It's A Blub Blub Thing

Duct tape, staples, screws, blue foam, luan, chicken wire, wood glue, gorilla glue, expanding foam, zip ties, polyester resin, gum and Spandex are some of the materials I removed from the MOGmobile dome to make room for the brain.  In the wine world MOG stands for "material other than grapes".  I think it refers to earwigs and things that find their way into the wine.  They are allowed to have a certain % of earwigs.

So I removed all the material other than MOG that constituted the plug upon which we laid the fiberglass.
This is to make room for the new roof mounted remote control arm mechanism (garage door opener) and the AC unit.  It will also house some lovely lights to back light the brain and eyeballs.

The chicken wire that I pulled out tells the story of how blub blubs drill.  Sometimes  the chicken wire would catch the drill bit and wrap around it, wreaking havoc beneath the fiberglass shell, as it augered up sparrows' nests of junk drawer plug debris.  What makes it such a blub blub thing is the effort and determination it took to make these gnarly knots.  They are like wasp nests.  Some are so tightly bound, I can't imagine why the blubs didn't stop drilling and reverse it.  I love the resolve but the execution is questionable.  It did make for some nice photos.

Charleyland, OR

I live in a fantasy world. Here is the proof. This is my house today. How could I justify a bad mood?

The MOGmobile is back. It has been on a 4500 mile tour and is ready for an interior makeover. Lounge is the word I have been given. I will keep you posted.

magical drilling

Like snowflakes on a sunny day, we are all glistening in a magical sparkle cloud of fiberglass dust. It is truly beautiful. I dance in the heavenly mist.

MOGress Report: All Praise The Blub Blubs!!

I am literally fighting back tears at the overwhelming outpour of effort and time people have put towards the MOGmobile. Remember when Tom Sawyer had to white wash the fence? Well this is that to eleven. People I don't even know are proudly donning the Blub Blub blacks and plugging holes just to be part of this insane project. Today we had 12 people working like ants and we got quite a bit accomplished. Unbelievable. Thank you.

The stereo rocks! This vehicle will cause mayhem anywhere it goes.

MOGress Report: The Bar Has Been Set High.

The bar has been set high by Polly Ward from Hammer and Fabric.

She works out of her garage shop she shares with her boyfriend in Eagle Creek Oregon and she slew this project. I asked for a fur tuck and roll made from the hides of the elusive Orange Harp Seal and its baffling cousin the Blue Harp Seal. I don't know how she got them but she did. We spoke about the colors and some general concepts and she pretty much knocked it out of the park. I asked her to go with her inspiration and gave her a lot of freedom with the details of the design. The seats and the flowing musical graphic sewn into the door panels are Jamaican Blue Lizard, a hide even more rare than how I like my steaks, and that's very rare. Now it has become a primary goal to make sure the interior isn't the best part of the vehicle! And that ain't no gimme. Thank you, Polly!

I also have to thank my pal Doug Hoeschler for taking some of these pics for me.

Eat Your Heart Out, Rogaine!

Although I suffer from male pattern baldness, I have never sincerely considered drilling 9/16" holes in my head until now. What a luscious, thick, silky blue forest of hair the MOGmobile is going to have. The ladies are going to line up just to run their fingers through it. I might have to hook a blow dryer up to the exhaust pipe.

Here are a couple of images of a sample I have been playing with. I made a fiberglass cast of my daughter's Bilibo and plugged it up with ultra fancy nautical nylon rope. It comes in the colors I need and it can take a beating without losing it's integrity. I plug it, then pick and fray it and suddenly, poof! I have a full thicket of luxurious hair. I am going to build out the whole rig in a fiberglass encasement, drill about 3000 holes and stuff them with about 800 feet of rope of varying lengths. I'll be drillin' like a villain for the month of February.

I have rallied a few bros to help me out

How To Buy A Used Car

I know when I need to call in a ringer and I am lucky because I've got a few of 'em. My pal Derrick is a dozen ringers wrapped in one. Among other things, he is a champion of the little guy, and in the heinous arena of used car procurement, I am tiny. I enlisted him to accompany me, yesterday to find the van that will become the MOGmobile. After working the seedy car lots of Beaverton, Tigard and Portland, we finally scored a killer deal on a beautiful Ford 1 ton blank canvas. Take a look because it ain't gunna look like this much longer. It is off to the upholsterer tomorrow for the interior fuzzativation.

Derrick has been honing his system for a while now and when he explained it to me, I asked if I could video him. Here it is. Pay attention.

MOGmobile Conception: Real Enough to Reveal

The MOGmobile is now in it's second trimester and I feel like I can finally tell people.

Ever since the first sonogram I have been itching to let the cat out of the bag, but if you have ever incubated such a project, you know how it is. I am excited to report that after some initial concerns, we are now looking at a very happy, healthy, fuzzy, blue baby.

If everything works out, I will be driving the real thing down to San Fran in early March. Keep your finger crossed for me and feel free to let me know what you think. I will continue to document the progress. This one is going to be special.

The rendering below is the result of a ringer I brought in from Baltimore, my very good and ultra talented pal Monsieur Ruppert. As a matter of fact, he is making the trek across this great nation to help fabricate. I secured an extremely funky fabrication facility today and purchased a bald van from which the beast shall burgeon. Things are progressing. I am looking forward to generating a bountiful bouquet of blogworthy blather to share with all of my imaginary friends. I will keep me posted.

MOGmobile: It's Time To Start Conceiving

I am more than fortunate, I'm fivetunate. What a gig! I am fired up and ready to get into the MOGmobile. I enlisted the help of Twin Barrels Burning superstars, Eric Black, Derrick Benson and David Lewin to brainstorm with me the other evening. And what a storm it was. We came up with a whopper.

whop·per (hwŏp'ər, wŏp'-) n. Slang

1. Something exceptionally big or remarkable

   2.A gross untruth.

I need MOG to give me the thumbs up before I show anything here but

lemme tell you this: The safety is off!

I can show you this: (hint hint, can you guess what the MOGmobile is going to look like?)