Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Stereo, OMG

A tidbit from Carlos, the Perplexed:

A British company is developing computer chips that store music in women's breast implants.

This is a major breakthrough.

Women are always complaining about men staring at their breasts and not listening to them.

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Man, can you imagine how much fun that would be in surround sound? Just sayin ...

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Time to "drop by."

Another shitty day in paradise


'nuff said.

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Guinness... a meal in a can!

I knew it! Hat tip to El Capitan

Guinness

(66% dark & bitter, 100% working class, 100% genuine)




Okay, we all know Guinness is the best possible score on any "What Kind Of Beer Are You" test, so you can just go on and pat yourself on the back now. Like the world's most famous brew, you're genuine, you've got good taste, and you're sophisticated. What else can I say, except congratulations?


If your friends didn't score the same way, get ready for them to say: Guinness is too heavy; it's an acquired taste; it's too serious--and they probably think those things about you at times. But just brush 'em off. Everybody knows Guinness is the best. Cheers.





My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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You scored higher than 33% on dark
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You scored higher than 77% on workingclass
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You scored higher than 33% on genuine
Link: The If You Were A Beer Test written by gwendolynbooks on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

Alas, the Glock 30 is not for me

Stomps With Foot (SWF) and I arrived in Abilene, for our visit with Snake and Sandstorm, to winds gusting to 30 mph, and Lubbock, Texas blowing by. The only thing that stopped the wind was a chain-link fence or a barbed-wire fence, and we know how effective they are. Here is a photo of Snake's farm outside Buffalo Gap. Just imagine how effective the fence was as a windbreak.



Nonetheless deterred by the wind, Snake proceeded to take a few firearms from the car. Starting with the .22s for SWF and his lovely wife, codename: Sandstorm, to shoot. They started with pistolas. It was SWFs first time to even hold a weapon, much less shoot five different ones.


SWF receiving instructions from Snake on the proper handling of firearms.


"Come on you Cylon toasters!" SWF taunting the targets.

Snake had some .22 rifles as well, both lever action and semi-automatic weapons. SWF shot both!

SWF is armed! Yar!

Then Snake brought out the fun weapons, Glocks and a .44, along with a .357 Magnum. SWF shot the .357 and was amazed at how much more powerful it was.



I was blown away by the .44. I drew down on the target and pulled off a round. Ka-boom, and my arm was now pointing straight up! What a kick!

After a putting a scores of rounds through the Glock 30, I realized the "pinch" I was feeling was more than just a passing incident, and had nothing to do with how I was handling the gun.

There is a bit of space between the butt and the magazine that was compressing/decompressing with each shot, and it became obvious that the Glock 30 is not what I want to own. Here is the pinch point:



Damn, I so wanted that piece! but alas, as you can see in these two shots, it just wasn't meant to be and Snake said, "You're just not a Glock person." Yup, he was right. In this photo, you can see the blood-blister from the pinching:



Here is a close-up:



Also included in the fun day of blowing shit up was a 38-55 rifle that kicked my ass. With a 275 grain bullet, that bad boy left my shoulder with some bruising, but man, it was fun to shoot, so I continued to fire off rounds until the pain in my shoulder overcame my delight and I handed it off to Snake, who promptly finished off another 5-6 rounds without a flinch. He later told me he heard a "pop" in my shoulder when I first fired that bad boy. I had not only heard it, but felt it, ouch.

Here is Vanna White SWF showing off our two targets:




And a close-up of the 1" steel plates:


I am looking closer at the Sig P220R, Colt Commander and a Kimber, now. Where is the next gun show?

Friday, April 07, 2006

Blogs4Bauer

Yar!



All you 24 fans get on over there.

Illegal immigration and apathy


Sheesh




There is trouble in paradise, in fact the trouble is quite evident here in Dallas. Last week, thousands of students bailed from their classes and headed for City Hall. Many were interviewed and didn't have a clue what they were protesting about. Wednesday evening, a local high school invited its students to an after hours meeting in their auditorium. The auditorium easily accommodates 500-600 students and the issues to be discussed were the immigration bill and how to effectively have their voices heard. It was to be moderated by the debate teacher.

As the news cameras panned the audience there were 20 students in attendance. Wait? They had no clue? No. There had been multiple announcements made over the PA system all day. Wait? Where are the thousands that "took a couple of days off from school "to protest? Ummm. They weren't even there. The ones that were there probably didn't skip school at all. Pretty sad.

This morning, Stomps With Foot forwarded an email from her cousin EllDee, quoting David Bresnahan which reads:

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David M. Bresnahan
April 1, 2006
NewsWithViews.com

Dear President Bush:

I'm about to plan a little trip with my family and extended family, and I would like to ask you to assist me. I'm going to walk across the border from the U.S. into Mexico, and I need to make a few arrangements.
I know you can help with this.

I plan to skip all the legal stuff like visas, passports, immigration quotas and laws. I'm sure they handle those things the same way you do here.

So, would you mind telling your buddy, President Vicente Fox, that I'm on my way over? Please let him know that I will be expecting the following:

1. Free medical care for my entire family.

2. English-speaking government bureaucrats for all services I might need, whether I use them or not.

3. All government forms need to be printed in English.

4. I want my kids to be taught by English-speaking teachers.

5. Schools need to include classes on American culture and history.

6. I want my kids to see the American flag flying on the top of the flag pole at their school with the Mexican flag flying lower down.

7. Please plan to feed my kids at school for both breakfast and lunch.

8. I will need a local Mexican driver's license so I can get easy access to government services.

9. I do not plan to have any car insurance, and I won't make any effort to learn local traffic laws.

10. In case one of the Mexican police officers does not get the memo from Pres. Fox to leave me alone, please be sure that all police officers speak English.

11. I plan to fly the U.S. flag from my house top, put flag decals on my car, and have a gigantic celebration on July 4th. I do not want any complaints or negative comments from the locals.

12. I would also like to have a nice job without paying any taxes, and don't enforce any labor laws or tax laws.

13. Please tell all the people in the country to be extremely nice and never say a critical word about me, or about the strain I might place on the economy.

I know this is an easy request because you already do all these things for all the people who come to the U.S. from Mexico. I am sure that Pres. Fox won't mind returning the favor if you ask him nicely. However, if he gives you any trouble, just invite him to go quail hunting with your V.P.

Thank you so much for your kind help.

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Now, I pretty much agree with Mr. Bresnahan, except for the part about going quail hunting with the V.P. Even though he may be a moonbat, an opinion based solely on that sentence, I must say that I agree with him.

Kinky Friedman, one of Texas' independent gubanatorial candidates has a better idea about border security and illegal aliens. But our elected federal representatives are the ones making a mockery out of existing laws and the enforcement thereof.

For God' Sake people, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up. They are taking it all away... Remember the Don Henley song, the one that goes:

Inside Job
Don Henley/Mike Campbell

While you were sleeping
They came and took it all away
The lanes and the meadows
The places where you used to play

It was an inside job
By the well-connected
Your little protest
Summarily rejected

It was an inside job
Like it always is
Chalk it up
To business as usual

While you are dreaming
This little island disappears
While you are looking the other way
They'll take your right to own your own ideas

And it's an inside job
Favors collected
Your trusted servants
Have left you unprotected

It was an inside job
Like it always is
Just chalk it up
To business as usual

You think that you're so smart
But you don't have a fucking clue
What those men up in the towers
Are doing to me and you
And they'll keep doin' it and doin' it
And doin' it and doin' it
And doin' it and doin' it
And doin' it and doin' it
Until we all wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up

I know what I've done wrong
I am acquainted with the night
I know how hard it is
To always walk out in the light

And it's an inside job
To learn about forgiving
It's an inside job
To hang on to the joy of living

They know the road by which you came
They know your mother's maiden name
And what you had for breakfast
And what you've hidden in the mattress

Insect politics
Indifferent universe
Bang your head against the wall
But apathy is worse

It's an inside job
It's an inside job
It's an inside job
Yeah, yeah

It's an inside job
It's an inside job
It's an inside job
It's an inside job

It's an inside job
It's an inside job




OK, how many of you remember this Buffalo Springfield song. I know it by heart, because I was singing it on college campus before I went to Vietnam … it's in my DNA.

For What It's Worth
Stephen Stills, 1966

There's something happening here
What it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Tellin' me I gotta beware
I think it's time we stop
Hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down


I'm in, lock and load.

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Everyone has secrets... don't they?

Check this out, it's really interesting. I scored low on everything. Take the test and see what ails ye!

DisorderRating
Paranoid Disorder:Low
Schizoid Disorder:Low
Schizotypal Disorder:Low
Antisocial Disorder:Low
Borderline Disorder:Low
Histrionic Disorder:Low
Narcissistic Disorder:Low
Avoidant Disorder:Low
Dependent Disorder:Low
Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder:Low

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This will just take a moment ...

This morning, Stomps With Foot had emailed me a "chain-prayer." If just my regular readership will take a moment, I would appreciate it. We all know someone who has been touched by war, and our soldiers deserve at least a moment of your time; the few seconds it will take for you to read this prayer:



"Lord, hold our troops in your loving hands.
Protect them as they protect us.
Bless them and their families for the selfless acts they perform for us in our time of need.
I ask this in the name of Jesus, our Lord and Savior.
Amen."


When you receive this, please stop for a moment and say a prayer for our troops around the world. There's nothing attached and of all the gifts you could give a US Soldier, Sailor, Airman, or Marine deployed in harm's way, prayer is the very best!

Semper Fi.

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Worth looking at

I blogged about this site last year, and just revisited it. I find it a fascinating look into the past, and an unbelievable use of Java. Type in your name, your siblings, your children, your parents, grandparents - man, truly fascinating.

Give it a VISIT NOW!

Overwhelmed, but vacation is coming up!

As you know, I have been, and continue to be overwhelmed at work. A lot of hot items are in the mill and on the board and in my head. Stomps With Foot and I will be headed West to Abilene to "blow shit up" on Saturday, then it's back to the Hill Country to see the grandchildren. Bennett turns 3 this month, SWF has a birthday as well as Sweetie One.

As you can tell, I am overwhelmed. I have been - and will continue to be. I appreciate all my regular readers who drop by to check on me. Light posting ahead - duh! As if I have been having any heavy posting lately.

Will post photos of our excursions - the bluebonnets are blooming again, and the pistols will be firing next weekend. I am anxious to get out of town with SWF and just have some fun.