I've always thought of starting up a Tarmac Philosopher podcast, but I think I'll stick to writing. Writing, for me, is much easier than recording into a live mic. I don't know why. Maybe it's the pressure of constantly having to speak, and the fear of being taken out of context. Who knows?

The heart of this blog is finding joy, excitement, profoundness, and life's lessons in those wonderful machines we call automobiles. There's so much we can learn about them, and so much we can learn from them. You may call me a hopeless, odd, demented romantic fantasizing about metal machinery of all things. But the fact is, I am. The class of "practical people" who call cars simply "things to get you from point A to point B." have an amazingly bland, cynical viewpoint.

G.K. Chesterton, a very famous philosopher, once wrote a delightful small selection called "The Romantic in the Rain", where he brilliantly delves into how he sees rain, and mercilessly rips into those who are bothered by rain and see it as an inconvienence. Once you finish reading his words, you either think Chesterton was a loony, or think that rain is simply a fantastic thing. I, personally, had a renewal of opinion regarding rain. I now loved rain. Eff umbrellas. Chesterton's sweeping, romantic word-pictures of rain had taken hold of my imagination.

This is how I envision the Tarmac Philosopher blog. Delving into the world of automobiles. Sweeping aside the politics, corporate issues, money, power, desensitization and corruption that has infected the world of automobiles. I want to get back to the basics about how we think of cars. I want to think about cars like I did when I was six, with amazed wonderment at these beautiful, inspiring machines.

The world is cynical. We've lost the innocence and wonder we had when we were children. Can't that come back? I can't make it all come back, but I can still have fun writing and thinking about cars and fun, can't I?