Still breathing.

Well a lot has happened since my last post. The day before I made it I met a woman, after some time I fell in love with her and her two kids. She broke up with me on Christmas day to go back to the same guy that has treated her like crap for nearly 5 years but she keeps going back. I found this out a couple days later from a mutual friend. So don't expect too much out of me for right now. I know for New Year last time I said I would try to post more but life interceded. I don't think I'll make any promises this time.

11/11/11

(Hand Salute)

Thank you.

Thought of the day.

A bad day at the range beats a good day anywhere else.

I wish her luck.

Cause it isn't going to be easy cutting through the jungle of red tape.

From the Washington Times.

When the zeds walk.

Well since everyone else is doing a post on it, I figured why not? I have nothing better to write at the moment. So...

As you load your last mag what's going to be your last-stand soundtrack?



I'm a bit old school, what can I say?

Working title, 1911 Mk1 v1.02

Started a little project on my RIA 1911 a couple weeks ago that I hope will work out. Considering my general time delay style of doing anything that requires more than a few seconds attention, prolly not(squirrel). So keep checking back to see me screw up turn a basic 1911 into my own version of Frankenstein's Monster, or rather my idea of Project Housegun depending on how you want to look at it.

Huh, who knew!?

Apparently someone thought I was worthy of being on "The List" so thanks to whomever it was and to North for adding me and creating the list in the first place.

How I started.

Thought I had told this story awhile ago but it seems that it was one of the things I overlooked. But.

My first firearm was a Savage-Stevens model 73Y and it was a fine shooting little rifle. My dad gave it to me the Christmas after I turned 11 if I recall correctly. Well technically my first firearm was a Daisy Red Rider BB gun but as it was powered by a piston and spring to fire the little zinc balls of fun and mayhem it isn't relevant to this discussion. Anyway, after receiving said .22 I looked upon it as my duty to do everything in my power to see to it the population of squirrel, rabbit, and empty soda cans was drastically reduced in my immediate area (anything up to and including 2 sq miles). Furthermore every opportunity I could get I would drag mom or some other adult out into the woods for me to ply my trade (read: mayhem and destruction) against the invading squirrel armies. The majority of my time with that rifle though was spent on turning boxes upon boxes of little .22 shorts into smoke and noise (or at least a barely audible sharp pop and a puff of burnt powder) and reducing previously mentioned empty soda cans into so much shredded aluminium (IE. thousands of rounds and nearly as many cans). One thing I have missed over the years since, is that rifle and my ability to shoot as well as I did nearly 20 years ago. As with much in my life I seem to have issues with my genes and since about Jr High I haven't had the eyesight I used to. What with everything fuzzy at a distance much over 50 yds while I'm trying to use iron sights. I figure my days of firing off a plated .22 short with the sun at my back and watching it zing a hundred yards downrange and hit a soda can are behind me. At least without the now common scopes that are currently attached to all of my rifles. Hopefully I'll be able to recall some more details of the many adventures that little rifle and I went on to regale y'all with at a later date.

Monday Morning Earworm.

Monster Hunter Alpha.

Two words: F*IN' AWESOME.

Go. Buy. Read. Enjoy.

Warning - Rated R.

First off I'll mention that everything below the page break will be Rated R and therefore should not be viewed by anyone under the age of maturity in their location. Furthermore it should not be viewed by anyone that is squeamish about use of harsh language.

The reason you ask? Well you can find that here.

7th Circuit smack-down of Chicago.

Wandering around the intertubes this morning and stopped by NRA-ILA to see the latest headlines on the ticker...and found this. Clicked it to reveal: The Washington Times report of the 7th's smacking around of Chicago over their ban on public shooting ranges. 

But the real gem is the author's remark at the end.

"Gun owners ought to thank Mr. Emanuel for setting up the next slam-dunk case further clarifying our rights."

I do not know who wrote that bit of prose but I like it.

HB 294, Signed, Sealed and Delivered.

Yesterday Gov. Nixon did what most of us wouldn't expect given his history of being wishy-washy toward RKBA. He actually signed HB 294. Given it was an 11th hour signing. It was set to become law today if he took no action (45 day rule). It also passed both houses of the General Assembly by veto proof majorities. Given all that, he really didn't have too much ground to stand on.

At any rate, I thank Gov. Nixon for signing this bill rather than just ignoring it into law or forcing a veto override. Which most likely would have lead to lawsuits in the blue areas of the state that wished to say it wasn't really the law. Similar to the lawsuits that delayed our CCW law in '04.

Happy Independence Day.

In the midst of the bbq's, fireworks, and parties its easy to forget the reason we celebrate. Look around you, odds are there are children (and I use the term loosely, ie: 1-30 y.o.) that do not know the reasons behind all the fun. Please help them understand. Seriously... I can't take another person that thinks we celebrate because we beat the Mexicans in the Spanish-American War.

It's enough to make you want to throw a temper tantrum on behalf of the future.



Have fun, be good, and as always, be safe.

New Ink.

Got it done yesterday evening.

(Click to make big.)

Memorial Day.

The flag still flies high for freedom, thanks to the fallen.

"All gave some, some gave all."



free gifs from http://www.fastrackonline.net

A number ending in zero.

I intended to get this post up a couple days ago for the actual event. But. I spend most of my days off asleep and/or in some form of self induced waking coma, usually involving a TV and copious amounts of snack foods. To cut to the chase, I hit the big 30 on Wed. and you know what? My parents were right, once you reach a certain age it really is just another day. So Happy Birthday to me. But alas it's off to work for me this evening to work a 48hr shift over the weekend and holiday. Should be a good check so I'll call it a late B-Day present from my employer.

Those crazy Missourians and their crazy gun laws.

HB 294 drew one step closer to becoming law today when the House approved the Senate amendment(s) and thus Truly Agreed and Finally Passed the bill. Next step Governor Nixon's desk. Barring Gov. Nixon wishing to join the ranks of the unemployed at the next election, signing would be in his best interest.


Update: Changed link to the Truly Agreed and Finally Passed summary rather than the previous summary of the Senate committee.

Finally found it.

Video of the Medal of Valor award ceremony for Missouri Officers. The reason I post this is because Sgt. Ball of the Dent Co. Sheriff's Office is a friend of mine. He was also the assistant instructor at my CCW class. He told me and several others about the ceremony and the story behind his receipt of the medal not long ago and I've been looking for some footage ever since. I couldn't be more proud of him and the other officers on that stage. Some of them have truly harrowing stories they shared with him.

Bang! Ur Dead!

Found as soon as I hit Yahoo this morning.  Gotcha you bastard!

New definitions, should be simpler.

A new, simpler definition of "Engineer," presented without further comment.

Engineer:

(1) Someone who can design and build a machine to fit a need and maintain it's operation.

(2) Someone who can take someone else's machine and figure out where they, or you, screwed it up and fix it.

(3) Someone who takes one look at your now non-functioning machine and tells you to "get f***ed" because "fixing it isn't an option."

What can I say? It's Either gonna suck.

Or suck hard. But.

QOTD: "We’ve strayed into strange new territory here and there are many possible outcomes if we don’t stray the hell back out. And don’t for a second think that any of those possible outcomes are remotely good. No. They range somewhere between the Great Depression and Mad Max."
The man is my hero.




Speaking of Mad Max.

New T-Shirt...

Found it, liked it, 'nuff said.

Thanks to the semi-local radio station...

If you were alive during the 80's then you prolly remember this one. Have an earworm on me.

Wood iz Sexay!

In order to appease the Gunblogging Public for my lack of shooties for quite some time, I present...


Gun Pr0n!!!

(Click to Embiggenate)

The new Coco Bolo, Double Diamonds I bought for my Taurus. Out of the box fit for ambi-safety. Though mine did require a bit of material removal to fit the thickness of the right side lever's tab. Easily done with a sharp pocket knife in about 2 minutes. Could have been a tad bigger for coverage of the grip frame. But. They do make a comfortable and solid grip for me. Now I just need to go out and get a bit of gunshot residue on em.

Good Insight.

My fellow blogger, Old_NFO has a great post up with a message from his friend's friend. The message gives a great insight as to what exactly the military does that the mediafail here in the states refuses to report on.

Where...

is the global warming I was promised?

UPDATE: 9:30PM CST.

This shit is getting old fast.



I think...

That we need to herd the sheep people out of the streets and into conference rooms. That way they can be made to listen when real experts, rather than paid shills, tell them that there is nothing to fear HERE from the nuke reactor in Japan. (Apart from some unforeseen chain of events will there ever be anything to worry too much about. It's crisis management in action folks!) But I can also see the headlines to that suggestion: "Right-wing Terrorists Kidnap Masses in an Attempt to Make Them Think." Failing that I'd settle for either shut-up or find something else to harp on. I'm getting a headache from all the radioactive B.S. blowing my way.

There goes my days off.

Anyone who knows me would probably describe me as a gamer at some point along the way. Well there is a reason for that, because this is how I'll be spending my days off this week starting 12:00 AM Tuesday morning. Go, read, enjoy, I'll wait.

Back? Cool.

Killing invading commies, yeah that has been done before. But. This time you get dropped into the skin of an "everyman" rather than some government created super-soldier. What I ask you, could be more wholesome and American than that? Well, besides baseball and Mom's apple pie? That's exactly what we're fighting for here people! It looks great in the videos and I'm also glad to see another game out there to compete with Call of Duty and Medal of Honor for best FPS game with something that still has that "new car smell." I can't wait to play it.

Seven Things.

Got tagged by Snarky for the 7 things people might not know about you meme/Stylish Blogger Award. Rules are simple, tell the world 7 things people might not know about you and then tag 15 more bloggers, well that part will be difficult since almost everyone of the bloggers I can think of off the top of my head have already been tagged. Most of mine is boring old High School stuff. Anyway here goes.


1. I played football my Sr. year of High School, ended up developing a hernia that just about a year later got me medically discharged from the Army. Pretty much as soon as I showed up to the Reception Bn. go figure?!

2. I nearly didn't graduate HS on time. I failed my first semester of English III and being my Sr. year and one of the last of the required credits I needed to graduate. I had to pay to take a correspondence course in order to get that half credit on the books. The reason/my excuse: the first semester was dedicated to my most "meh" parts of the study of the English language, first quarter - sentence structure/outlining/study thereof and second quarter - poetry and the breakdown and study thereof.
In my defense I'll say this, I'm a blunt kind of guy most of the time. If I said it then I meant it, nothing between the lines and no further study is typically needed. Therefore I don't study the stuff myself, the end, full stop.

3. I never studied a lot in school, I just winged it most of the time, my only problem is that grades were based more on homework than tests...I still tested in the top 10% of the nation on nearly all my achievement tests(which I found to be ridiculously easy) from upper elementary forward. That also had drawbacks in that the next set of teachers would look at those scores and automatically expect me to like homework or something. The fools. Just because I'm a nerd doesn't make me that kind of nerd. Not all nerds are created equal.

4. Things people can say to me that will undeniably piss me off - call me stupid or insult my family. You can insult me all-day-long and get into neither of those two categories and you'll get a smile. Delve into that deep end of the pool and...well, did I mention that I can hold a grudge like no one else? Never forget that society will prolly collapse one day and the rules of such go out the window. Have a Nice Apocalypse!

5. Getting to that last item. IQ: 129, tested once. Maybe higher or lower now but that was about a decade ago. Not as smart as some, not nearly as stupid as others and there are a lot of subjects that completely leave me stumped. As the saying goes though: "Rocket science isn't even rocket science."

6. I'm a big teddy bear, seriously...stop laughing! My idea of a date is cuddled up on a couch with my date, a movie and a pizza. Hopefully she likes to cuddle,... and pizza. Other than that, shooting range here we come, and she can just cuddle up to my armory. Either one I find sexy, both is even better.... Ok, so I'm a big redneck teddy bear, sue me.

7. I am only about a credit or two shy of being a certified precision machinist. Took some of those elective credits I had saved up by the time Jr. and Sr. years rolled around and took a Vo-Tech course the first half of the day for those last 2 years. That class also gave me another subject I dislike...Trigonometry: Math's version of a rattlesnake, screw with it and it'll bite you.

That about wraps it up, as I said, I won't tag anyone cause most everyone I know already did it or they don't seem the type to waste pixels. If you want to do it and blame me, be my guest.


UPDATE: Seems Wilson tagged me too about the same time as Snarky...dang I'm getting popular. Make that 6 regular readers. :)

Yeah I know...

I said that I would try to post more. But.  I had a bit of a SHTF moment only a few hours after my last post in January. Most of my readers...all 5 of you, probably already know about it if you were in GBC the week or so following. For those that don't follow the chat in GBC I'll post more after all is said and done.

Our favorite author does it again.

Larry Correia takes a moonbat to task and has fun while doing it. But isn't that why we do what we do. I mean when they leave themselves wide open like that you'd be silly not to take advantage of it.

Moonbats: Making our task easier everyday.

Ahh, Sleeplessness.

Well, that sums up my day today, with 4:30 PM rapidly approaching (about the time I trundle back off to the saltmines) it looks like I'll be a tired boy tonight at work.

That said, I'll explain for those that don't already know. I work over the weekend, nights to be specific, and thru the week when I'm off I try to maintain that pattern. I usually end up screwing that up by Thursday and this week was no different. In spite of the fact that when I was on day-shift I could keep that up all week with no problem (I'm a night-owl till I need to be, go figure.) Anyway, slept about 2 hours yesterday morning, stayed awake till about 6:00PM and then took a bit longer nap than I intended and awoke at 10:00PM rather well rested. So it'll be right at a 27 hour day for me by the time I crawl back into bed sometime after 5:00AM tomorrow morning. Even though I'll be getting heavy-eyed around 8:00 tonight.

Yay insomnia! The uptight, snobby, (redacted).

And hows your day going?

Happy New Year.

After a long night of watching and listening to the fun on VC and in GBC and some much needed sleep. I wanted to wish everyone a Happy New Year that wasn't a part of the hilarity last night. Have a good one y'all.