Nov 19th - Today - National Ammo day. Celebrate! Go but 100 rounds of ammo! Buy 2 boxes of pistol, AND 5 of rifle. I know that's 200, but we have to make up for the democrats who don't celebrate holidays.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Well I guess I should have been doing this earlier. I'm going to build a trike or quad cycle using electric power. I'm going to start with a steel platform. Then move to aluminum. once I got a working model, I'll improve the hell out of it. I guess I could start with Mom's power chair she never used, then do the usual upgrades, brushless motor, Lithium Hydride batteries.
I did get some good results 25 years ago with three batteries, and a starter motor.
Even with the gas going below $2, this is necessary. I still have a recurring image of a 1978 Hustler cartoon. An Arab flashing Uncle Sam, A gas nozzle between his legs.
We need to fix matters so we are never again dependent upon those extremist savages for anything.
Most of us could use the exercise!
Posted by John B at 12:34 PM
It only cost me $69 used, with a second magazine bringing it up another $7. When the ammo reaches it's fifth birthday, I take this out, plink tin cans, and buy another box. .380 in our house is just a notch above a bedroom gun. She's Cheap, Trashy, and if you handle her wrong, she'll draw blood. For years I had a pair of parallel scars in the web of my hand, where she taught me to grip lower and firmer. A friend had the same model, his always jammed. Being a Vietnam Vet he cheerfully dubbed her "Jammin' Jenny". After she let him down in an unsocial encounter, he left her on the stove top to melt down. My "Jenny" has never let me down, but then I've never put her in the extreme situations my friend put his. I just keep her up high by the door in case of hostile callers. If I carried in that small a caliber, I'd get a barrel for a Makarov, or PA-63. I got her small sister in .22lr, and she's always treated me right. I take her out more.
My Dad's Favorite Cheap Auto is the Raven .25. I think I've had a dozen of those before I turned 21. I used to order the strikers by the dozen anyway.
Oh yeah! any striker fired pistol, first thing order 3 replacement strikers, Damn thing will go out on you at the most inconvenient time. I got a big ol horse of a Hi-Point .45. Not only do I have 3 replacement striker firing pins, I have turned a couple from brass to make sure I have an alternate replacement. Hey if one breaks, and the others are identical...
I once made a firing pin from a brass key, for my H&R Defender .38. Brass is reliable, and will get the job done.
And if it let's you down, you can melt it down and try again.
Posted by John B at 5:45 AM
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Saturday, November 8, 2008
The Ex-Girlfriend is being exasperating. She thinks sexual climax is a competition sport. Since I can brush the back of her neck, and her spine with my 4 day shadow, and have her screaming for more, She thinks she's losing, since I may, or may not, ejaculate. The fact that Ejaculation and Orgasm are separate items doesn't penetrate her comprehension. Also the fact that I'm 46, 380 pounds, diabetic, and on a dozen pills, and 3 injections, 3 times daily, for all the other stuff wrong with me, has evaded her attention. The only reason I'm not filling her up with ejaculate, is that I'm fucking someone else, OR I just don't get turned on by her.
I think I screwed up. I sort of hid out at a friend's house. I never thought of her sexually. In fact I thought of her more as Darth Maul to my Siddious. She listened, as I more or less poured out my soul to her.
Halfway through the night, when I was blitzed from my painkillers, I was basically shown that I could hit the other side of the room with an ejaculation. If my partner wasn't treating beat the cock, like beat the clock. Sorry, I'm riding high on euphoria. I think the ex, is more ex than yesterday.
And where I had a friend who'd kill for me, I now have a Friend With Benefits, if I'm not careful, she has probably popped out, and maimed for me already.
Posted by John B at 8:52 PM
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Never before has a difference of opinion on presidential candidates cost me friends. Even on line ones. I've lost two over the mere suggestion that Barack Obama, a man only a year older than I may not be ready, or qualified, to be President. I personally was ready to forgive them a far more profound insanity.
If he gets elected, death squads will be hunting down those of us who didn't vote for him.....
Posted by John B at 3:39 AM