Saturday, June 26, 2010

From Tattoo Jim

This is in my best 4 year old, whiny voice... ahem... "my pussy hurts!"
There, I feel better now. I'm going back to bed now... oh yeah, FUCK YOU OBAMA!!!
Thank you...
tattoo jim

Friday, June 25, 2010

Tattoo Jim

Just got an email from Jim. He's been having some health issues (won't go in to detail here) but wishes everybody his best.
If anybody wants to kick him a "Quit whining and get back online" note, send it to  and I'll forward it along.

Thursday, June 24, 2010

White House Picks Critic of Local Immigration Enforcement for Key Role at ICE

Stephen Clark

Harold Hurtt, a former police chief in Houston and Phoenix, has been hired as the director for the U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement's Office of State and Local Coordination.
The Obama administration has tapped an outspoken critic of immigration enforcement on the local level to oversee and promote partnerships between federal and local officials.
Harold Hurtt, a former police chief in Houston and Phoenix, has been hired as the director for the U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement's Office of State and Local Coordination. Starting July 6, Hurtt will supervise outreach and communication between ICE, local law enforcement agencies, tribal leaders and representatives from non-governmental organizations.
"Chief Hurtt is a respected member of the law enforcement community and understands the concerns of local law enforcement leaders," said John Morton, the Homeland Security assistant secretary for ICE. "His experience and skills will be an invaluable asset to the ICEs outreach and coordination efforts."
But as a police chief, Hurtt was a supporter of "sanctuary city" policies, by which illegal immigrants who don't commit crimes can live without fear of exposure or detainment because police don't check for immigration papers.
He also, during his tenure as Houston police chief, criticized ICE's key program that draws on local law enforcement's support.
"There's no way you can head up an office if you don't believe in what the office is supposed to do," Curtis Collier of U.S. Border Watch, told the Houston Chronicle. "Immigration and Customs Enforcement's primary mission is to protect the American people. If this guy believes any of these programs should not be enforced, he's certainly going to be a very weak advocate for them."
Kelly Nantel, a spokeswoman for ICE, told that Hurtt has always been a proponent of the jail model of the 287(g) program, which gives local police authority to initiate deportation proceedings against illegal immigrants linked to serious crimes -- but as a police chief, he didn't favor more proactive local enforcement because he didn't believe it was the best utilization of his resources.
"I think the critics are only talking about half of what he said," she said. "He's always been a strong proponent of every law enforcement agency making those decision on their own."
Critics say his pro-immigration policies enabled illegal immigrants to kill two police officers and seriously injure another in Phoenix before he left in 2005 and to kill an officer in Houston before he retired in 2009.  (emphasis by Wirecutter)
The widow of one of the officers, Rodney Johnson, who was fatally shot by an illegal immigrant with a long criminal record, is suing Hurtt for enacting policies that she says led to his death.
But Nantel dismissed such allegations.
"The responsibility of those homicides lies on the shoulder of the individuals who committed the crimes," Nantel said.
Hurtt's position at ICE reportedly pays $180,000 a year.

Fuck you Obama. Fuck you Janet. This just goes to show how serious you are about border enforcement and the safety of out nation.

Bacon. Mmmmm..... bacon

This doesn't mean we're dating, just thought you needed some ideas for next Valentines' Day if ya ever find the next ex.

Thanks, Terry. Just when you got my hopes up......

Loading a vintage six shooter

Everybody knows that you're supposed to carry an older Single Action revolver with the hammer down on an empty chamber to prevent an accidental discharge, but damned few people nowadays know how to do it.
It's real simple:
Load one chamber, skip one, load four and without moving the cylinder, bring the hammer to full cock and lower it on the empty chamber.
If your revolver has been modified to carry 5 rounds, load one, skip one, load three and bring the hammer to full cock and lower it.
Damn, I miss my old 3 Screw Ruger.

Tattoo Jim

To those who are asking about Tattoo Jim:
I don't know where in the fuck he's at. He does drop out of sight occasionally, ya know.
I kicked him an email just now, hopefully he'll answer tonight or tomorrow.
When I hear from him, I'll let y'all know.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

What a great picture

It's true, I have coyotes on my brain.

Why didn't think of that?

BP has announces that they have successfully capped the oil well with a wedding ring.
It immediately quit putting out.
- Debbie

More Security Tips - or Paranoia 101

All right, I thought of some shit to keep y'all safe. You may be worrying your ass off after I put ideas into your head but if you listen to your Ol' Uncle Wirecutter you might make it through the night.

Cell phones:
First off, sleep with your cell phone as well as a landline. Why, you ask? In case your landline gets cut, dumbass. But one thing you need to make sure of is that your cell connects to your local 911 when you dial that. It may sound stupid, but up until a couple of years ago, my cell would connect to the Highway Patrol in the county to the north of me. No shit, and I live in a city of 200,000.
But even if it doesn't, whoever it does connect to will transfer your call. It may waste precious seconds but it's better than nothing.
Train your youngsters how to dial 911. If they have cells, have them sleep with them too.

Listed numbers:
If you have a listed home phone, it may also have your address listed. All a tweeker has to do is stand outside your door, dial your number and see if you answer. Either get your number unlisted or see if you can have your address deleted when the new phone book comes out.

Answering machines:
 Turn the ringer off and the volume down when you leave the house. Granted, when the local tweeker is standing outside your house after dialing your number he's still gonna get your machine but now he's wondering if the resident's gone or  inside sleeping and don't want to be disturbed.
Ladies, if you don't have a man living there, have a trusted male record your message for you. DO NOT record a message featuring just you and your kids. It may sound cute, but it tells a rapist or a baby-raper that there ain't a man there to stop him.

Security Systems:
If you moved into a home with a system already installed, you can skip this part.
Every once in a while, I get a salesman at my door offering me a free/discounted security system. Then they offer a free home inspection to point out my weak spots. I politely tell them no, that there's somebody here 24/7 and send them on their way. Why? Let me tell you a story:
Cousin Eugene was a Professional. Not a professional security specialist, but a professional criminal. He bought himself a fancy uniform complete with patches and name tags, then went door to door soliciting home security systems complete with free inspections. Then a couple of weeks later him and his partner in crime would go back and burglarize the house that Eugene had cased out with the homeowner watching.
If you want a security system, call your local PD and ask for their recommendations, then call them yourself.

Appearances Are Everything:
Do whatever you can to make the Bad Guys think twice. Go to your local thrift store and buy a beat up old pair of work boots and park them motherfuckers right outside your front door. If there's not a man in the house, it'll look like there is one. If there is a man living there, it'll look like he's there now. It may backfire, though. I did this a few years ago and some homeless dude ripped them off.
If you can't own a dog, make it look like you do. Look in your local paper and find a BIG doghouse for sale cheap. Put it where a burglar would look. He's gonna wonder where the dog is. Inside? With you? And while you're at it, put some dog toys next to it, and a food dish wouldn't hurt. A BIG food dish.
I've got a sign on my door in both English and Mexican that reads "DAY SLEEPER - DO NOT DISTURB." This works especially well if you follow my next tip.
If you have a neighbor with more than one vehicle, invite them to park one of them in front of your house. Sweeten the pot by offering to help keep an eye on it.

Well, that's about it for this edition of Paranoia 101. More to follow at a later date.

Bacon. Mmmmm, bacon.....



So what in the fuck do you expect when you give a soldier a job to do and then put restrictions on how to it and won't give him the tools and people to do the job, asshole?


WASHINGTON – President Barack Obama rebuked his Afghanistan war commander for "poor judgment" Tuesday and considered whether to fire him in the most extraordinary airing of military-civilian tensions since Harry Truman stripped Gen. Douglas MacArthur of his command a half century ago.
The White House summoned Gen. Stanley McChrystal to Washington to explain disparaging comments about his commander in chief and Obama's top aides. The meeting set for Wednesday was a last-ditch moment for the general once considered the war's brightest hope.
If not insubordination, the remarks in a forthcoming Rolling Stone magazine article were at least an indirect challenge to civilian management of the war in Washington by its top military commander.
"I think it's clear that the article in which he and his team appeared showed a poor — showed poor judgment," the president said, surrounded by members of his Cabinet at the close of their meeting. "But I also want to make sure that I talk to him directly before I make any final decisions."

Monday, June 21, 2010

There's gotta be a reason

Why is it that every dog that's ever owned me instinctively knows what  "Get the fuck out of my way" means?

Sunday, June 20, 2010

One way or another

Why? WHY?

As I'm munching on a bowl of fresh jalapenos I gotta wonder:
Why do I sit here with my mouth on fire every night and my ass on fire every morning?