Credit for the idea goes to Folu of @whiskeysoaking on Twitter via this tweet.
The full-sized version can be found here: http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/rcast1986/GatsbyMenswearLARGE.gif
Credit for the idea goes to Folu of @whiskeysoaking on Twitter via this tweet.
The full-sized version can be found here: http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/rcast1986/GatsbyMenswearLARGE.gif
You have 107 grand burning a hole in your offshore bank account, and you’ve decided to treat yourself to a luxury performance SUV. Nice. So the big, hundred thousand dollar question is: what to get?? You could opt for the lighter, faster, more powerful sled with a better ride and superior handling in a Porsche Cayenne S…or you could get a G-Wagen.
By pure numbers alone, the Cayenne S schools its fellow German in terms of horses (400 v. 382), 0-60 acceleration (5.4 v. 6.0), curb weight (4,553 v. 5,622), braked towing capacity (7,716 lbs. v. 3,500), and even fuel consumption (16/22 v. 12/15). And the news doesn’t get any better for the Merc once you look at the subjective feedback: handling has been described as “ponderous”, the ride as “choppy” and the steering as “sluggish”, “unresponsive” and “exhausting”.
The interior of the Benz is bland and dated compared to the competition, and its top-heavy design can look and feel ridiculous on the road, like you’re driving a 382-horsepowered ice cream truck. That being said, the overall boxy-ness of the thing is thought of as “iconic”, as its strong lines are something to be admired, and it has sound off-roading capabilities. Still, there’s no denying that the G has been seriously overshadowed by other vehicles in its segment. This is especially true on the road, where the vast majority of these types of cars are used.
And all of this is without factoring in price: with the money left over, you could get a Porsche Cayenne S and remodel your kitchen. That’s right—the two are separated by $40,000 in MSRP. The Benz weighs in at a whopping $107,000—or, in other words, almost exactly the price of a base Cayenne and a Boxter S combined.
Maybe this comes from MB’s stubborn refusal to really change much about the G in the last 30 years—in contrast, Porsche shaved 400 lbs off of its sport-ute for 2011. Whatever the reason, the Mercedes-Benz G-Wagen is a hugely overpriced, underperforming disappointment, good only for people who want to make some kind of statement about themselves.
Usually, this statement is “Hey everyone, I’m an asshole.”
Randall: I have a blanket on top of me and my computer is on my lap. As I’m trying to type around the edges of the blanket, I think to myself, “Man, I really wish this thing had sleeves.” And thus began the troubling realization that I am the *exact* target market for a Snuggie. Can I just give up already? I give up.
I’m always confused by people who post self-taken food pics on social networks. Like all photography, photographing one’s food is an exercise in lighting and composition, which a lot of people seem unable to grasp. Not to mention, most people cooking for themselves aren’t preparing a meal with presentation in mind, so in the end you just get a disgusting looking grey mass of mush. I think I lucked out here with the lighting, but I’m just curious about what everyone thinks: gross? Or does it look good? (Taken with instagram)
So, the “biggest game of the year” went down Saturday. The result: A kick-happy field goal fest that failed to match up to any of the media’s months-long hype, including the frequent claims that this game would, in fact, be “football Armageddon”. But unfortunately for fans of actually-entertaining football, the game was about as quality as that one movie about actual Armageddon. And unless you’re a punting aficionado, this one had all the sex appeal of a WNBA regular season game. But the best part of this will be the way BCS apologists come to the defense of the teams at play, and—perhaps even better—the SEC at large. When the league from the Southeast puts out a stinker like the one Saturday night, it’s “Oh, that’s just SEC defense!”, while high-scoring affairs are conveniently labeled as “just SEC offense!”, meaning that—no matter what happens—the system will continue to feed into itself and perpetuate its reputation as the best conference, even in years where this may not necessarily be true. With there being very few exceptions to the SEC-teams-only-play-pathetic-out-of-conference-schedules rule, it’s almost impossible for schools to embarrass themselves in a loss to anyone outside of the conference. And then what happens? “That’s just SEC football!” And SEC football, I declare, is overrated.