Good news! This coming Sunday is 10/10/10, which has been officially designated as global Carbon Action Day. Which, as I understand it, involves scaring up some action by way of our old miracle friend carbon - a/k/a "Gaia's gift to the periodic tables."
Mister, now that's the kind of activism I can get behind! And if the reader-driven annual Iowahawk Earth Week Cruise is any indication, you can too. That's why I'm asking you - the selfless, globally concerned Iowahawk reader - to dedicate the upcoming weekend to increasing your carbon output by 10*10*10%. And the more action you create the better! Have some tires to smoke? Leaves to burn? Bratwurst to grill? Heavy breathing to do? Get to it, carbon slacker, and be creative! Send me the documentary evidence (video, photo, or links) and I'll see to it your fellow Iowahawk carbon activist are informed of your good works, right here on this thread.
Together we can stand proudly alongside other activists, like the fantasy-snuff-film makers of the 10:10 Project, and let the world know we are ready to do something about carbon. Plus generate some cheap site hits for me!
Send me your stuff by Friday Oct 15, via the email link on the left sidebar, with subject line "10/10 Carbon Action." Thread will be updated as entries roll in. To help generate community awareness and activism, comments are now open!
Many thanks to all for sharing your carbon exploits, both by email and in the comments section. One last one from me - after ditching Tammi Jo on Saturday to drink beer with my bum hot rod friends the Hunnert Car Pileup (see below) I thought it'd be best for common-law marriage relations to spend Sunday on a romantic his & hers carbon spew. Drove all 7 of our operational vehicles (5 cars, 2 sickles), capped by a drive to Navy Pier for a ride on a real life Chicago carbon pirate ship. Aaaaarrrrrgh matey! Never mind those sails, that sucker had a big diesel below deck.
10/11/10 UPDATE: BEHOLD THE CARBONATION
Thanks to the Sunday carbon activism of wise earth steward C. Thompson, the planet will soon have a sustainable supply of high fructose corn syrup:
This little beauty burns 35 gallons of diesel fuel a day, but its carbon emissions are dwarfed by those liberated by burning of trees. This land is being cleared of forest in order to plant corn. Will definitely be roudup-ready corn fertilized with urea synthetically derived from natural gas ripped from the tender womb of Gaia.
Anthony Bialy does his carbonating in the most efficient way possible - by paying the corporate experts at Micky D's:
I outsourced my carbon output increase to the professionals. What better option is there for increasing one's footprint than the world’s favorite fryer? Being part of the solution was greasily delicious. And you better fucking believe I ordered the biggest value meal they sell, because I CARE. Best of all, I won a "large beef sandwich" in the Monopoly game. I will think globally/gorge locally again soon for free!
Everythang's big in Texas - especially the carbon output! Quadruple-threat carbonator Mike B explains:
Here in Texas, once the Fall breezes blow an the temp drops below the mid 90s, there is such a flurry of activity that one has to pick and choose which event and vehicle that one has time to get going.
As we say here in Texas, "If you don't have an oil well, get one."
The first Saturday of the Month is Cars & Coffee. Plus got my Alfa to Italian Car Fest. A few highlights.
Last weekend was the GoodGuys show at the Texas Motor Speedway. It was also the Peanut Fest in my home town of Aubrey. Drove my tractor to town and joined the parade. Mine's at the tail end.
I usually participate, but the Texas Antique Airplane Association was also holding their Fly-In at the Gainsville Airport. I flew my Pacer. There were 120 aircraft registered.
Today was our Cadillac-LaSalle Club regional meet. Drug myself out and drove the '63 Coupe to the festivities. I would have brought the '41 as well, but couldn't find an extra driver.
Fellow Chicagolander Jeff Heileman paid back our unseasonable awesome weather with a delicious carbon contribution:
Here is my small contribution to your "carbon action" drive. The weather in Chicago was beautiful this weekend, so I fired up my smoker to cook up a load of spare ribs with a homemade Jim Beam BBQ sauce (half a cup for the sauce, one cup for the chef). I know this a meager offering, but bear in mind I had to chop down the apple tree in my backyard earlier this summer for the apple wood for the smoker. Its fruit producing days were long gone, and the only purpose the tree served was as a home for a bunch of freeloading squirrels and birds! By the way, the ribs were great, recipe at http://www.smoker-cooking.com/smokedbabybackribs.html and you can find a good Bourbon sauce recipe under the sauces link on that page.
When it comes to his '69 F-100, Ed Stembridge obeys Truth-In-Labeling laws.
Atlanta's James Hammons is probably out of the running for a Nobel Peace Prize after this Sunday drive:
I fly a fabric-covered, radial-engined, 100-octane LEADED fuel burning, oil-smoke-spewing biplane, pimping rides in Atlanta. We separate the unsuspecting masses from their cash, in return for messing up their hair and upsetting their stomach for 30 minutes at a time.
We do the same thing at regional airshows, where people line up to hand us their money. We took these photos today, during the foolishness. The yellow biplane (N7020L) is mine, but I included some other hot rods, including a 12,000 HP jet dragster that crept along the runway at a mere 375 MPH. Twice. Each Day.
A couple of F-15s burning kerosene in the afterburners managed a fuel burn of about 1000 pounds of fuel per MINUTE, and the grand finale was the jet dragster racing an airplane, and the race ended with a pyro display worthy of a tree hugger's ire. As you'll see, the smoke blocked the sun.
Did I mention we did all of this two days in a row? Got bless Capitalism and leaded fuel.
One of my favorite Iowahawk readers, the mighty and mysterious "Pilot X," never disappoints in carbon-related reader participation posts. He send this pic of his hoopty, and from the comments adds:
Today I unselfishly contributed and then vaporized 2,052 gallons of ultra-premium JET-A to the cause of keeping the planet from turning into a giant ice ball. Thank me very much.
"Red Seewun" of the carbon crazy San Fernando Valley decided to do some cross-promotion at Gaia-worship site 350.org for his Sunday carbon fest. The party poopers deleted it, but not before Red grabbed a screen cap:
Atlanta's Ralph Lord had a solid reason for celebrating the human race yesterday:
We're having a party today for my wife who just finished radiation treatment for cancer. 3 large pieces of meat smoked and rotisseried. (is that a word?) Oh, the wasteful emission of carbon we'll be causing
1. The carbon emitted to raise the livestock
2. The methane (containing carbon you know) emitted by the livestock
3. The carbon put into the atmosphere to cook the meat
4. 30 kids running around expelling huge amounts of CO2. Maybe we should ask them to sit quietly and not breathe so hard?
5. The extra CO2 that escapes from the keg of barley pop
BTW, I wonder how much wonderful carbon was emitted for the construction and operation of the radiation machine? Egads, think how we could have helped mother earth by just letting my wife die and not using the 'lectricity to shoot the x-rays. Oh, the horror of our selfishness is becoming apparent to me now.
I think we'll just have to kill her at the party and burn her on a BBQ pyre. Wait a minute...
Former Iowan Jeff Matejcik spent Sunday carbonating Arizona and 3 or 4 other Southwest states in his righteous Caddy:
This is my 1966 Caddy, 429, Rochester 4-Jet. Original everything - inside and out (except for the seat covers). Bought her in 2000 with 140K on her - and and she's been my DAILY for 110,000 more. Blowing so much oil past the rings on #6 cylinder and the front and rear seals (gotta keep that oil level just below the shaft - ha) that she takes a a quart every couple of days and occasionally some Lucas honey. If you want hot rod action on a tranny and rear end geared this low (limo style) you have to hyper tune the carb and thump that pedal to drag off every line and leave the appropriate cloud of oil smoke. Sticker in the back window says "shut up hippy" and the other says "Joy Division". Pure Detroit muscle - and it makes me happy every day I throw it down the road. Here she is at Manzanita Speed Way (before they turned it into another housing development) in Phoenix - dirt race track - I got to take it around the track before we left (that includes both girls in this picture)... and had no business parking her along side of all the sweet piles of love-rust that we were around.
*Unfortunately I will have to disqualify Jeff from award consideration; hot chick and Caddy not withstanding, what kind of Iowan puts a damned MICHIGAN plate on it?
PD Batt offers this meaty entry:
Over pure carbon charcoal, 2 NY strip steaks (from corn fed, flatulence emitting bovine’s) cook “Pittsburgh Style” in cast iron to honor the ultimate Carbon Kings, the iron workers, whose smokestacks, rising hundreds of feet in the air, paid homage to Gaia by spreading the blessed carbon across several states and countries.
And we cruise to the butcher shop in this 2010 Iowahawk Earth Day Virtual Cruise-In entry;
Harry Bergeron writes:
And in the evening, visit the drags to see the famous Late To School Rocket Drag Bus
10/10/10 10:10 AM UPDATE: videos and pics are beginning to trickle in, and I'll be updating this post as they do.
First contestant: me! I got a jumpstart on the carbonating yesterday by making a completely unnecessary 400 mile solo round trip in an empty 5.4 liter V-8 pickup to Decatur IL for the 9th Hunnert Car Pileup, an annual pagan rite that celebrates automotive inefficiency. Somewhere around 2000 hot rod and customs were on hand for the festivities, and afterwards I attended an elegant carbon spewing afterparty BBQ at the home of my colleague Aaron 'Plowboy' Grote (whom you may recall from our sojourn to the Playboy Mansion last year).
Some noteworthy carbon activism stickers spotted:
And a slideshow of some of the festivities: