Relief In Sight

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.

Bullshit

Tax, penalty, it's all the same now. Is there anything that can't penalized, excuse me, taxed as much as a congress in compliance with a president now wishes? Maybe a nice annual "tax" on owning guns, say 1% of your income or $500 per year? How about a little obesity tax per year? Or a carbon-emission/road wear/environmental mining impact tax for anyone not using the approved "green" vehicles.

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.

Old Bikes

Antique bike show up in Gold Hill, NC this past weekend. Gold Hill is a neat little town with some interesting historic buildings, and a very nice park for this sort of gathering. Unfortunately, the gathering was fairly small, and these represent probably half of the antique bikes present:

Never seen an Indian police bike before, wouldn't mind having one.

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.

Sweet; I'm partial to baggers myself. Handy having rain gear, 'cause sooner or later you're going to hit some serious weather.

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It's like a Liberator for the fashion-conscious........

A day in the Life of a Talk Radio Blogger: The Most Arrogant Man in America

A day in the Life of a Talk Radio Blogger: The Most Arrogant Man in America: Swiped from The Gateway Pundit

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Happy Birthday Army!

The US Army, stomping enemies flat since 1775; 237 years! I'm proud to have served with you through three different overseas deployments, you young pup.



 Best Wishes, The Organized Militia, fighting at home and overseas since 1636 (Go Guard!)

FU, Big Gov

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.

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Friday Night Bluegrass

 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.

 

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"Here’s proof you can’t put the genie back into the bottle, so to speak. This home made gun fires iron rod sections and is powered by match heads. Here are some photos (same source) of weapons and other implements made in a German prison. Where there’s a will, there’s a way." From The Real Gun Guys website. As several commentators have mentioned, all you need is one good shot to get a high-quality weapon.