Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Can My Kid

do any wrong in gifting?

A Christmas present from the lad:

The answer is no.

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Happy Holi...

Ahhh, screw it.
I'm sick of that "holiday" crap, so


There, I said it.
So sue me.

Monday, December 21, 2009

Hurtling Towards Summah

Astronomy December 21, 2009
Rise: Set:
Actual Time 7:14 AM EST 4:16 PM EST
Civil Twilight 6:42 AM EST 4:48 PM EST
Nautical Twilight 6:06 AM EST 5:24 PM EST
Astronomical Twilight 5:31 AM EST 5:58 PM EST
Moon 10:12 AM EST 9:22 PM EST
Length Of Visible Light: 10h 06m
Length of Day: 9h 01m

Tomorrow will be 0m 3s longer.

Yeah baby...

Thursday, December 17, 2009


From IMAO, on hippie eradication:

"Due to increased global warming, polar bears are increasingly scared and sad. The only solution is to give them hugs. Thus, as citizens of the earth, we need to go out and hug polar bears now. So just go up to them and start hugging. They may bear their teeth, swing their paws, and roar, but that’s just polar bear for “I’m scared and need a hug!” If you are too intimidated to hug an adult polar bear, at least hug a baby polar bear then. Just make sure the mother polar bear is watching because it likes to chaperone that sort of thing."

That's smart thinking, right there.

Reminds me of the old joke with the punchline, "and the scat has bells in it & smells like pepper"...

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Another Trip

around Ol' Sol completed today.

Why is it that each round seems shorter than the last?

Friday, December 11, 2009

You Want Gun Pr0n?

I’ll give you gun pr0n.

Feast thine eyes:

This is just one pic of many of the nicest, purtiest, pieces of hardware I’ve seen, since… forever.

A friend of mine is selling it, & this is not an advert for him, as I am a buyer for it until it gets too spendy for my moth-ridden wallet. Those that know me as a cheap-assed varmint (& they are correct) would be stunned at the level to which I have bid this item.

An 1873 first generation Colt SAA, built in 1884, impeccably refinished many years later. With carved ivory grips.

I held this puppy in my hand & something clicked, & I’m not sure what it was; probably my brain snapping back to a day when this gun was new, & I was its owner.

Dream on Alice.

If you’ve got the cake to drop on something like this, you would not be disappointed, & I will envy you to my last breath.

Did I mention the carved ivory grips?


Tuesday, December 8, 2009

I’m Not USUALLY Paranoid…


Lessee, the prediction is for some snow, changing to ICY RAIN.

Hmmm, icy rain, where have I heard about that before?

Seems like a year or so ago, there was


Monday, December 7, 2009

Don't Forget,

America still has aggressive enemies...

7 December, 1941

Friday, December 4, 2009

He Posts!

As is with the big bloggers who don’t post too often, folks check daily to see when the Next Big Post will happen.

I’m sure the multitudes that follow my blog are equally fervent.

Well, here it is- cat blogging.

Just move along… nothing to see here.

So I walk into
Paul’s gun shop a couple weeks ago, & Chris (Paul’s son) says, “You wanna cat”?

Caught completely off guard, as I was thinking gunny thoughts, not feline, I says, “I’ll check with the wife”.

Now checking with the wife (mine anyway), about cat appropriation is like talking to Eskimos about a little extra warmth- it’s pretty much “yeah baby”.

Seems this critter had been hanging out near the store for a while, & Chris had taken her home in a fit of conscience to avoid having to shovel frozen cats from the storefront.

Good lad, he.

Annnyway, she’s now in the fam damily, & she’s acclimating well.

We’re calling her “CC”, which initially stood for Cougar Cat, as she has a mountain lion-like tail, but “Mountain Lion” was too much of a mouthful. I think “CC” now means Crazy Cat, as this youngster is completely out of her mind.

Too much time out in the cold, I’m guessing.

I'm throwing in a pic of her in a calmer moment- you cat folks will understand…