Say what you will!

This Guy is not an armchair warrior!

I even made noises about scoring that 25 million.

But this guy, bad kidneys and all, is actively stalking Osama BinLaden.

You Go Bwah!

Making Things Safe

I have a few things that aren't quite so valuable, but someone feels they are worth stealing.

Question is, am I justified in buying another safe the size of a gun safe, one I can't afford. I've got a gun safe. It just can barely contain my gun collection. maybe I should start building a bending brake capable of bending 6 gauge steel. Start making my own safes. Pay for them by making some to sell....

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Give these people a visit!

I was thinking of starting a blog of that name.

They got the idea first,

and they deliver the message.

Straight Not Narrow

Red Dwarf

If you don't know the TV Show Red Dwarf, go to the library, rent and view the season's disk sets in order and then come back to this post. You'll thank me. British comedy expands the intellect, and brings a singular joy to the soul.

The reason I bring this up is that, Brigid had Red Dwarf: Infinity Welcomes Careful Drivers, in her "Currently Reading" Book Roll.

I obtained this book for a pledge, to my public TV Station. It is a darling tribute to the show by the two men whose vision made the show possible. It's companion book Better Than Life, continues the story with a totally unexpected ending. The redemption of Rimmer.

I've seen the Frank Burns', and the Arnold Rimmers, of the world. They do exist in real life. I've been privileged to have actually befriended a couple such people, and found, to my joy, that the martinet at work, was left at the door of work. These were as different people outside the work place as I expect actor Chris Barrie, (who played Rimmer) is from the character he portrays.

Why the roomie must die!

I have a reloading press, Dillon style, that is setup for .45 acp.

My free ammo inspired me to get off my ass and crank out some wheel weight rounds.

I have a tin popcorn can containing tumbled brass in .45.

I also have a plastic ice cream pail containing Fiocchi .45 brass.

Roomie saw two identical calibers and decided that they could go in together so she could free up a plastic pail.

I do believe I explained the difference between small and large pistol primers to her.

I also believe that I explained that the workbenches and parts were sacrosanct.

If I didn't inspect the brass in an OCD manner to group headstamps together,

I'd have had a nasty accident.

I'm sure this is a coincidence that my accidental death coverage of $100,000 just came through. Dad was going to sort out the brass for me to intercede in the impending death of the roommate. Unfortunately he doesn't have the fine eye for this work.

If we were honest, we'd both admit he lost that fine eye in the mid 80's.

The roomie tried to sort the brass, but she didn't have a clue.

In the end I just had her sort the Fiocchi rounds into a plastic bucket.

I guess I'll sort out the 250 big primer cases later.

In other news I loaded up about 60 rounds of .45-70. 550 grain bronze solids.

Little heavy for the NEF but good in the new Marlin.

I'm promising Dad, that I won't shoot the roomie.

*At least not with the 45-70*

Dad has some extended wadcutter Brass Solids in .38 special.

I made them last year.

In case he has a beef with Cadillacs in traffic.

Or gets into a bullfight.

I'd have pictures but I just broke the cellphone.

Pity, I'm kinda proud of my 4x4 loading blocks for the .45-70

Worlds Collide

Whoa Bobbi, the When Worlds Collide reference slid straight across home plate, and I totally failed to lay a bat on it.

It's a glaring reminder that I'm getting old, but the pre-cable Four o'Clock Movie was a daily favorite. Two hours of electric babysitting for my Mom while she made her Broadway production known as Dinner. When Worlds Collide was a high rotation movie, we could see it once a month.

And in sixth grade, I made the discovery that personally owned paperbacks could go beyond Star Trek adaptations.

In those days you actually had to get your parents permission on file at the library and at the grocery store to be allowed access to paperback books.

My first Paperback book that I actually bought outside Star Trek 8, was When Worlds Collide.

My first "The Book Was Better" moment.

A couple years later, I'd discover that the Dynamic Duo of Balmer and Wylie had committed the heinous sin, though I didn't know at the time, of a sequel.

Who do ya think ya are guys, Alexandre Dumas? Mark Twain?

Wow! I didn't know Twain knew Tesla!

I Won!

Free Ammo! from the HPR Ammo contest.

I owe you big time Tam!
I'm not at all fond of the inside ammo tray that came in the box though!

A Styrofoam tray doesn't cost much more, and it holds up under everyday use.

This heavy paper tray didn't hold up well under shipping.
My new ammo placed in a spare tray I had lying around.

I keep these, as they are good for reloading. No point spending money for plastic trays.

or time drilling out 2X4s when I have these around.

The Headstamps are a mixed lot WCC, Federal, Remington, Winchester, Star, ZZK.
Well it's not quite a free day at the range, but it sure gives me a warm glow.

Random Chance! You like me, You Really Really LIKE Me!

Belated Father's Day

Posted with full confidence that the Father in question will never read this.

You cared for us when Mother was in the hospital for weeks after mine and my brothers birth.

She really shouldn't have carried children, though I'm selfishly glad she did.

You made sure we were fed, clean, warm, loved.

You came home with a big box of books when I was 4-5 years old, and built a bookcase for them.

Though Louie L'Amour, and Max Brand were your staples, you wished me to learn and enjoy reading.

You taught me to work toward what I wanted in this world. That nobody owed me anything.

If they actually did, it would be a cold day in Hell before they paid off.

(I found out by myself that any kind of charity solicitation is harder than just working for wages.)

When the woman I love died an untimely death, you opened your home to the child that she left behind.

You have your faults, but you are my Father.

I love you for what you are and what you mean to me.

I have a craving for

about 3 dozen oysters.

Hopefully it will subside before the stores open.

Where does one get ones raw oyster jones on after bar rush any way?

defend to the death

Your right to have an opinion.

The American Way!

Break their Windows

Break them NOW!

Fixed it!

I'll install a new spring and plunger assembly, and I'll take the Llama .45 out for a few mags.

But first, I've gotta go get a half/dozen oops kits re-stocked.

I found out that a couple of friends were more rat than friend.

They thought their status as security guards would protect them from consequences.

I help out real cops and armored truck guards. TSA rejects stand no chance.

Make a long story short, the mall cops that pillaged my armory stock, got a visit from real

cops and armored truck guards, plus a couple biker-bounty hunters.

They apologized, paid for the parts, and with a couple other contributions, I got a bunch of

parts that need to be organized into oops kits for various models.

I got a couple of friends' Glocks that need to be totally overhauled. Sometimes these guys get so messed up, that you have to replace every spring and trigger set, then they work ok for a 2-3 year period.

That's why I don't like them much. Take a 1911, Load it! pull the slide and set the safety. 60 years later, you can take it off safe and fire out that magazine. The ammo is the weakest factor in that equation. You store a Glock with springs tensioned, you have a loaded brick.

I have said this for 35 years

It's all about time, not money, TIME!
h/t to Weerd Beard