Monday, March 31, 2008
Saturday, March 29, 2008
I took my Neos (that I still hadn't shot yet!), my CZ452 that my wonderful wife got me for Xmas and the trusty Ruger 10/22.
Number One Son brought his wee Savage.
My CZ is chambered in .17HMR, and this was the first time I've ever shot that round. There is literally no drop over 200 yards with this round, quite unlike the 22LR. I was able to plink the 200 yard gong without aiming high. Excellent!
For precision, this rifle has got to be one of the best I have. Definitely going to be a regular range companion, I think...
Here's some of our results...
Number One Son's groupings at 50 yards over open sights with the Savage. He's got the makings of becoming a way better marksman than his dad, I think. I think I was more excited than he was whenever he hit the "green"...
My best group with the CZ at 50 yards, over open sights. I'm really happy with this - this is comparable to my using the scoped 10/22.
As for the Neos, well that turned out to be so much fun that we blew through an entire brick of Remington Thunderbolts before we knew it. Five hundred rounds, yo!
Most fun I've had in a long time, and aside from the 17HMR ammo, pretty frikken cheap...
Friday, March 28, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Check out their helpful FAQ sheet.
How very kind of them to acknowledge that nobody currently manufactures non-lead ammo in 22LR!
"So if you live in the range of the Condor, and you have ground squirrels tearing up your land and leaving holes for your livestock to break their legs in, tough shit. The Condor's more important. Unless you want to change to a caliber that does offer lead free ammo. Sorry about the expense there - there was going to be an ammo voucher program, but it wasn't funded. Now piss off and don't bother us anymore, peasant."
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Had my interview today, and it pretty much reaffirmed my feelings about interacting with government officials. Necessary, sometimes; unpleasant, most of the time.
They cannot make a decision about my case yet because I need to send in additional certified paperwork.
I'm feeling sick, because I'm pretty sure that what they're requesting does not exist.
I have thirty days to get it to them.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
LT: Funny Julie story..... Julie was so proud that she made corned beef and cabbage for her kids.... then she had to make them eat it.
They said it stunk but tasted good..... she took photos of them holding their noses!
When Julie got to work this morning.. Susie our old boss said how she always moves things around in her house and hides gold coins for her kids to find... because the leprechaun visits while they are out!
Julie had a "I am not a great mom" moment! ME TOO!
ST: Whatever - stop thinking so much.
What the kids don’t know won’t hurt them. Kevin and Julie should have killed all the snakes around their property - St. Patrick got rid of the snakes.
Hafta say, this made me chuckle... and then start considering appropriate calibers for snake eradication. I have a box of 22LR shot shells that should do the job nicely, should such an occasion ever arise...
UPDATE: I've been reading the live-blogging of the case as found on SCOTUSblog.
(H/T to Joe Huffman)
Best phrase yet:
Roberts asks: "What is reasonable about a total ban on possession?" (in response to Dellinger's comment about "reasonable restrictions").
Saturday, March 15, 2008
I pulled the cover off, put the keys in the ignition, pulled out the choke and went to start the bike. The starter button is by the right hand grip, and as I grabbed the grip, I saw movement.
The biggest, fattest, nastiest looking black widow with a huge bright hour-glass was suspended by its thread from the grip not four inches from my hand.
I hopped off that bike so fast it rocked, almost going over (a five hundred pound bike), frantically looking around for something to get the little bastard with. After a few seconds of my trying to grab it with my retractable-claw-tool-picker-upper-thingy, the spider dropped to the ground where it was introduced rather forcefully to the sole of my boot.
I don't care very much for spiders as a whole, but black widows really reach down into my reptile brain and yank on that fear-reflex pretty hard.
In this case, it jerked my groggy, sleep addled mind into full awareness instantly.
Fear beats coffee every time.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
What this boils down to is that when I see a trailer for a movie I think I'd like, I pretty much have to wait for it to come out on DVD, by which time I've usually forgotten that it was one I wanted to see.
One of my coworkers is an avid moviegoer with an extensive DVD collection and he has been kind enough to loan me the latest gory action flicks whenever they come out. I currently have five or six of his movies packed away in several random boxes throughout our house (to say our move was in any way orderly would be an outright lie) and I came across one last night at the perfect time... one kid was in karate, one was in dance with my wife. Sweet! I had a two hour window all to myself!
The movie I watched was Layer Cake, a British gangster movie with a lot of plots and stories woven together impacting the main protagonist (Daniel Craig, the new Bond). This was the first movie I had been able to see for weeks, if not months, and I really enjoyed it. Some of the characters were a little over the top, but fun to watch nonetheless. The "Duke's" girlfriend, especially, was a total caricature of your low-class, East-End chav tramp. Fantastic.
Sure, it's not going to win any Oscars (or didn't back in 04 when it came out) but I was enthralled for a good two hours.
Next up - "Shoot em up", whenever I can find another free time slot...
Monday, March 10, 2008
Personally, I don't think prostitution should be a crime, but right at this moment it is, and having made a career out of prosecuting such crimes, one would think Spitzer would have had more sense. Talk about being hoisted on your own petard.
By all accounts this guy is pretty arrogant, so maybe he felt that the laws he enforced just didn't apply to him... or maybe its just New York politics as usual.
I'm not very impressed by the "coming clean" press conference. We'd not be seeing it at all if he hadn't been caught - that's his only real regret. Dragging his wife out there for "support" turns my stomach - probably turns hers too, unless she's a complete doormat. Lady! Your guy's been banging hookers for who knows how long! What the hell are you doing standing by his side! He's made a complete mockery of his marriage, his family and his vows. That dude's word is WORTHLESS.
Sunday, March 02, 2008
Our house from the street...
From the back... not very big, but there you go...
The shop behind the house - an additional 2-3 car garage... full of boxes right now.
The tractor that came with the property, for weed abatement in the area behind the yard - a 1946 Ford 2N, for those who are interested. I've already used it, although there is an electrical problem I haven't isolated yet.
The view looking West... the picture really doesn't do it justice.
The view looking South, early evening... that isn't snow on the distant mount range; it's fingers of fog creeping over the mountaintops into the valley -- it looked very cool as it was happening...
Long - ass driveway...
That's all I got right now, but as things return to normalcy, I'll be posting more very soon...