes, it smells like breakfast rolling down the road.
Today is International Bacon Day, and what better way to celebrate than to go on a bacon tour of New York in a car wrapped in bacon? There were four stops, a billion milligrams of sodium, and way too many bacon-topped cupcakes, but it was just OH SO DELICIOUS.
Groucho Marx once said that he had no desire to be a part of any club that would accept people like him as a member. I generally agree with that sentiment, as I'm sure many of you do. But that, of course, leads us to a notably paradoxical dilemma: what the hell are we supposed to do with ourselves?
The only thing better than a festival serving bacon dishes of every sort is a bacon festival featuring a few 2013 Dodge Vipers. The similarities between Vipers and bacon aren't all that obvious at first, but look a little deeper and they're there.
The modern automobile in a nutshell: pork products, climate control, communication. If you don't have those, you don't have anything. [The Daily What]
Just like bacon and Americans, airbags are causing cars to get bigger. On a plus note, editor emeritus Mike Spinelli tells us bacon has the same effect on your body as cocaine. No more airbags, but more bacon please.[TheSmokingTire]