Chances are, if your email to me has FW:FW: FW…3 or more times,

Then I’ve likely already seen it on the internet..

I might even already be on the list of thousands of people whose addresses are there for the reading in all the previous forwards……and for harvesting by the spambots.

Please, at least have the courtesy, if you must forward me another email with an endless chain of FW in front of it, then hide my address from all the other people you are sending it to (BCC)…and all the people that they will send it to…and all those folks that they will send it to…and so on and so on…

I get enough spam already.

Srsly. 

Carroll Shelby goes the the big junkyard in the sky.

When he wasn’t cozying up to big car companies and selling out, he made some pretty cool machines.

So back a few years a go, I TRIED to buy a laser from Wicked Lasers.

Tried.

Waited for 5 months, promised delivery dates missed, then a new one then another.

Then, when I finally got them to cancel my order, it took another 90 days to get my credit card refunded.

And these assholes have the nerve to offer me their newest and best laser….In an email. And I understand that their media push is big. Don’t be fooled. They lie.

Fuck you, Wicked Lasers.

Your service is shit, your promises are not worth anything, and I will never do business with you again, no matter how neat/cool your product may appear to be.

I would strongly advise that if you receive and ad from them, like the one below….Just Say NO.

We need more like this.

Or, get rid of immunity for public officials/police officers altogether.

And then spread it to the feds.

Of course, the downside is we’d have thousands of state local and federal workers being sued into bankruptcy….

It’d make ’em behave better….

See ya, Dick.

Tam says it well

Don’t let your our  (thanks OG) office door hit you on the ass on the way out.

Shoulda happened years ago.

When wielding power becomes more important than actually doing your job for your constituents…then it is time to go.

RNC: Take note.

at 5:30 PM.

Turnout was very low for the primary.

circa 22%

No wonder we get the kind of politician we do.

I did my part to vote against the poor examples of humanity that wish to rule us.

Sadly, with one exception, I was unable to find anyone to vote FOR.

I didn’t vote for Romney, as his annointing is a foregone conclusion. 

So Sunday night, we had a fair bit of rain.

Actually, a LOT of rain for our area.

So much rain that I had to look again at the rain gauge (after starting on my coffee) to be sure that my eyes had seen the correct amount displayed Monday morning.

I left early for work, and stopped by my local range to check that the pumps were working to keep the entrance from being under water (they weren’t). I reset the pumps and prepared to leave..

When I had driven down the road to the range (county road) a car had turned in behind me…

Now I had known that with the large amount of rain, and what I had seen on the way to the range that the county road to the range would be flooded. However, even I was surprised at the amount of flooding. The water ponded at the low point was nearly 4 feet deep. My truck is a 4wd Dodge diesel. But this water was close to the max that I can ford even with this truck. I idled across the low spot and proceeded to the range.There was a reason that I had taken the truck instead of the prius…..

Upon leaving the range after resetting the pumps , I had a choice: either go back the way I had come, or try the other way. As there is another low spot that might actually be worse, and as I knew the water level along the route I had come, I went back the way I had entered.

Imagine my surprise when I saw the same red monte carlo that had turned behind me….he had made it almost all the way across the 100′ pond across the road.

Almost.

He was sitting in about 2 feet of muddy water. (in the center of the road).

I was able to get beside him, and I told him I would turn around and push him out of the water with the truck.

I did. I thought about leaving him there, but figured he might drown or something.

Got him to the higher point, and got out to make sure that he had a cell phone and could call a tow truck.

The first words out of his mouth were “life just keeps fucking me in the ass…I can’t get ahead….it’s always something like this which gets me….”

I replied that he might want to think about where the blame lied, as he had seen me drive into the water, and had known how deep the water was. much too deep for his car.

His reply? “I figured if you could do it, I could”

Truck…..7 foot tall, air intake at 51 inches 34 inch tall tires…car at what??? 20 inches? 25 inch tires… Diesel, with no coils to short versus gas with easily shorted spark system. I think he locked up a cylinder, ’cause the car wouldn’t even turn over, much less start or run. Water is, after all, non-compressible. If he’s lucky, it didn’t bend any engine parts.

Fool. I told him that stupid should hurt so that the lesson would be better learned, then left as he began to get steamed up.

Look: Stupid SHOULD hurt. At best, he ingested enough water to lock his engine…at worst, he damaged it badly. He’s looking at a hundred bucks at a minimum, plus the tow….Lots more if he bent a rod.

I bet it’ll cost him a pretty penny. And I bet that he is incapable of learning either.

But he did it to himself.  Bet he blames someone else though. I wonder if the stupid hurt enough. 

I spent the bulk of yesterday helping teach an NRA First Steps shooting course.

The range I belong to charges only for course materials and ammunition, and we had a good turnout.

At the end of the class, after each shooter had used up 200 rounds of .22L.R., I brought out several firearms and 250 rounds or so of assorted .38, 9MM and .45ACP in order to let the class members shoot larger firearms, if they so desired.

They did.

Everyone enjoyed shooting the larger calibers.

At the end of the class, several of the students offered me money for the ammo they had expended.

I replied that the smiles on their faces more than made the cost of the ammo worthwhile.

And it did.
It was worth a Saturday, and a few hours at the reloading bench to see the smiles and the confidence in their faces.

Besides, I owe those folks who started me on that path, who did so for nothing, who donated THEIR time, and THEIR ammo and firearms. Now I know why they did it.

The smiles make it all worthwhile.

Is too good for the man who started the chain of events leading to the death of Bob Strait after the beating and rape of his 85 year old wife.

I, personally, cannot think of an appropriate punishment.

And I have a very vivid imagination. I can come up with all sorts of slow, painful, agonizing, drawn out ways for a man to die.

None of them are adequate punishment. None.

But I can come up with ways that would be a good start.