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February 17, 2011

Romance Issue About Love, Lust & Laughter

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2011 Corvette ZR1 Coupe Road Test

Two Words for Chevy - Freakin' Hot!

Damn Women Drivers
How Big Jim & the Twins Got Burned!

What Does Your Car Say About You?

Does Your Car Reflect Your Personality?

2011 Jaguar XK Series New Car Review
Sultry, Sexy & Simply Gorgeous

Thinking About Buying a Used Car?
Take 12 Steps & Ask 20 Questions

Super Stars and Their Cars
Celebrity Wheels & Women Who Woo Them

How to Plan a Destination Wedding
Looking for a Wild Wedding Elsewhere?

Paris, France - The City of Romance
The Perfect Place for a Romantic Getaway

 

August 01, 2010

RTM Launches 14th Annual Sexy Car Buyer's Guide

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Hello faithful RTM Blog readers... we appreciate the support you've sent our way since the RTM blog has been up and running and we look forward to entertaining and educating you even further with the relaunch of the RTM website. It never went away. In fact, RTM has been up and running for 22 years; however due to the recession and subsequent shortage of staff, we were challenged with keeping up two blogs and publishing new articles and covers in the RTM website until now.

That said, effective August 1, 2010, RTM is back on track with the relaunch of its new home page design, which leads with its 14th Annual Sexy Car Buyer's Guide. We'll be publishing all new articles and home pages on the 1st and 15th of every month. A link to each new issue will be posted in this blog for easy access, and as a reminder that all new content has been posted  for your viewing pleasure. Starting in 2011, RTM will return to its weekly format.

Thank you for your support as RTM enters into the this new chapter of its third decade. Courtney Caldwell, RTM Editor-in-Chief.

June 23, 2010

How to Treat Women at Work - In 1943 That Is!

Rosie_5 The following is an excerpt from the July 1943 issue of Transportation Magazine. This was quite serious at its time and written for male supervisors of women in the work force during World War II - a mere 67 years ago! Obviously, the intent was not to be "funny," but by today's standards, this is hilarious!

For those of you with efficiency issues, pay attention to #8.

There is no longer any question whether transit companies should hire women for jobs formerly held by men. The draft and manpower shortage has settled that point. The important things now are to select the most efficient women available and how to use them to the best advantage. Check out these 11 tips on how to treat a female worker. We've come a long way, baby!

May 03, 2010

The Well Baby Maintenance Check Up

by Faith Resnick-Foyil

Bbcheckcartoon It's s a real bone of contention with me, these Jiffy-Lube-style baby visits. I'd like to see Dr. Ackley's face if his mechanic gave the Porsche a perfunctory seven-minute once over, then demanded an exorbitant sum. That's how I view our Well Baby checkups.

With this jaded perspective, I arrived at the good doctor's office for D.J.'s milestone one-year checkup. Bonnie, the nurse, weighed and measured D.J., and jabbed him with a TB test. Dr. Ackley strolled in minutes later, and majestically parting my sons flailing arms and legs, examined his mouth, ears, and nose in less time than it takes to unscrew an oil filter.

"I saw you working on your Porsche last Sunday," I offered, a lame attempt at starting conversation.

"Yes, there's always something that needs tuning up or fixing," he politely replied, wiggling off his examination stool and heading toward the door. "You can dress him now. I'll be back in a minute to answer any questions you may have," he said.

I dangled a rattle in front of D.J. to distract him and remembered Dr. Ackley's comment about the car always needing tuning up or fixing.

I had an idea.

Dr. Ackley came back into the room, leaned on the counter, and made notes on a clipboard. "Was there anything else you needed to ask, Mrs. Foyil?" he murmured while jotting down some notes. (Translation: There's nothing wrong with your child, don't take up my time if you don't have to, and aren't I about to make some big bucks from this visit?) But it wasn't going to be so simple this time.

"Everything seems okay, Dr. Ackley, but D.J. has been giving off some pretty foul emissions lately." I winked at the squirming baby on my lap and pretended not to notice Ackley spinning a 180 at the sink. He stopped writing and peered at me from behind cocked eyebrows. "Foul emissions, you say?" He sat back down, smiling. "From your son?" He was toying with his stethoscope.

To find out what happens next, click on How one woman found a way to her baby doctor's heart!

For more humorous tales from the road, visit RTM's Road Humor section.

April 30, 2010

48 Hours in the Glamorous Life of a Publisher

Glampub1 As I sit here at my computer on a Sunday afternoon wondering what I should write about in this issue, my mind goes blank. I begin to wonder how many brain cells I have left or how long what's left will last. The older I get the fewer that spark, it seems.

I haven't showered in two days nor have I seen another human being for three. I've been locked behind closed doors since I returned from a New York business trip Thursday night, trying to bang out a 12-page business proposal and meet the next issue's deadline before I leave for my next trip in two days.

My mind feels numb as I gaze out the first window I've ever had in an office. I remember it is Easter Sunday and reflect back on all the Easter egg hunts and big family dinners we used to have when I was living in total anonymity in the obscure little town of Warwick, Rhode Island. Ah, those were the days.

I find myself laughing in my silly little daydream all by myself in my office. What am I laughing at? I'm laughing at how everyone seems to think the life of a publisher is so glamorous, exciting and social.

So glamorous and social is my life that when I'm not traveling, most of the seven days a week I work are spent on emails or behind my trusty Dell with most of my mind focused on cars and travel. Even on Easter. I'm not complaining, because I live the life of a glamorous publisher. In fact, allow me to share what 48 hours in the glamorous life a publisher is really like.

To find out what happens next, click here.

For more fun on the road with Road & Travel Magazine, visit our Road Humor section.

 

April 01, 2008

48 Hours in the Glamorous Life of a Publisher

Glamorous_publisher As I sit here at my computer on a Sunday afternoon wondering what I should write about in the next issue of Road & Travel, my mind goes blank. I begin to wonder how many brain cells I have left or how long what's left will last. The older I get the fewer that spark, it seems.

I haven't showered in two days nor have I seen another human being for three. I've been locked behind closed doors since returning from a New York business trip Thursday night trying to bang out a 12-page business proposal and meet the next issue's deadline before I leave for my next trip in two days.

My mind feels numb as I gaze out the first window I've ever had in an office. I remember it's Easter Sunday and reflect back on all the Easter egg hunts and big family dinners we used to have when I was living in total anonymity in the obscure little town of Warwick, Rhode Island. Ah, those were the days.

I find myself laughing in my silly little daydream all by myself in my office. What am I laughing at? I'm laughing at how everyone seems to think the life of a publisher is so glamorous, exciting and social. If you really want to know the just how glamorous my life is... check out what 48 hours of it can be like...