Ugly Gun Sunday

There's No Accounting For Taste

From another car show last night in the downtown area. Apparently once a month, there's a "night out" event with various vendors, merchants, and artists displaying their stuff. Don't know that I've ever seen a camouflage VW before.

"Drink Responsibly"

Nothing quite says it like putting the ping-pong balls on the front of the cooler. This image was taken less than 200 yards from where I live. And for that store's patrons, it's right in character.

Some New Old Music

The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band, with a slew of fine old-time country and bluegrass performers. I'd never heard of this album until I was poking around iTunes looking at some bluegrass. Twenty bucks for what was originally a triple LP that actually had quality performances throughout. And here I'd thought they were a one-hit wonder with "Mr. Bojangles" that I used to hear on Top 40 stations when I was a kid.

Wonder what else I've been missing all these years.

That Was Quick

Nick Pacific wins the shout out, with a response measured in mere minutes. There's a man who know his ugly guns......

Chaos. That pretty much describes my job at Big Federal Department (BFD, for simplicity).

That said, I'll say little more about, given that I prefer to have a roof over my head, although I have lived under a the tailgate of a deuce and half for weeks, followed by an upgraded to living in looted buildings. What can I say, I likes my Jack better than MD 20/20, and this pays for it.

Regardless, what's happened lately of note.

We've gone to the biggest car show I've ever seen at the track in Charlotte, NC:

Seriously, I'm not a big car guy, but that was impressive.

There's more to inflict on everyone, but that's blogfodder for later. Back to the whiskey.

Sort looks like a Nambu assembled by a drunk, don't it?

First one to guess the designer's name for this pistol receives the gift of a shout out, for what it's worth.........