Happy 1911 Day

On this day of March 29th 100-years ago, a pistol design was accepted into the US History, that would serve with distinction and reverberate down the long corridors and twisty hallways of time with a crashing roar.  Especial congrats to Borepatch on his handkannonen.

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Duct-tape, QuickClot, and PolarPure

Got some of the remaining ingredients.
The Passport is out of date but has name-verification value.  The little radio is really pretty small, but cranks up to sufficient sound and has a LED flashlight so I don't have to use my Surefire light (and batteries) for tasks. Our cell phones don't charge from the USB but it's not like I'm gonna be calling anyone - that's not my first reaction really. Just not a phone-guy/conversationalist.
Got the 1st-aid kit from Midway.  Just basically wanted the red-pouch to build-out the contents - it makes it easy to find in the old backpack.  Need to add ACE bandages for compression...

Bug-Out-Bags & Earthquake Preparedness

The earthquake in Japan highlighted and concretized some thoughts and processes.
Our Japanese friends in Yokosuka are OK, but life is made difficult and worrisome for them.
The 12-foot swells that hit the Big Island did the most damage.  They tore up Keauhou Bay where we enjoyed a trip out to Captain Cook's, and in Kealakekua Bay itself where we enjoyed a great snorkel and fish-watching, a house was washed off to sea and sank.  In Kona the world famous Kona Village Resort was totally trashed and is closed now indefinitely. It may never open again. Our friends up in the North of the Big Island are OK.

So I've been assembling bug-out-backpacks for the both of us, with a third one for the job-car, and I want to take guns - I will be armed - but have few choices on exactly how to get around with 'em.
I'm surprised at how much can fit into such a small place.  So-far the backpacks each have:

1. Multi-tool, whistle, stupid-stuff.
2. Lightweight 50° sleeping bag AND an aluminized emergency bivvy sack.
3. 3-day block of 3600-calorie food bars.
4. Water-filter straw and water purification (iodine) crystals.
5. Fire-steel and tinder.  Matches and compass.
6. Wind-up AM/FM/NOAA radio with a LED flashlight, solar power, and cell phone charger.
7. Medical mini-pack with bandages and QuickClot and Water Jel Burn Jel.
8. Personal hygiene items and plastic bags.  3-pr Socks and change of clothing.

And more...

This is worst-case thinking, considering the highly likely event of an earthquake, followed by fire, and the whole shit is toast. This is for when there is no place to return-to. Maybe not even my parent's house down the road... the first 72-hours make the difference. Perhaps I'll go with "Open Carry Unloaded" which is (still) legal here rather than concealed which is not. I don't want anybody to have any legal excuse to stop my progress or movement, to detain me anywhere - not when I'm going to get my wife.
And thinking of that, I may have to go get her on the back of the KTM because the roads are f*ked.
The roads WILL be filled with bad drivers, anxious and uncertain, sick with worry, and crazed of purpose and mind - and a better two-up bike would be (have been) my old XR650L - but I don't have it anymore. With that one I don't have to carry and add a dollop of oil to the gas tank.
Bouncing around on a dirtbike after an earthquake = crossing traffic medians, going the wrong way, dodging brainless cretins by every means available, crossing people's lawns, and going over curbs - all that bouncing around means some retention is required - an open-top is an invitation to losing it. Two is one, one is zero.  The alternative is f*-it I'm carrying concealed - with no experience or preparation for that. Hmmm. No experience...
So I'm still looking around for a holster for the carry-purpose, since I don't want to stuff it all (guns & ammo) into my backpack where I can't easily get at it in a moment of dire need. Like when someone tries to stop me because they want THE BIKE for themselves. Nooooo. Not gonna give it up.
I'm also going through a simplification thought-process: do I standardize on one type? Like, just the Model-10's - since my wife is a revolver and not a semi-auto kinda gal? Or can I (or somebody better than me) train her on the Sig de-cocker and its revolver like simplicity? She's a dead-eye shot. I have two .38's and three .45's. and I'm not even thinking about a rifle. Yet. I think the Sigs would survive better in the rain. A plastic gun would survive better in the rain...Hmmm.

Rainy Week

After a wet week with high-wind advisories on the bay bridges only this morning, the sun emerged.


Blue skies finally made a bright swath through the gray, and lit up the plum tree.


The spiky leaves yew pine Podocarpus macrophyllus 'Maki' catch the pine needles.

Coke or Pepsi

The Mrs. is home today with a stomach-flu and the low-sodium chicken broth (not the stinky organic stuff) didn't stay down so I went to the grocery store and got some Coke, some ginger-ale, and some sugar-free 10-calorie Jello boxes: Lime, Black Cherry, and Orange - and it's a flashback to 10-years old.

Back then when we were overseas on the Sub-Continent there were few fizzy-drink choices available from indigenous bottlers that wouldn't start you off on a stomach-bender. Absolutely none of the cheap, local, sugary, colored-brew fare was to be trusted whatsoever for hygiene because anybody with a dusty bottle-cap picked up off the ground next to a pissing cow, an empty bottle last used to transport gasoline or kerosene, and a simple lever-press could be in the stomach-twisting dysentery business.

Coke and (orange) Fanta were the reliable standouts, and Coke represented a grand Imperialist-American icon of sorts, while Fanta (orange) was considered a slightly wishy-washy European-sorta a-sexual indeterminate "safe 2nd choice" kinda thing. Frankly it was embarrassingly multicultural, but I did like the orange Fanta.
I'm sure Coke and Fanta originated from the same source but they were perceived differently. For one, the Coke plant would have the occasional strike levied against it, loudly announced and denounced by the local Communists on some political pretext, and that there was a dead rat found in a bottle by a village widow down the way in Mumblebumblepoor, and wages needed to be increased for the downtrodden laborers who worked in such abysmal conditions supporting the oppressive Capitalist Fat Cats - and it always worked.

Of course they could never achieve such an objective (or try that shit) against local fizzy-water producers (who were probably also cousin-brothers of the Communist strike-brigade) because they would get their asses kicked and a bunch of broken bottles rammed down their throats - and then charged 1-Rupee for the destruction of each bottle-property.

So it was just Coke and there was no Pepsi until we returned - and somehow I was magically transformed while watching Johnny Quest and captured by the Pepsi Generation. What a wonderful, sexy thing marketing used to be.
But when I got older it was always Rum and Coke - Pepsi is not an adequate substitute-standard, it just doesn't quite have the right texture, until much later I discovered Dark-n'Stormys and foreign-sourced ginger-beer (which had the seeming potential for stomach-churning).

And then later I pretty much divested myself of the childish Cola Wars entirely, and planted my flag on Beer Island.

But for this one thing just now that brought it all back. It's good for stomach flu.
Also "Coke or Pepsi" is kinda like the old, pre Tea-Party, pseudo political differentiation, the non-divide of "Democrat or Republican" when each side had their private covey of owned fat-cats, mob-friends, and country-club cigar-smoking gin-and-tonic drinking big-hair skinny-bitches.

Obama has shown the way on that. He golfs, a lot, and so golf is no longer a reliable short-hand for Republican, nor is Basketball exclusively the realm of Democrats and their inner-city clients. Besides we all know now that "Democrat" is just a front for Socialists-Statist command-and-control missile-launching Warmonger Peace-Prizers who torture and rendition and waterboard down at Gitmo.

Radioactive Bananas

Yay Deb is back~! The first truly useful explanation I've read about radiation exposure, bananas included.
A guy I used to know in some school somewhere/somewhen - spent some summers at Lawrence Labs and even handled some Uranium in a lead-lined booth with the rubber gloves like you see in The Old Science Movies about Stuff.
I'll always remember his comment, that his #1 major impression of the stuff was that a piece the size of a single dice was much heavier to pick up between the fingers - and he kept dropping it. It was a mental mis-alignment, a size/mind discombobulation that today we call cognitive-dissonance. He just couldn't believe the sheer amount of pressure required to pinch and hold onto it. It seemed so wrong. The other mental-thing he said was that it was hot. You could feel the heat coming off it through the led-lined rubber gloves... Scary heat, he had a lot off respect for it.

Grandpa's Model 10

Not the same as JayG's model 10...

Or not as big (x1000):
UPDATE: SuperBig.

UPDATE-UPDATE: I took down the UltraHumongous.

Where the sidewalk ends...

...the highway begins. 

Actualy it's an on-ramp, the freeway is in the distance.  But there's a fairly smooth transition ditch, so this would make a nifty little E&E manouver if one had a dualsport-bike or a super-motard and were trying  to avoid someone who was following.

There's a juction of different directions that the surface streets offer to help, and a bike-path with a bridge nearby too.

You gotta keep these things in mind. The road is not the only way to get around.

Quote of the Day

I don't do this very often, but from a post at Sebastian's, Wes said,

We need to ban high-capacity budgets, and ban semi-automatic reelection of crappy politicians who assault our freedoms.

Legislative Cold Contempt on Display

As some people have noticed, even the self-absorbed LA Times, some members of our California Stupidlslature think they should get themselves a hidden shoulder thing that goes up - for themselves but not for the rest of us. Au contraire.
As Danger Mouse pointed-out,

"City of Bell, Vernon, Cudahy and Maywood - bastions of political ethics and integrity. Who is their Assemblyman? Why, it's John Perez, Speaker of the House!!!! Way to fly low and under the radar. Question to Mr.Perez: Has he had any contact or dealing any city official mentioned in his capacity? Would he mind opening his professional, campaign and personal finances up to public scrutiny."

Perhaps the criminals in the Capitol don't want the population to be able to defend themselves against their criminal enterprise?
These are the same people who can't pass a budget, the same people who are in bed with and accept campaign funds from the same Unions, Industries and Developers they are supposed to "regulate." These are the crooks and liars and scum of the Stupidslature.
They have already proven their financial incompetence and their political incompetence - should they demonstrate further incompetence in gun-handling? They already enjoy a level of on-call Police Protection that none of us get to have, and in the case of Citizens the Cops are indemnified against their own inaction but can be called-down when they mess-up a Politician's security?

If these jerks are unable to trust the People with shall-issue concealed carry, why on earth should we trust them with a weapon - or even any financial instrument?

Shooter's First-Aid

As I remarked in comments to a post at Stuff From Hsoi, some of the guys at my shooting club (one of them anyhow) came back from a class and want to spread the message of defensive medicine – gunshot first-aid so to speak. Given the advancing age of many club-members and starting to feel old myself, I’m more worried about access to defibrillators and such at the Range than errant shots.  Hsoi's post is regarding his kids learning CPR and the life-saving value of that, and how it will help them grow:

The reasons for learning CPR and first aid are simple: because when a situation that requires those skills happens, the fastest person to respond is the person right there when it happens. In a case like CPR of course it has to be someone else. For first aid, the situation may be something you can perform on yourself and certainly no one can be closer to you than you nor respond faster to you than you.

Gunblogger-Rendezvous friend Derek (The Packing Rat) took the LMS Defense course, but it was a few years ago, and he also had more recent (compared to me anyhow) training to build-on.

I'm thinking of it especially in light of the recent disasters and the issue of preparedness.  There's a ton of supplies and products available now, packed up and ready to go, from just your Basic First Aid Kit (BAK), to the fairly scary "Ventilated Operators Kit" (VOK) that have been developed and refined as a result of recent conflicts and disasters - but they require some training and expertise.
Seems like a good idea-thing, CPR and GSR (gun-shot-repair).

Dream vignette

It faded around me.
I was the guy with a gun, on a security detail handling the transfer of a high-value/high-risk subject who was responsible for delivering fissionable material up the channel to the enemy, stolen from the Indian Navy.  An ornate Government building to which the guy was being brought, stood tall at the end of a driveway on a sloping hill.  It was backed-up against the woods with lawn on each side, and in the middle was a portico through which the long driveway circled.
We had already entered and cleared the bathroom inside, and in the hallway the subject had begun to fight.  I ordered him to stop, but seeing that I was the only guy with a gun his full attention was directed at me, and he lunged through a thin sea of grasping arms and wavering bodies.
The security perimeter was giving-way and I stood in a bladed horse-position like an archer, with my left hand forward resisting the grasping hands, and my right cocked back up around my shoulder holding the Sig P220.
I noticed and realized this was bad because, 1.) "I can't see the front sight like this," and, 2.) "I'm gonna get an ear-full of GSR and hearing damage if I fire."  This wasn't good.
I also thought, "So this is why those old Texas Rangers and Lawmen liked those long old 8-inch Colt barrels, you could reach out and whack someone like John Wesley Hardin upside the head - cold-cock them without fear of 'em grasping the slide or reciprocating parts."
I wanted to transfer the gun across my body to the weak hand, so I could place the shot in his foot and anchor him, but I would have to leap backwards to do that if I was to bring the front-sigh to bear - or risk the snatching hands.

The fight faded from view in the dark and I awoke to the staccato sound of rain-drops free-falling 20-feet down the new metal gutters, smacking the bottom down-spouts like a persistent little hammer.
I need to get an old kitchen sponge and jam it in the downspout, to soften the sound of the blows.

The World Council of Super-Puritans...

...Is not a bunch of Rethuglican-Christianist old lady busybodies messing with everyone's personal space and de-funding Plannned Parenthood - and not the least bit Feministy either, it's this kind of pan-national crap:

Pakistani Islamic Council to design Sharia-compliant lingerie and want to ban Colorful/Padded Bras as "Devil's cushions"

Get that?


The Devil's Cushions
If the Devil has cushions, what about the fire-hazard?

Lahore: The Council of Islamic Ideology in Pakistan has protested the use of padded and colourful bras by Muslim women, and recommended that Pakistani Muslim researchers should try to invent an innerwear that makes female assets unnoticeable.

The council held a meeting late February in light of the protests held last month by the Jamiat Ulema-e-Islam (JUI) and other religious parties against the increasing import and eventual use of padded and colourful bras, Roznama Jawani reports.

The council also invited shop owners who were in the business of importing and selling female underwear, advising them to bring lingerie samples, so that the council could see about what the protesters were angry. (emphasis added)

Zakir Naik, one of the leading Islamic scholars commented that if the Pakistan government approves of the funding grant for this research and if the country is successful at making such a bra that makes the chest of women unnoticeable, Pakistan might become the biggest exporter for Shariah compliant underwear.

So there's money in it too - and a population of subservient women (and men) who must comply or risk the wrath of Shariamongers.
Like the distinguished Dr. Naik.
You wouldn't like them when they're angry...they'll burn your shop down, jack - and chop-off your head and throw it to the jackals - so you better invent some new Shria-compliant under-garments. 



And if the ladies choose to wear sexy eye-shadow, guess what happens next?
Acid or eye-gouging.

And where's the Orthodox Feminist Outrage in all this, the bra-burning, the chanted sloagans, Our Bodies Ourselves!!...? *crickets*

The past is another...continent, like Antarctica.

I had some stuff to drop-off at the Animal Shelter - some doggie blankets and a stack of old towels. On the way home in the rain I drove along Highway 237, past a place where I once worked and a low, red-brick bar, where Evel Knievel once got into a dust-up and was arrested for punching his fifth wife - or something. Both buildings obliterated by Time's all-consuming gray moustach flecked with bits of food.
The wipers made a soft and infrequent ~whap~ as I drove past the former flagship 3-Com campus buildings where I did technical drawings for a year as a temp. Evidence of it's past association and also the neighboring Palm Computing signs have disappeared beneath the over-arching corporate badges of Marvell Semiconductor. The dive dance-bar was now a gaping hole between two other buildings - at least its absence served as the promise of a new beginning. Further along another ghost appeared in the mist, the old home of Netscape now housing Symantic, and down the street the building where Intel started in 1968.
I made a left and drove home to the mailbox where I pulled out a community flyer on retirement planning and a Crimson Trace catalog... Oh great.

Bug-Out Bag

After the recent events overseas and amid gloomy weather Mrs. Crashr's excellent and very thorough impulse to organize has flared-up, and so we're assembling the necessaries. It's already all here for the most part, but not in a kit-form for the trunk of the car or back of the truck. In the last issue of GUNS magazine too, in Odd Angry Shot, the issue of preparedness arose and Teh Kit - and among the things listed was a slight attention-getter, one element of the med-kit that is often lacking but is dear to both our hearts - an emergency dental kit. We'll have to see what CVS has to offer with out %20 coupon this weekend.
Besides, I always wanted needed a crowbar anyhow.

Stylin'

Miguel at Gun Free Zone tagged me with a meme, perhaps confusing style for substance - of which I have only some of one and much lots of neither - or something like that. But in this hour I'm dithering and my lack of style is showing. I have to think quickly but can't, so bear with me while I try to adhere to the "rules," among which Part-1 requires a confessional of seven things about me that must people do not generally know, and then slap 10 others upside the Blog-head...if they even notice.
PAUSE:...(I'll get a round tuit in a bit):

With so much going-on in earthquake ravaged Japan, my personal whatsis-crap is entirely trivial.

1. I drew up plans for a hang-glider to launch off our rooftop when I was ten, but my mom wouldn't let me build it.
2. I hitch-hiked across country and back, and to get traveling money (all of $20) I mowed the lawn at the EPA in Washington DC with a stinky gas-powered mower.
3. I went prospecting for gold in Colorado and wound-up packing-in all the equipment on horseback - and I had never ridden horses before.
4. I waltzed in the opening ceremony of the Philharmonic Orchestra Ball in Vienna, Austria.
5. I houred-out at all the Enduro racing events I entered except for two, and I broke three ribs the first time I went out on an MX track and crashed - and I still had to drive myself home.
6. I rode a motorcycle over the Grossglockner and the Passo del Stilvio.
7. Nevermind about the 18-inch tapeworm.

Tags to:
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Ok so I'm a bit lame about this and reluctant to be viral - and there are just SO DAMN MANY gunbloggers, both male and female, that it's just crazy to think about who to tag - and so many are better than me. Who cares to be tagged?
Some of the blog-names are just great:
Jackalope Pursuivant
Leibowitz's Canticle
everlastinggodstopper
30 Cal Gal is truly-fabulously stylish.
Hell in a Handbasket - James is almost too-cool to be stylish
I Am McThag!  and he builds an Upper!
AmericanMercenary  - a soldier.
The Unforgiving Minute

My bookmarks list is too long. I get too random and can't keep-up.

More from the Goonions and the Goon-squads

I really hope this is a stupid-stupid prank, but given the behavior on the Left these past few weeks I'm not holding out a lot of hope for the whole "new civility" thing, a thing they DEMANDED that others hold-to.

Capitol Chaos: Lawmakers Get Death Threats

By Jon Byman

Story Created: Mar 10, 2011
Story Updated: Mar 10, 2011

MADISON - The State Department of Justice confirms that it is investigating several death threats against a number of lawmakers in response to the legislature's move to strip employees of many collective bargaining rights. Among the threats the Justice Department is investigationg is one that was emailed to Republican Senators Wednesday night.  Newsradio 620 WTMJ has obtained that email.  The following is the unedited email:

To: Sen.Kapanke; Sen.Darling; Sen.Cowles; Sen.Ellis; Sen.Fitzgerald; Sen.Galloway; Sen.Grothman; Sen.Harsdorf; Sen.Hopper; Sen.Kedzie; Sen.Lasee; Sen.Lazich; Sen.Leibham; Sen.Moulton; Sen.Olsen
Subject: Atten: Death threat!!!! Bomb!!!!

Please put your things in order because you will be killed and your familes
will also be killed due to your actions in the last 8 weeks. Please explain
to them that this is because if we get rid of you and your families then it
will save the rights of 300,000 people and also be able to close the deficit
that you have created. I hope you have a good time in hell.

Read more of the threat: 

Meanwhile, what do you get from Public Sector Goons?


Nice work, if you can steal it.

Teh Funny New Word: Goonion

From DW at The Clue Meter:  Courtesy Are We Lumberjacks?, some (probably) Unintentional Humor: "

The Democratic Underground takes the Unthinking Angry Kids in America prize. And it's because of quotes like these, re: the Republican vote on teacher's unions in Wisconsin:

“I’d almost be willing to get a job in order to participate in A NATIONAL GENERAL STRIKE.”

quote from DU'er: ProudDad (1000+ posts)...

Proud Dad?  WTF??

UPDATE: And now, Death Threats! All that "new civility" is really making headway.

OUT

Is it any wonder that a bunch of smug, punk-kids - bubble-babies in an air-tight chamber, insulated from the vicissitudes of reality with a fantasy ideology and a superiority complex running things, that it would go south?

Big Winning-Teh-Future - Seattle Style WTF.

H/T Random Nukes:

The Seattle Office of Civil Rights is proposing legislation which would make it illegal to discriminate in employment, contracting and housing based on a person’s criminal history.

If the council accepts the OCR draft and adds the language to the municipal code, landlords would be required to rent to convicted drug users and sex offenders unless they could prove “occupancy would involve unreasonable risk of substantial harm to property or to the safety of individuals or the public.”

Wait, they have their own "Seattle Civil Rights Office"?? Anyhow, as one commenter said, You can discriminate against a non-convict because you just don't like the look of him, but if he's a convict, and you happen to know he's a felon ... You can not make a decision based on that. And, if felons should be a protected class, why not their victims also?

Clinging Bitterly to their Ivory Towers and pseudo-Intellectualism

NPR really really doesn't need Government funding and they admit it. A man with a BA in Linguistics from Cornell speaks truth to Power: the Moslem Brotherhood. A man who conducted the Cornell Chorale, Cornell Chorus and Cornell University Glee Club bargains to accept money and to support Sharia, a belief/legal system that would systematically behead most performers of such music.
A man who compares the lack of Muslims on the air to the former lack of WOMEN on the air, is ready to receive shekels from an odious system that would send women back to ignominy and clothe them in sacks.

Well, frankly it is very clear that we would be better off in the long run without Federal funding.
[later, when asked whether NPR could survive without funding.]
NPR would definitely survive and most of the stations would survive.

Bitterly clinging to his criticism of conservatives as "fanatically involved in people’s personal lives and very fundamental", he prepares for himself a place among people who are even more-so, and who carry-out their personal belief-involvement at the point of a sword (or rusty old knife), while even the most fundamental Christian busybody is a San Francisco libertine compared to Sharia followers. UPDATE: Except for the half of Sharia followers who hide under burkas and do it to each other.

Congratulations James O'Keefe, you are doing what the Media once did.

Lucky Gunner Memorial Day FREE AMMO Shoot

I can't make it - but all you bloggers east of the Mississippi better get yourself there and take pictures of each other having fun and stuff.  Clicquez the headline or HERE to get in line with the pre-registration.

We are going to give away free hotel accommodations to 3 lucky bloggers who pre-register for the event (drawn at random).

It's in Knoxville.  Ammo and Co-Sponsors are: Magtech and Sellier & Bellot Ammunition and Range Master Training.
Go for it!

Cleanup Days

Sundays are cleaning days, top to bottom. I don't think I have any go-to-work dress-shirts anymore.

Action Shot: the carpet needs it. You own carpet and you better own a cleaner.

Moto-Meme: Couple Hunnert' Thousand Garage

H/T Miguel at Gun Free Zone, there's some (more than two) guys with a car-list, wanting teh latestes eurotrash squidmobiles: Italian Bovines and Stallions, and Teh Veddy-Briti-Gentleman. That reminds me of the Car & Driver mag we passed around at Church Camp in Junior High.
You can keep the fresh paint, there's nothing much new I'd be quite as interested in as the Old Stuff. Porsches these days just aint the same as the old 911-S with the wicked handling that could kill you if you lifted in a corner while one wheel was up. That took real balls. All-wheel drive? That's for minivans.
Just gimme a deuce and a half for work around the back-forty:

a birdcage for the track:

a Ghibli for sunny days:

A damn Volkswagen to go fishin' on the lake:

And a led-sled with a roof for evenings out with the Missus:

And if you can't find a birdgcage I'll take the Ford that Graham Hill broke at Le Mans...

Unions now Too Big to Fail?

From Classical Values, H/t Insty:

The Loan Arranger - I was looking for some information for my post Bussing In Outside Agitators and came across this bit: Deadbeat Union's $90 Million Debt from 21 May 2010. Interesting.

In 2007, the SEIU owed Bank of America nearly $95 Million. By the end of 2008, SEIU owed more than $156 Million in total outstanding liabilities. Only six years prior, its liabilities were $8 Million. And we're not even addressing their debts to other banks, like $15 Million with Amalgamated Bank.

Go to the article for links. No wonder this is do or die for the public sector unions. It is another f*n economic bubble. I guess we can add "public sector union union bubble" to its corollary "the lower education bubble".

It's not "Collective Bargaining" when the mayor and OTHER Government officials collude with the Unions, it's COLLECTIVE TAXATION. Or as the SEIU goon told California Legislators, "€œWe helped to get you into office, and we got a good memory. Come November, if you do no€™t back our program, we'€™ll get you out of office." Meanwhile the Madison Mayor Colluded With Unions, and those Unions are...having financial difficulties...Ya THINK?   Because of their retirement pension liabilities that WE are all supposed to pay-for - in their entirety, the WHOLE thing? Free Union Health-Care - and they get exemptions from Obamacare - you wonder why THEY get such exemptions? Maybe they can't AFFORD Obamacare. And in California it's about to really hit the fan - but the Media will not play this part of the story, they will keep that recording under wraps.

Front Sight Rear Sight

My new best friend is a retired SWAT-team guy and department armorer with a stash of Sig-stuff (Sigstoff), as completely without guile and agenda as possible.
I like the rear's set-up the same.
The cool thing is that everything I've heard/read about the New Kimber-Guy at Sig, from Tam and from elsewhere (M4Carbine.net forum) was corroborated by a hands-on guy - as well it should be.
And I got some maintenance tips - it's a bombproof design for the likes of me.
Plus he had a cheater J-Point on his Glock, a mod he said he started doing 20-years ago when his eyesight was going, and he said that there's enough meat on the slide to do it to Sigs...ME WANT.

Men's Fashion by Galco

I needed a new belt, and I've been looking around on-line, but given the prices I figured I'd better try one on in real-life first, and I don't like being a stinker and ditching my local guys for a quick %-off. Besides I had to try-on a couple to overcome latent self-image issues - like the 36" wasn't big enough anymore...
Whern you figure the price it's not bad - go to any Big Mall HîghFàsçhiôn joint and you'll be getting much less belt for teh'money. Although alligator would be cool it's not in the cards.

In comments John Venlet of the blog Improved Clinch recommends this one from Orvis, which I think is way-cool:

UPDATE: Links to the Galco SB5 "Sport Belt" belt and to the Orvis "Military Officer's Belt." Ok so I needed a 38" - but you also cinch it to the middle hole and that makes me sit-up a bit, so no more being lazy.

There Goes the Neighborhood

A bit of my misspent youth has vanished in the twilight, but God bless her I never knew she was a conservative or a Christian - not that it matters. Jane Russell passed away yesterday at her home in Santa Maria, California.
Hey, I worked in Santa Maria for a summer, you could see rockets blast-off from Vandenberg AFB from there and they have some awesome dirt-track racing at the Speedway.
Godspeed Jane.