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Saturday, January 26, 2013

And for my long awaited...... 10,000th post..... !!!!!


Yup, four and a half years, 3.5 million page views and just over a million and a half visits later, I have hit 10,000 posts. Check it out:



I'll stick to hunting coyotes, thank you.


God Bless Sam Colt


For Irish


Titties


And more titties


Doesn't anybody swallow anymore???


Goddammit

You know what's starting to piss me off? A full 90% of the posts I do on guns have to be tagged with both the 'guns' and 'politics' label for those categories. You think I'm kidding? Go to my sidebar and hit the gun category and see if the posts in there ain't tagged 'politics' as well.
When you post something about a gun, it should about guns and be tagged just as guns. Politics shouldn't have anything to do with my fucking guns.

Out of the horses mouth



Check out at least the first minute. That should be enough to piss you off.

Damn, that's gotta smart


One of Iran’s official press agencies published photos showing the public amputation of a thief’s fingers on Wednesday. These show a man getting his finger chopped off with a machine resembling a rotary saw.
We contacted many of our Observers in Iran to ask them about this machine. Some of them had heard about it before, but many discovered its existence through these morbid photographs, which were reportedly taken on Thursday. According to the INSA press agency, the man shown getting his finger cut off was charged with robbery and adultery by a court in the southwestern city of Shiraz. He was also accused of being at the head of a criminal organisation. On top of losing one of his fingers, he was sentenced to three years in prison and 99 whip lashes.
www.weaselzippers.us

No, YOU turn the water on!!!


It's official: Life now sucks

WiscoDave sent this in - I had seen menus from the Nevada brothels before, but that was something like 20 years back and the prices were less than half that.
You can now take a girl to dinner and a first rate play for less hurt on your paycheck than to go to the cathouse. What kind of fucked up shit is that? And do have any fucking idea at all what the drinks cost there in the bar? Man, it's a sad situation when you gotta take out a loan to go get laid, ain't it?
I didn't mean to sound so indignant and shit. I mean, it ain't like I've ever been to such a vile place before......
I'm sorry, Lisa......
Fuck.

There's a rear end accident waiting to happen

Saw this over at Hookers and Booze, to good not to steal.

Bacon. Mmmmm, bacon.....


CharlieGodammit - The Early Years


Wait til AFTER the wedding before you start nagging


Exactly!!!


Still want to laugh at the little 22LR?



-Stuart

Assault Weapon Watch



It has been
8 years, 4 months, 11 days, or
436 weeks (rounded down), or
3055 days, or
73,320 hours, or
 
4,399,200 minutes, or
263,952,000 seconds
since Assault Weapon Watch was started on September 13, 2004.
During all that time, not one of the assault weapons being watched "went off" all by itself, or "spewed" hundreds (actually, any) of bullets that cut down innocent people, and, most disappointingly, not one of them has been found in the street where it needed to be gotten off of.
How is it possible that Assault Weapon Watch managed to select three (3) dud assault weapons to watch?
-Skidmark

Gotta be California (again)

I'd be willing to bet he's had more pricks stuck in him than on him.

Well, no shit.

Comprehensive immigration reform could make millions of people suddenly eligible for assistance under President Obama's healthcare law, assuming a final deal paves the way for undocumented immigrants to receive papers.
MORE


*****

And this is coming as a surprise to who?
I almost can't wait to hear the protests from all the Obama supporters when their taxes go up and their healthcare quality goes down when this goes into effect. I'm betting they expected somebody else to pay for it, like all those rich folks who supposedly don't pay taxes.
Uh huh......

You bet.

-Al

Another "Aw Fuck" Moment In Time......


Straight-up White Trash, God bless 'er


What, me worry?

To all,
I'm retired...I have nothing better to do than read things I find on the web.  Such as a wonderful document entitled:
 "The Department of Justice's Operation Fast and Furious:  Fueling Cartel Violence".
I have concluded that we have nothing to worry about from Diane Feinstein, Harry Reid, Eric Holder or the President.
Why?
They sold thousands of guns and still can't find most of them.  They're pathetic for a variety of reasons.  
1.  Our government sold guns to drug dealers resulting in the death of an American.
2.  Our government tried to cover it up.
3.  Our government "lost" such items as AK-47's, AR-15's, Barett 50's.  LOTS of them.

It was so pathetic that even after the ATF found out about what was happening, 1,418 weapons were sold.  AFTER the ATF knew...  and 1,048 weapons still remain missing.
If our government sold firearms to drug dealers and murderers, even after it became known what was going, continued to sell and lose them to those people, what do we have to worry about.  
Can they find their own shoes?

Furthermore, in the wording of Feinstein's proposed "Assault Weapons Ban of 2013", it states on page 14, lines 9-12:
"It shall be unlawful for a person to import, sell, manufacture, transfer or possess, in or affecting interstate or foreign commerce, a semiautomatic assault weapon."
Shouldn't somebody in the Federal government go to jail???
Just thinking...

If you have no life as I do, following are the links:

http://www.scribd.com/doc/61063632/Fast-and-Furious-FINAL

http://www.scribd.com/doc/122212105/S-150

Anonymously yours,
Robert H. Morris

Friday, January 25, 2013

See what we have to put up with here?


Stolen from Brock at Free North Carolina

What goes around comes around

A woman from Los Angeles who was a tree hugger, liberal and an anti-hunter purchased a piece of timberland near Colville , WA . There was a large tree on one of the highest points in the tract. She wanted a good view of the natural splendor of her land so she started to climb the big tree. As she neared the top she encountered a spotted owl that attacked her. In her haste to escape, the woman slid down the tree to the ground and got many splinters in her crotch. In considerable pain, she hurried to a local ER to see a doctor. She told him she was an environmentalist, a Democrat, and an anti-hunter and how she came to get all the splinters.
The doctor listened to her story with great patience and then told her to go wait in the examining room and he would see if he could help her. She sat and waited three hours before the doctor reappeared. The angry woman demanded, "What took you so long?" 

He smiled and then told her, "Well, I had to get permits from the Environmental Protection Agency, the Forest Service, and the Bureau of Land Management before I could remove old-growth timber from a 'recreational area' so close to a waste treatment facility. I'm sorry, but due to Obama-Care they turned you down."

- Miss Lisa

The Yellowed Paper

There's a lead-up to this story, so bear with me for a minute.

The warehouse employees where I work are by large hispanic - probably 80 percent. I get along okay on a working basis with the huge majority, the key words being a working basis. I don't start any shit for the most part but don't take any, either. They generally keep to their own race which is pretty much the same everywhere - whites hang with whites, blacks with blacks asians with asians, hispanic with hispanics. Nothing wrong with it, it's all about common backgrounds and interests.
The hispanics I don't get along with are the illegals, the ones that don't speak english very well and the macho youngsters that think they have something to prove. No big deal, I'll work with them but I don't have to socialize with them.
But hell, I don't socialize much with anybody at work, just a select few that I've worked with and known for the past 20 years. There's 150 people out there on any given day and I can walk through the warehouse on my way to the time clock without saying good morning to a single motherfucker. No big deal to me or them. Nobody's life is any richer or poorer because I don't acknowledge their existence, yeah?
Hold on, I'm getting there.

Okay, so about 6 months ago this mexican dude walks past me in the morning and says "Good Morning, KennyLane." Fucking startled me - I've been working with this guy for 13-14 years and that was the first time he ever said a word to me. I wished him a good morning and then went and found out his name. I mean, if he's going to call me by name, I'm going to give him the same courtesy back, you know?
So after that, every morning we'd wish each other a good morning and then never say another fucking word all day to each other. Kinda odd, but whattya gonna do?

Today at lunchtime I'm in the locker room eating and reading and Jose walks in and tells me "We need to talk" in heavily accented but good english.
I put my book down and said "Fire away", wondering what I'd done that he needed to interrupt my fucking quiet time.
He goes on to explain that he was sent to me by one of the other employees to talk to him. He starts off by explaining how he came from a poor background in Mexico and that he came to El Norte on a work visa, sponsored by his uncle, started out working in the fields, then a tire shop and finally at the warehouse. He told me how much he loved this country.

He had my full undivided attention. I didn't say a fucking word, I just let him run with it.

He told me that America has given him many opportunities that he never would've had in Mexico, that his children are the most educated members of his family, that one of them was going to college, something that he never dreamed of being possible. He said he and his wife have studied hard to learn about America and were about to become full fledged citizens.
But something bothered him. Why are the crooks and jefes (politicians) trying to change this country? Why aren't they paying attention to the Yellowed Paper? Why are they trying to disarm the people? Was it about control? Corruption? Why?

I was having a hard time at first understanding his accent until I quit trying. I thought it was cool that he referred to the Constitution as the Yellowed Paper. Very articulate without realizing it. Poetry with his simple language, you know.

He said that he was told by Rob that I was the one to talk to about politics and the Constitution. I told him that I had no answers for him, I wondered the same things myself but that I thought he had a better grasp of things than most natural born citizens, maybe because he'd known worse.
He wanted to know if I would defend the Yellowed Paper and I told him yeah, to the death. He was quiet for a minute and wanted to know if my people would accept a Mexican in our ranks, that he wanted to know more than he could learn on his own and he figured we could help him out. I told him that we'd accept an American, no matter his race or background and just when was he going to become a citizen? Next month, he tells me.
I asked if he'd do me a favor. I took the III patch off my hat and handed to him and asked if he'd have this in his shirt pocket over his heart when he took his oath.
Motherfucker got all teary-eyed on me, man.
So now my lunchtimes are taken up on the days that our workdays coincide, Wednesday through Friday, for discussions on the Constitution, the Yellowed Paper.

Wirecutter's Boot Porn

That's right, every goddamned pair of boots I own. 
Hiswiserangel posts about her shoes, I can post about my boots

From left to right: my everyday boots, my coyote hunting boots, my very favorite shitkickin' boots, my work boots and my marryin' & buryin' boots. Not a fucking shoe in the bunch - don't own any.
Yes, that's 550 cord in my work boots. I'll wear out the boots before the laces.

And for Sara:

The bottom of my very favorite shitkickin' boots.

Don't ask if ya don't wanna know

Tom used to be my warehouse manager and I always got along real good with him, then he got promoted up to Distribution Center assistant manager, #2 guy on site. He still passes through occasionally, and always stops to say hi, hear a joke and bum a chew off me.
Today he was doing a walk-through with another guy I'd never seen before and comes over to me and hollers "KennyLane, how the hell are you, man?"
Murder and rape, baby, murder and rape" I grin at him and shake his hand.
"Murder and rape?"
"Yup, killin' time and fucking the company. Murder and rape."
He shakes his head. "You say that to me, and you've got a goddamned smile on your face. Jesus Christ....."
Later I found out that the guy that was with him was HIS boss. Oh well, he can't say Tom ain't got a good rapport with his employees.

Bacon. Mmmmm, bacon.....


Been there done that


The Mother Lode in June

That's Highway 49 winding down the gulch with Bagby on the Merced in the background.
I've spent a lot of time tramping through those hills there prospecting and occasionally mining gold. More prospecting than mining, that's for sure.

Comments and names

Folks, I can't edit comments, blogger doesn't give me that ability. I didn't post a couple this morning because they were signed in the comment body with both a first and last name, one even had an email address in it.
All you have to do is look below the comment body box, click the anonymous poster button and use a first name when you sign the comment.
Thanks.

Getting a bit cool in the midwest, huh?


Well, I'm sure you're made for each other.


Thursday, January 24, 2013

Waiting for Spring

So I can get back up to the mountains for some naps on warm days after the fishing slows for the afternoon.
This is the north fork of the Stanislaus, about 6000 feet elevation. Not many fish to fuck up a day of fucking off, but a beautiful place for some relaxing.

Gun advice from Uncle Joe

Because everybody knows you don't have to aim a shotgun - you just point it in the general direction and pull the trigger. It'll kill all the bad guys in the room.
What a fucking idiot.

How many of you own one of the weapons?

Here's a list of guns that Feinstein wants banned. For an easier photo to read, story and a disgusting video, go HERE. Warning: If you have a weak stomach or frail nerves, don't watch the video. It'll scare the shit out of you and probably make you puke.


I like the one about the Ruger M/14CF 'rife' - dumbass doesn't realize that there's absolutely no difference between that and a Mini-14 Ranch 'rife' except for the stock?
Oh well, not that anybody gives a fuck what she thinks anyways.

Open 'er right on up, boys.

As the U.S. government continues to expand surveillance and monitoring systems to the tune of hundreds of billions of dollars within the borders of the United States, a recent announcement regarding the country’s southern air defense systems is raising eyebrows.
Go HERE for the story
Thanks, Angie.

I would never leave the house


Popped that sucker right out, did ya?


Talk about convenience......


The Obama mantra


Dinner, anyone?

-Montanasmama

Gotta be California (again)

Judging by the looks of that room, it's a woman trapped in a little boy's room? I don't know, he's got more problems than most.

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Love is in the air

-Phil

A Wirecutter fairy tale


Wormy ones especially


HopeNChange



And as always, be sure to read the commentary under the cartoon. You can find it HERE.
Bookmark his site for some great humor and truth - funny how those go hand in hand with Mr. Obama's reign, isn't it?

Constitutional Sheriffs


In the most strident warning over gun control to President Obama yet, the Utah Sheriffs' Association is pledging to go to war over any administration plan to take guns away, even if it means losing their lives.
Calling the Second Amendment a sacred right of citizens to protect themselves from "tyrannical subjugation," the association state elected sheriffs said in a new letter, "we are prepared to trade our lives for the preservation of its traditional interpretation."
Theirs is the first meaningful proof that some in law enforcement and the military are preparing to fight federal forces if the president wins his goal of sweeping gun control.
-WiscoDave

Milfy Wednesday?


Fishing for BATs

Hiswiserangel

Damn, everybody outfishes me lately.

Drunk chicks - gotta love 'em




John Moses Browning


John Moses Browning was the most famous and competent gunmaker the world has ever known. He was the son of Jonathan Browning, himself a highly competent gunsmith, and Elizabeth Clark.
John Moses was born January 23, 1855 in Ogden, Utah, U.S.A., where his father settled after the Mormon Exodus of 1847. It was in his father's shop that John Moses first learned the art and secrets of gunsmithing.
John Moses, however, was much more than a gunsmith in the sense that he was much more interested in designing and building new, innovative, firearms than repairing broken ones. His first creation was a single shot rifle he built at the age of 14 for his brother, Matt.
1879 was an eventful year for the Browings. Jonathan Browning died on June 21 and, soon thereafter, John Moses and his brothers started their own shop. There they first used steam powered tools, tools that were originally foot-powered but were converted by John Moses to get power from a steam engine. That year also saw John Moses marry Rachel Teresa Child, and his receipt of his first gun patent (No. 220.271) for the Breech-Loading Single Shot Rifle.
John and his brothers began producing this rifle in their Ogden shop but customer demand soon exceeded their shop's production capacity. They were unable to expand the "Browning Gun Factory," as their shop was called, because they lacked the capital required for expansion and didn't have a well established distribution channel to market their products. One has to note here that although John Moses Browning was very satisfied with the sales of his guns he was also very unhappy that the production chores and the daily work prohibited him from working on his new ideas.
A salesman for the Winchester Repeating Arms Company named Andrew McAusland happened to see one of John's Single Shot rifles in 1883. McAusland immediately bought one and sent it to Winchester's headquarters. The gun drew Winchester's interest and T. G. Bennet, Winchester's vice president and general manager, went to Ogden to buy the rights to Browning's gun. When Bennet arrived in Ogden, it didn't take long for the men to agree on the sale and Winchester paid John Moses $8,000 for the rights to produce the gun. The agreement was beneficial to both parties. Winchester was happy because they turned competitor into a benefactor, plus they added an excellent rifle to their product line. John Moses was equally happy because the money from the sale and the ensuing relationship with Winchester allowed him to concentrate on inventing things instead of manufacturing them.
From 1883 until 1902, John Moses Browning designed several firearms for Winchester. Some of them reached production status while others were never produced. They all, however, were ingenious and innovative designs. In addition to that first Single Shot Rifle, other guns that John Moses designed and which became best sellers were: Winchester Model 1886 Lever Action Repeating Rifle, Model 1887 Lever Action Repeating Shotgun, Model 1897 Pump Action Shotgun, Model 1894 Lever Action Repeating Rifle, Model 1895 Lever Action Repeating Rifle, etc.
At the same time, John Moses was also working on another of his ingenious ideas. He wanted to invent an automatic shotgun that would use the expanding gases of a fired shell to recock the gun and make it ready for the next shot. John got this idea while watching a friend of his, Will Wright, shoot his Browning-made rifle. A clump of weeds just in front of the firing line bent with the muzzle blast. This gave John the idea of using the gases for something productive like cocking the gun. He designed a testing gun with which he tested his ideas.
When the testing validated his theory, John applied the principle on three different guns: two machine-guns and a repeating shotgun. His machine-guns, the first fully automatic guns which used expanding gases for cycling, were later sold to Colt and the U.S. Government and served the U.S. Armed Forces through three wars. One was Colt Model 1895 Peacemaker machine-gun, while the other was the famous Browning Automatic Rifle, affectionately called BAR by GI's. Browning's machine-guns are still used by US and other armies around the world.
The repeating shotgun that John invented was the primary reason for the break between Browning and Winchester. When Winchester denied production of this gun, John Moses, packed a sample of his shotgun into his luggage, crossed the Atlantic, and negotiated an agreement for Fabrique National de Belgique (FN) to produce his gun. FN was then a young company in dire need of products to produce. Browning's automatic shotgun revolutionized the hunting market. This same shotgun was later produced in U.S.A. by Remington, as their Model 11. Still later, variants of this shotgun were produced by almost all of the large shotgun manufacturers, including Savage, Franchi, and Breda.
John M. Browning was usually working on more than one project at one time. He started working on automatic pistols before 1900. He was the first to invent the slide which encloses the barrel and the firing mechanism of a pistol. Pistols of his invention were produced by both FN and Colt and they range from baby .25 caliber pistols to the .45 Government Model. The first automatic pistol designed by Browning was produced by FN as FN's .32 caliber Model 1900. The most famous pistols of John's design, however, were Colt's .45 ACP M1911 Government Model and FN's Browning High-Power Model P-35 in 9mm Parabellum. A highly decorated sample of P-35, is shown at left, while a contemporary version customized by Wayne Novak can be found here.
John Moses Browning passed away in Liege, Belgium, the day after Thanksgiving, 1926. He died of heart failure while in his son Val's office at the FN factory. It was the last day on earth for this ingenious person who invented more firearms than any other gunmaker in the history of the world.