mah Berfdey

I took the occasion to spend a few hours at the range. The G22 seems to be getting better at digesting the cheapo remington golden bullet bulk box. I only had one FTE and one FTF. As usual the G22 loved the thunderbolt, but somehow I was shooting better groups with the cheap stuff.

The trigger seems to have stiffened up since the recent trigger mod, and I was shooting smaller groups as a result. The scope remains removed in favor of some more enjoyable iron sight practice. Though I feel I'm rather close to maxing out my iron sight ability with this gun, and expect the scope will be making a come back after this remission. The space gun seems to be capable of some pretty good accuracy. I still long for a 100 yard range with good conditions to really explore the accuracy of this enjoyable plinker.

Since it was my birthday, I decided to celebrate by bringing my baby along for some quality time. She has been sadly neglected with the cost of .45 lately, but there was no way I was talking myself out of some 1911 range time on my birthday! Oh boy did I miss shooting that gun. Crisp trigger breaks, quick resets, smooth controllable recoil, and (of course) a big boom! There's no one thing I love about that gun, it's just the perfect complete package. I shoot it so well, I surprise myself. Shooting tiny groups never gets old. The only thing I find lacking for quick, aimed fire is the mil-spec sights which are low and slick, but difficult to find in a hurry. I think I might be tempted to take a file to the rear sight and open it up a bit. I can't bring myself to replace them since the snag-resistant low profile of the sights was one of the selling points.

After returning home I relished a detail strip and cleaning of the 1911, and enjoyed its beautiful, brutal simplicity.

That night it was time for the birthday dinner of delicious sushi. My sister and her husband go to a sushi bar that serves lots of interesting rolls, so we usually go there. While I'm usually more of a nigiri kind of guy (because I enjoy the taste of fresh sushi), the interesting rolls they make there are too good to pass up. I also had about a bottle of Soju, which is surprisingly good with a lot of lemon. Family, friends, and all the sushi you can eat is the perfect way to enjoy a birthday. If I hadn't drank and ate so much I would have likely attempted to watch the entire Indiana Jones Box set I got as a gift. I suppose I'll have to leave it for another time.

Great birthday. Looking forward to the next one.

Just another day at the office.

The project planning planners plan,
Questions? Surely you jest!
Meetings for meetings, pre and post.
Submit a change request!

I sent you that two months ago.
There's too much on my plate.
Are you checking the triage board?
Your time's not up-to-date!

I'm handing this thing off to you.
How was this overlooked?
This ticket is seven days old!
Why am I triple booked?

We need to shift some paradigms.
Has he tried to reboot?
Someone deleted my hard drive!
I'll just telecommute.

I'm taking my vacation now.
You sure that that's legit?
You need to do it this weekend.
That's it you guys, I quit.

Provided for your protection

James has a good post up on concealed carry in public restrooms. Don't get caught with your pants down when you hit the head.

I can neither confirm nor deny using the hook. Though every time hand touches gun, thumb goes for safety; and I am quick to note when the safety is not on.

Currently playing;

Wii: Latest Mario Party
PS2: Guitar Hero II
xbox: Thief: Deadly Shadows
Xbox360: Super Repair Center Adventure

Tin foil hat anyone?

Found over here; (scroll down)
http://www.lessemf.com/personal.html

(not hotlinking because I don't want them to know I'm speaking ill of their silly product :)

Overheard at work... Seriously

Coworker: Last night we went to a club after the party and this hot-looking girl started making eyes at me. She walks up as says, 'Hey cutie, wanna dance?' and I looked at her and said, 'Where the fuck are your teeth?'

Apparently closer inspection revealed that meth is one hell of a drug.

Oh god.

This is horrible.

Sometimes life gives you lemons, and after you make lemonade, it beats you with a pool que.

Tax Misuse Refund

Congress to Hold Hearings on Steroid Use

Who do I have to talk to, and what forms do I have to fill out to get a refund on my share of the taxes spent on this nonsense?

If you want to spend time dicking about with Major League Baseball, do it on your own dime. In the meantime, gimme my money back, or get back on topics that ACTUALLY MATTER.

People Of The Gun picture

I posed (yes, posed) for a picture for entry in the People of the Gun. Thought you might want to see a more recent picture of me since I seem to like changing my appearance so much.


Note the lefty AR upper, and the mag lock.

Xbox360 repair/RMA shipping box arrives

Guess what arrived with packing materials, a check sheet, shipping instructions, and a pre-paid shipping label?


It'll go out tomorrow.

Make ramen de-fucking-licious

In an effort to combat the scourge of bland ramen, I've experimented with different additions, and have found a winning combination.

Here's what you'll need...

Ramen, the seasoning packet that comes with the ramen, an egg, red pepper, a seasoned pre-cooked chicken leg, black pepper, your spice of choice (in my case, curry) and optionally tapatio, tabasco, or seasoning salt.

Fill a small pot half way with water, you need enough to cover the ramen block plus 3/4" or so. You'll need enough water to evenly heat the chicken leg. Add the seasoning and spices early to speed the boiling. Stir up the spices so they're evenly mixed, and no clumps of seasoning form at the bottom of the pot and burn. Add two or three times the amount of your spice of choice, so the ramen and chicken really pick up the flavor.


Add the ramen block when the water reaches a light boil. Keep the ramen at that heat, and poke it with a cooking utensil until it starts to loosen up. Turn off the heat when the ramen is cooked enough to be stirred freely. (the ramen is still undercooked at this point)


With the heat off, add the egg, and break it apart like you would if you were scrambling it. Adding the egg while at a boil causes the egg to cook into large pieces instead of cooking into lots of small pieces that you'll get in each bite, instead of a few large pieces of egg.


When the egg is pretty well mixed in, turn the heat on low and continue mixing. The ramen should still look a little undercooked. This is fine, since it doesn't need a constant boil to cook the noodles.


Add the chicken leg, and try to submerge it completely, and cover it with noodles if necessary. Keep the heat low, and stir occasionally. You're just finishing the ramen, and heating the chicken leg.


Serve in a bowl, eat with your face!

I had too little water in this one, make sure you have enough for the extended boiling time.

Don't forget the can opener

The left side is now NOT to open your hungarian surplus ammo can.

The bottom right (5 o'clock) is the right way. Make sure you get the can opener with your ammo can.

Happy holidays!

What we're thankful for

Defiant Infidel has an incredibly moving post about an experience he had in line at a store.

People become so preoccupied with what they don't have, they don't have a chance to think of all the things they DO have.

I'm going to go read it again...

Everything dies.

DI has a reminder for all of us.

Ummm, but, did anybody read that? He had a rifle and two handguns, but he was stopped when he was hit by a few well placed rounds by this lone woman. That is the key here. These idiots fall down and die when hit by accurate return fire.

These pieces of trash who decide to murder innocents before killing themselves carry no magic artifacts which protect them from being interrupted when carrying out their evil actions. No matter how dangerous or unstoppable these mutants seem to be, they all die when (in order of preference) you stick a few hundred grains of hot lead into them, spill enough of their blood, or bounce their head off the concrete a few times.
If it's alive, it can be dead. If it's dead, it can be deader.

Don't throw your hands up and cry to the heavens, "There's nothing anyone could have done!" Bullshit. Carry whatever weapon you can, and if you encounter one of these goblins, make up your mind fast.
Better yet; make up your mind now.

Response to Shane in Sydney.

Shane in Sydney left a few comments over the weekend, here's one of them;

wow - I'm not an American, and its weird reading these endless stories and fantasies full of fear & terror - and all that will save you is GUNS!! I don't know anyone with a gun, and this weird fear filled gun culture of America is very strange from an outside perspective. Most of the writers of this stuff seem to be middle class people class people in safe neighbourhoods (can you ever be safe without GUNS !! I can hear you say...). So scaredy scaredy scaredy Americans.... harmless & sad but then hunting the world for BAD PEOPLE to kill.... such as muslims and anyone that doesn't like Israel. So many millions dead so that Americans can't their terror & cowardice.

To the displeasure of some, I will respond to this obvious Troll. While I don't advocate feeding Trolls, I feel my views warrant defending. On the off chance that Shane actually seeks to have a discussion or *gasp* a debate, I'm going to respond as if his comment were more rationally stated, and less sophomoric. Enjoy!

Shane, thanks for taking the time to respond in such a thought provoking manner; your challenging of my subject matter in the good neighborhood post, and my why own guns post, drips with respect, and cutting candor. You are an example to us all that people can be civil and courteous, even when they disagree; even on the internet. Please allow me to reply to your more spirited comment.

Your contention that gun-owning Americans live in fear is misconceived; in fact, quite the opposite is the case. Most gun owners who take the defense of their loved ones seriously live quite peacefully. This is because they are confident in their ability to protect their loved ones should it be required. They know they will not have to dial 911 and pray they don't get a busy signal, hope they dispatch someone immediately, and wish against statistics that they arrive fast enough to stop a crime in progress. If they feel threatened, they don't have to wait until they are attacked to call the police, who would otherwise ignore their request. They know that if they don't have cell service, they will still have a fighting chance. They know that they are the first line of defense for the loved ones who depend on them for safety.

Abdicating the responsibility to another (police)man is your prerogative and certainly your right. Obviously, no one requires you feel any responsibility or duty to protect yourself, your wife, or your children. Certainly not your government. Just know that some men and women DO feel that responsibility, that duty, and would be crushed beyond words if their failure to be prepared resulted in the death (or worse) of a loved one or innocent. Just as you find our "gun culture" strange, we find your "culture of cognitive dissonance" strange. Along with the "there was nothing anyone could have done" attitude citizens adopt after what should have been an eye-opening lesson in reality.

Good neighborhoods are safer; that's why we live in them. But while it is more safe to live in good neighborhoods, it is not 100% safe. Nothing is. Not even where you live. No matter how much of a gun-free bastion of public safety you seem to be convinced to have found in Sydney. Random acts of violence can visit anyone, at any time, and irrevocably shatter lives. Arguing that incidents like the recent "good neighborhood" story don't happen, is obviously moot.

It is extremely likely that I, like most gun owners, will never wield a gun in anger. This is fine by me. I certainly don't want to have to go through the legalities, personal expense, emotional trauma, or life-threatening danger of having to use a weapon to defend myself or my loved ones. I think we both agree though, that anyone who would hope to shoot someone, should seek professional help.

The intention of the good neighborhood posts is to enlighten the people who assume they are immune to crime and violence because they live in a "good" neighborhood. This perception of invulnerability seems to be something from which you suffer. You seem to be of the notion (please correct me if I'm wrong) that bad things will not happen to you if you live in a good neighborhood, or that if bad things DO happen, the police will save you and your loved ones. This perception is simply wrong. The perception is so common, and so obviously wrong, that I've covered it many times, and will not bother rehashing.

But I am not so entrenched in my beliefs that I cannot have my mind changed. If you have arguments that can convince me that guns are not necessary to protect my loved ones from harm, I will happily give up the added responsibility, sell all my guns, (except a few .22s for recreational target shooting) invest the thousands I'd get back, and enjoy my life with one less thing to concern me.

Please Shane, please convince me I don't need guns.

Rabbits and wire management

Part of rabbit ownership is staying committed to proper wire management.

Lest the following happen;


Those I've spoken to have told me that no matter how much of the wire shielding the rabbit removes, there is never a dead bunny lying next to two exposed, live wires. Neither has any clue why this is, but we certainly won't tempt fate.

TRIGGER DISCIPLINE

Even the dog-shooting master chief has it.

FYI

For those who were fooled (myself included); that woman who stopped that church shooting was neither a security guard, nor a plain-clothed security volunteer.

She was a private citizen.

THIS JUST IN!!!!!1!11@#

MEN WHO HIT BALLS WITH STICKS FOR A LIVING (lol) MAY TAKE PERFORMANCE ENHANCING SUBSTANCES!

EVERYONE FREAK OUT!