Saturday, June 30, 2012
Haven't been able to shoot since we moved to North Carolina. Which made me very happy to receive a key, membership card, and rule book to the local range. Initial membership for the first year was five times my annual membership back in Iowa, which was not pleasant. But membership in the indoor range 20 miles down the road, where the NASCAR drivers, lawyers, and doctors live was even more than that, and that would be the same or more every year. And what's the fun of not being able to shoot full-power milsurp rounds?
Sadly, much of my collection is in secured storage in another state. But I have a few items with me, and .22 RF is fun and cheap.
Thursday, June 28, 2012
My personal thanks to all those Americans that helped elect this Marxist turd in their hopes to be part of something historic. You've certainly achieved that.
Monday, June 25, 2012
Interesting engine arrangement; doesn't look particularly comfortable though.
Sharp-looking bike, but.....
seat technology has come long way; bet it would be tough riding for a full day on that.
Sunday, June 24, 2012
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
A day in the Life of a Talk Radio Blogger: The Most Arrogant Man in America: Swiped from The Gateway Pundit
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
For the last four-plus months, we have tried to buy a foreclosed home. It had land, but needed to be gutted. With past houses, I've done plumbing, electrical, sheet rock, hard-wood floors, and concrete. I've redone vintage window weights, glass, and wood. I've replaced weight-bearing pillars, and redone siding.
But thanks to Fed Gov, I'm told that I Must Have A Contractor to do ANY repairs to a foreclosed home. Oh, and pay for 3 different inspections/appraisals out of pocket. Because, obviously, I can't be trusted to do any of this for myself, as I'm a simple serf. Which is why, after the last hurdle thrown in front of me by the FHA, requiring an FHA inspector to oversee our improvements (e.g. the contractor's work we are not allowed to do) we said fuck it. Take your clapped-out house, which I could have increased in value by by at least 40%, with its attendant property taxes, and let it rot. Fuck you, Fed Gov. Is there anything you touch that isn't instantly massively more complicated and irrational?
Two weeks after ditching it, we looked at a private sale. One week later, we have an accepted offer. Government method. Private method. Which one works better? Yeah.
Sunday, June 3, 2012
Spent Friday evening in Gold Hill, NC at the E.H. Montgomery General Store listening to local musicians playing bluegrass. It's elbow-room only, with open doors for ventilation and limited seating, but the music is certainly fine if you enjoy hearing plain old bluegrass played by musicians who do it for love of the music.
The Real Gun Guys website. As several commentators have mentioned, all you need is one good shot to get a high-quality weapon.