September 17, 2014
September 2, 2014
Her writing was always worth my time, and more than one sip of coffee in the morning ended up forcefully exiting my nose when she did what she did best... Take a simple story and rip it asunder like a hungry puma on a hapless fawn in the woods.
In the end, she had enough of the consistent and unwelcome harassment of one of her readers. It was to the point of stalking and that's just too creepy to have to deal with daily.
As Vonnegut would say, so it goes.
She will be missed as part of my daily reads.
August 16, 2014
Was at the theater tonight with Missus JB and the Spawn. We saw "The Giver" (decent flick, worth the coin) but about mid way thru the film, Missus leans to me and says "You have your gun on you?"
"Well, yes, why?"
And my head starts to swivel, checking exits and blockages to those exits (the fat guy isn't gonna be a problem, nor the old lady... The dude in the blue shirt might be...)
She says "I can't put my finger on it, but something about that guy (subtly inclining her head in the direction) in the green shirt bugs me..."
Nothing at all happened, the movie ended without incident, and we got home safe, but it pleases me to no end that she had the senses alert and spoke up.
(But part of me wanted to say "Babe, I'm awake and not in a prohibited area... OF COURSE I have my firearm.")
July 20, 2014
For a combination birthday/Father's Day gift, my wife provided me with this:
A Bushnell AR2x illuminated scope for my AR-15. It has a T shaped reticle, and can switch from green to red. Me like very much. Here it is, mounted on my AR.
I mounted it myself, and my "boresighting" was done by looking at it and saying "Yeah, that seems pretty well centered on the gun..."
I know, I know.
At any rate, today being a bluebird day in East Central Hoosier Land, and being bereft of company (the Spawn are with their dad this weekend, wife.gov is working), I grabbed some targets, a box of American Eagle bulk 5.56, and the gun case and headed out.
Here's the first target, and those two in the 6 ring were the first two sent.
I started dialing the adjustments up in "a handful of clicks" before sending another couple rounds down range. I was shooting at 50 yards, mostly because my eyesight is poor enough that seeing the bull at 100 yards without at least 4x magnification is nigh-impossible for me. At any rate, in absolutely NO wind, at 50 yards, using bulk ammo, I finally managed to get it pretty close.
(Fortunately the range was empty except for me, so nobody saw me do the Snoopy Dance when that one hit the dead center...)
Replaced the target, and shot off a final group of four. I don't know if I need to dial it to the right a few clicks, or if that was my mistake.
Oh, and for Gun Pr0n, I picked up this beauty yesterday:
The standard Mossberg 500A 12G pump shotgun. I've been running a Mossberg Silver Reserve O/U for a couple years, and found that I can bust up some clays with general regularity. Last fall, in Texas during Epic Duck Hunt the Ist, I used my Father-In-Law's 500 and found that I really liked it. I prefer the safety where it is on the 500, rather than the location on a Remington 870, and the price was right at $225. Couldn't pass up a chance like that, so now I've got a pump shotgun.
Today was a good day.
June 30, 2014
Her lingering neuro effect is having to deal with chronic headaches. Not the "Oh, drat, I've a bit of a headache" variety, but the "curl up in the fetal position and turn off all the lights and put cotton in her ears to keep the sound out and have a bucket close in case she needs to puke" variety.
For this, after some experimentation, her neurologist finally found the right combination of medications: Celexa and Verapamil. One of each, once a day, and she managed to go a good while without a headache.
Until last week. When she mentioned that she was out of her Verapamil.
So, she calls the pharmacy requesting a refill last Monday. They tell her that her neurologist hadn't called in a refill, but they (pharmacy) would reach out to the brain doc and get it called in.
It's worth mentioning here that, because of her insurance at the hospital where she works, she can only use the pharmacy in the hospital. And, do recall that she was admitted to that hospital with the aforementioned life-threatening brain infection. And she's been getting her Verapamil and Celexa at same pharmacy in same hospital for nearly 18 months now.
Two days later, no pills. "Whiskey Tango Foxtrot, Mr. Pharmacy Man?"
"The doctor's office didn't call it in. Said you need to call them."
So we did. And they called us back the next day: "We won't give you a refill until Doctor Neuro has seen you for a 1 year follow-up in his office."
Wait, WHAT? Why didn't you inform us of this condition, say, a few MONTHS ago? Is there a reason you failed to tell us he wanted to see her again in July?
"OK, fine... When do you have an opening?"
"Thursday, July 10" (week and four days from today).
The hell you say? No. Tomorrow. If not sooner. Call in the damn prescription.
If they don't, we can have our Family Practice doc call it in. He's really a fantastic doc.
I'm gonna raise some hell with her neurologist's office staff. I wager that they don't want to hear "Your failure to communicate important information has led to increased health problems for my wife" from me.
They just angered a sleeping giant.
June 24, 2014
Couple weeks back, buddy of mine who enjoys shooting but is just now getting into the idea of daily Concealed Carry asked the eternal question "What should I get for Concealed Carry?"
This question has no single answer and has been the subject of many debates and derision on the Al Gore Interwebz. Here is my reply to him:
First and foremost, my biggest advice is this: Find a gun that you enjoy shooting. Something that fits your hand, you can control, and you enjoy shooting every single day. Granted, with ammo prices what they are, you probably won't be shooting every day, but the point is this: If you have a gun you like, you're more inclined to practice.
I carry a Taurus PT145 Millenium, which is a sub-compact 10 round single stack .45ACP, loaded with 230 grain +P jacketed hollow points, in a custom Robert Mika holster. I like it because it fits easily inside the waistband of jeans or shorts (be sure you have a good, stiff, quality leather belt) and is easily concealed by simply leaving my outside layer untucked. I can conceal it by wearing a polo shirt or an un-tucked t-shirt. The trigger has a long take-up, but a short reset, and if I can find the spare coin, I'll get a new trigger someday.
I have, in the past, carried a Glock 19 as a concealed pistol, but I'd only do that in the winter, when I had on additional (and bulky) layers, because it prints far too much under a regular t-shirt.
I've never had a problem with any Glock... As far as durability and simplicity goes, they are pretty much at the top. Never fired a G30, though.
Smith and Wesson makes the Shield, which is a NICE small CCW pistol. Another option is a Ruger LC9, which is pretty compact, but only carries 7+1.
Me, I'm not a big "Carry a lot of rounds" guy... If I need to fire my sidearm to defend myself or my family, I'm also going to be de-assing the area as fast as I can... I'm under no delusions that I'll be trading rounds for an hour and that I'll lose if I don't have that second 15 round magazine.
I also stay out of the debate over "Stopping power vs. capacity" bull. Friend of mine carries a S&W Bodyguard 380, loaded with +P rounds. He shoots groups that are tighter than virgin pussy, and does it under stress, off-handed, etc. Why? Because he PRACTICES. If you can put two rounds into a head under stress, the dude is either going down or he's wearing a kevlar face shield, which you should have noticed when you obtained your sight picture.
Most important, repeated: Find a gun you like, that you can conceal easily, and get thy ass to the range for practice.
So there's my take. It ain't the hardware, it is the user interface. If you can pull, aim, and shoot reliably, one gun is as good as any other.
June 17, 2014
And people wonder why men aren't in such a rush to get married and have children. Why should we, when this is how we are viewed? Because I'm a man, I'm a "Rape Instructor"? How would Ms. Polwright feel if I said "#End_Mother's_Day: Girls don't need someone to teach them how to max out a credit card"?
UPDATE: It appears that this might be a hoax, and there's more here: http://www.inquisitr.com/1297448/endfathersday-hashtag-hoax-tricks-twitter/
Still, even if it IS a hoax, can someone explain to me how it's FUNNY? Because I'm pretty sure it wouldn't be funny if it was done against women. If I perpetuated such a hoax against women, then said "Oh, come on, it was a joke and a hoax... It's funny!" I'm fairly certain I'd have to go to sensitivity classes or something.
June 13, 2014
Here, lemme help you out a bit: We didn't land on the moon in '63.
Open your internet browser. Go to any search engine website (Google will do... You don't have anything to hide from the NSA, do you?) and type the following: Apollo 11. Hit enter.
Top result is Wikipedia, and the blurb shows you the correct date.
June 8, 2014
April 27, 2014
Organized by Old NFO, this was a Who's Who gathering of the gun blogger community. Most everyone was in the area for the NRA convention, but a few of us are "local" to the area.
First, the folks I call friends: My brother from another mother, Ambulance Driver was there, as was EMS Artifact from TOTWTYTR and, of course, the OldNFO himself. And MattG from Better and Better.
In addition, I had the pleasure to meet Erin from Lurking Rhythmically, Murphy's Law from Lagniappe's Lair, and Mr. B from In the Middle of the Right. I also got to meet Kathy Jackson from Cornered Cat (a VERY pleasant lady) and I really hope that Tam's plan to get Kathy here in Hoosierland to teach a class comes to fruition. I know three women that would love to attend.
I'm pretty sure I'm missing a few folks, and if I forgot ya, I apologize.
There was eating of food, drinking of beer, telling of stories (some of which might even be true), and the warm kinship that I've come to expect from a gathering of my tribe.
Oh, and it was quite possibly the safest place in all of Indianapolis last night.
Thanks for having us and putting this together, OldNFO.