Heh, this an example of just how my twisted mind works.
After the last post with the little cutie and the rabbit ears, this popped into my head.
BWAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAA!
Friday, September 6, 2013
Seein' A Little Red
A Little Red Rocker that is.
I love this tune, you will never hear it unless you own the album though.
Some more vintage Sammy, not everything he played was balls out.
I saw the guy in concert way the fuck back in the early 80's in the Portland Coliseum and I can still remember to this day that it was a kick ass show. I can't hardly remember what the hell I had for lunch yesterday anymore but I can still remember that concert.
I love this tune, you will never hear it unless you own the album though.
Some more vintage Sammy, not everything he played was balls out.
I saw the guy in concert way the fuck back in the early 80's in the Portland Coliseum and I can still remember to this day that it was a kick ass show. I can't hardly remember what the hell I had for lunch yesterday anymore but I can still remember that concert.
Thursday, September 5, 2013
Strange Bedfellows
OK, this caused me a brief episode of cognitive dissonance.
NRA joins spy lawsuit, says NSA creating gun registry
Michael Winter, USA TODAY 9:44 p.m. EDT September 4, 2013
Because the ACLU has alway been seen as a Liberal based entity and the NRA a deeply Conservative one, it just caused me a minute of confusion to see them partnering on anything in the first place although now that I have thought about it for a bit it does make sense, kind of.
They say that politics makes strange bedfellows and this would certainly qualify in my book but in our struggle to rein in an out of control surveillance state I applaud them both for taking the fight right to the governments doorstep.
NRA joins spy lawsuit, says NSA creating gun registry
Michael Winter, USA TODAY 9:44 p.m. EDT September 4, 2013
Group joins lawsuit seeking end to spy agency's collection of Americans' phone records.
The National Rifle Association has joined a lawsuit against the federal government's sweeping surveillance program, claiming the collection of phone records and other data violates First Amendment rights and amounts to an illegal gun registry.
In supporting the American Civil Liberties Union's lawsuit, the NRA on Wednesday filed a supporting brief arguing the National Security Agency's datamining "could allow identification of NRA members, supporters, potential members, and other persons with whom the NRA communicates, potentially chilling their willingness to communicate with the NRA."
The NSA's phone database would let the government track whether gun owners called the NRA, gun stores, shooting ranges or others.
The brief also says the database "could allow the government to circumvent legal protections for Americans' privacy, such as laws that guard against the registration of guns or gun owners," thereby creating an illegal "national gun registry."
The ACLU welcomed the gun group's support.
Because the ACLU has alway been seen as a Liberal based entity and the NRA a deeply Conservative one, it just caused me a minute of confusion to see them partnering on anything in the first place although now that I have thought about it for a bit it does make sense, kind of.
They say that politics makes strange bedfellows and this would certainly qualify in my book but in our struggle to rein in an out of control surveillance state I applaud them both for taking the fight right to the governments doorstep.
Siskiyou County California Votes To Secede, Form New State
There has been talk of this for many years, both in Southern Oregon and Northern California but the Siskiyou County Board of Supervisors finally voted 4 to 1 to form a new state called "Jefferson".
California Gold Rush hotbed Siskiyou County votes to secede and form state of ‘Jefferson’
Click on the link in the first sentence to go to the Wikipedia page, it has some interesting background on the history of this movement.
California Gold Rush hotbed Siskiyou County votes to secede and form state of ‘Jefferson’
By Arturo Garcia
Leaders of a rural Northern California county are inviting communities in both California and Oregon to join them after voting on Tuesday to pursue seceding from the state.
The Redding Record Searchlight reported that the Siskiyou County Board of Supervisors approved a plan to form their own state, “Jefferson,” in a 4-1 vote, citing a lack of representation at the state level and complaints about a $150 fire prevention fee for homeowners in smaller counties like Siskiyou.
More than 100 residents reportedly packed the meeting, most of them supporting the decision. Only Board Chair Ed Valenzuela voted against the move, arguing that he was elected to uphold the current California state constitution.
“I signed on to work within the system I know,” the Los Angeles Times quoted Valenzuela as saying. “I don’t like it, I don’t agree with it all the time, but I did sign up for that and I will continue to do so.”
The Times also reported that officials in at least one neighboring county, Humboldt County, is considering a similar plan.
“I was one of the people who thinks the state of Jefferson wasn’t a bad idea,” Humboldt County Supervisor Rex Bohn told the Record Searchlight. “There has been a total lack of respect of our water rights and the fire fee. Those things may not be important to the rest of the state, but it’s important to us.”
Staff members for Rep. Doug LaMalfa (R-CA), who represents the area in Congress, were also reportedly at the meeting to support the board’s decision, but said whether he also backed the plan.
Supporters of the plan to secede argued that the proposed state would include not only Siskiyou County — which became a hotbed of activity during the California Gold Rush era after a gold strike in 1851 — but counties in both northern California and southern Oregon.
Click on the link in the first sentence to go to the Wikipedia page, it has some interesting background on the history of this movement.
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Fucking Idiots
Breaking news, ten minutes ago.
A divided Senate Foreign Relations Committee voted today to authorize a punitive U.S. strike against Syria, opening the way for a vote in the full Senate next week.
The vote was 10 to 7, with Democrats and Republicans on each side.
Committee Chairman Bob Menendez (D-N.J.) was among the supporters of the resolution, along with Sen. John McCain (R-Ariz.) and ranking member Sen. Bob Corker (R-Tenn.). Opponents included conservative Sen. Marco Rubio (R-Fla.) and liberal Sens. Tom Udall (D-N.M.) and Chris Murphy (D-Conn.).
Walking It Back, Presidential Style
It seems to me that President Obama has gotten his tit in a wringer over this Syria business and now he is feeling the heat and wants out of the kitchen.
Gee, I might have killed a few million important brain cells over the years by partying too much but I am pretty sure I remember him saying that if Syria used chemical weapons, it would "cross a red line".
I love the power of the internet for shit like this, don't you?
August, 2012;
US President Barack Obama Wednesday urged world support for punitive strikes against Syria for its alleged use of chemical weapons, while Damascus vowed retaliation and resistance even if a third world war erupts.
Obama, fresh from efforts in Washington to secure bipartisan support for military intervention, said in Stockholm that the world had set "a red line" for Syria and it could not now remain silent in the face of the regime's alleged use of chemical weapons.
"I didn't set a red line. The world set a red line," Obama said, referring to international rules banning the use of chemical weapons, even in case of war.
"My credibility is not on the line," Obama said in remarks after arriving in Sweden for a two-day visit.
"The international community's credibility is on the line and America and Congress's credibility is on the line because we give lip service to the notion that these international norms are important," he said.
Gee, I might have killed a few million important brain cells over the years by partying too much but I am pretty sure I remember him saying that if Syria used chemical weapons, it would "cross a red line".
I love the power of the internet for shit like this, don't you?
August, 2012;
“We have been very clear to the Assad regime, but also to other players on the ground, that a red line for us is we start seeing a whole bunch of chemical weapons moving around or being utilized. That would change my calculus,” Obama said. “That would change my equation. . . . We’re monitoring that situation very carefully. We have put together a range of contingency plans.”
I wouldn't worry about your credibility Barry, it's already shot.
The Laguna Pirate Speaks For Me
Go read See Sea's latest post.
I can only say that I agree completely with what he says about the Supreme Court and the Supreme Law of the land.
Here is just a taste.
Black Robes And Booby Traps.
I hoisted the colors a long time ago.
I can only say that I agree completely with what he says about the Supreme Court and the Supreme Law of the land.
Here is just a taste.
We have “laws” today in endless volume which violate the Supreme Law of the Land, the United States Constitution. In particular, most of these “laws” violate the Bill of Rights extensively. Now, seeing as how the Constitution, and the Bill of Rights are the Supreme Law of the Land, that would make these lesser “laws” unconstitutional, immoral, and therefore illegal.
Black Robes And Booby Traps.
I hoisted the colors a long time ago.
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
The Arm Twisting Is Working
After President Obama stuck his foot in his mouth and told the whole world that he doesn't need the approval of Congress to send U.S. military forces to attack Syria, someone pointed out to the man that such brash actions are an impeachable offense.
Must have struck a nerve there because now, one by one, the Chicken Hawks are coming home to roost.
This can only be attributed to behind the scenes political arm twisting.
It has already been reported that 90% of Americans do not want U.S. intervention in Syria.
Britain backed out, the UN wants nothing to do with it.
The President says he has absolute proof that Assad ordered the chemical weapons attacks on civilians in Syria.
Other news reports contradict that repeatedly.
Some suggest a low level Syrian army official ordered it, some suggest the insurgents did it and some claim it was a False Flag attack instrumented by CIA and Israeli intelligence.
All that seems to matter to Obama is that they crossed some imaginary Red Line and now his resolve is being questioned.
Boo Hoo.
Running your mouth before you have all the facts has been proven millions of times throughout history to result in black eyes and bloody mouths.
So now John McCain, Miss Lindsey Graham, Nancy Pelosi, Eric Cantor and even Mr. Weepy himself, John Boehner have all come out in support of a military strike against a country who has has done absolutely nothing to threaten this nation.
All because President Obama thinks we need to be the worlds police force.
This is, of course, no mere stroll in the park and go home activity.
These people are willfully committing U.S. armed forces, our bankrupt treasury and our standing in the world all because President Obama needs to prove a point.
I am reminded of the old saying about insanity being repetitive behavior expecting a different outcome.
It has been said that President Obama is a twelve dimensional chess player.
From what I see he had better get good at 52 card pick up because his house of cards is about to come flying apart.
Must have struck a nerve there because now, one by one, the Chicken Hawks are coming home to roost.
This can only be attributed to behind the scenes political arm twisting.
It has already been reported that 90% of Americans do not want U.S. intervention in Syria.
Britain backed out, the UN wants nothing to do with it.
The President says he has absolute proof that Assad ordered the chemical weapons attacks on civilians in Syria.
Other news reports contradict that repeatedly.
Some suggest a low level Syrian army official ordered it, some suggest the insurgents did it and some claim it was a False Flag attack instrumented by CIA and Israeli intelligence.
All that seems to matter to Obama is that they crossed some imaginary Red Line and now his resolve is being questioned.
Boo Hoo.
Running your mouth before you have all the facts has been proven millions of times throughout history to result in black eyes and bloody mouths.
So now John McCain, Miss Lindsey Graham, Nancy Pelosi, Eric Cantor and even Mr. Weepy himself, John Boehner have all come out in support of a military strike against a country who has has done absolutely nothing to threaten this nation.
All because President Obama thinks we need to be the worlds police force.
This is, of course, no mere stroll in the park and go home activity.
These people are willfully committing U.S. armed forces, our bankrupt treasury and our standing in the world all because President Obama needs to prove a point.
I am reminded of the old saying about insanity being repetitive behavior expecting a different outcome.
It has been said that President Obama is a twelve dimensional chess player.
From what I see he had better get good at 52 card pick up because his house of cards is about to come flying apart.
These Make Things So Much Easier To Understand What Is Going On
I just love animated cut aways, they give you a perspective on things like nothing else can.
Monday, September 2, 2013
It Must Be Labor Day
I just got called into work and will be there all fucking day.
I see I am going to have to explain to someone not to take the name of the holiday literally.
Fuck.
Oh well, can you say DOUBLE TIME AND A HALF?
I can.
Bastards.
I see I am going to have to explain to someone not to take the name of the holiday literally.
Fuck.
Oh well, can you say DOUBLE TIME AND A HALF?
I can.
Bastards.
They Say That Idle Hands Are The Devil's Workshop
If that's the case then I wonder if he could spare a minion or two to finish building that little shelving project I have been working on, I'm tired.
Fuck me I have been busy.
Spent almost all fucking day yesterday trying to repair the fucked up garage door.
Whoever the dumbshit was that installed the door opener didn't adjust the pull lever right and the sonofabitch has been yanking the garage door horizontally when it starts to move instead of vertically that little bit to get the rollers over the curve at the top of the rails.
It finally bound up so tight it broke a fucking hinge in the middle of the door clear in half and then collapsed the main stiffener at the top of the door.
It then bent right in the middle and actually tore the fucking metal!
Once I finally got the fucking thing unhooked from the opener lever and all the way open the top of the door sagged in the middle about a fucking foot.
This was a while back, I ain't had time to mess with it but I had all three days off this weekend and figured it would be a good time to tackle it.
After assessing the damage and getting some kind of idea what I was going to need for materials I started calling around to all the steel yards in the area.
No answer.
Their ads all said they were open on Saturday to at least one, some clear to four o'clock.
About eleven thirty I said fuck it and drove over to Portland to the closest one.
Bigger than shit, the sign says they are open on Saturday with new hours, clear until four.
Bigger than shit too, the fucking gates are shut and locked.
After pondering this little problem, I remembered a hardware store a couple miles down the road in the neighborhood I used to live in twenty years ago so I headed over there.
Key words, little store.
I damn near drove right past it.
They expanded the joint to four times the size it used to be!
They did however, have the fucking steel I needed.
At three times the price.
Fuck me, almost a hundred bucks and I carried the shit out by myself.
So I spent most of the rest of the day taking the top of the garage door apart so I could get behind the ripped out stiffener and then cut, fitted and drilled a piece of one inch square tubing to fit in behind it under the lip at the top of the center section, installed some corner brackets to tie it all in to the rest of the stamped out Chinese sheet metal and then replaced the broken hinge.
It was quite a project and of course it was hotter than a half fucked fox in a forest fire in that garage with the fucking door shut.
I was sweatin' my ass off.
After I got it all back together I ran it up and something is still binding somewhere.
It looks like it should, everything is where it used to be, just a buttload more support in the middle.
Fuck if I know.
Of course the fucking electric opener won't pull it open so fuck that piece of shit for right now.
I can get it open and closed by hand and that is all I am after right now.
By the way, I now have about seventy five dollars worth of steel left over.
Jesus Christ Almighty.
I figured I had better get anything even remotely useful while I could at that fucking hardware store because you gotta know nothing was going to be open today if I needed something else.
I'll use it eventually on some damn project.
In the mean time it is laying in the middle of the fucking floor for me to trip over repeatedly.
After that little fiasco I took a break and then started in on cleaning and lubricating some rifles that I had also put off.
I also finally got around to installing the new mag release lever and the beefed up bolt lock piece for my 10/22 I have had laying around for six months.
Of course, true to form, while I had the damn thing apart the fucking scope slid down the rail.
I hastily put it on when I went to sight it in last month after I found out the Red Dot I bought was so far off I couldn't even tell where the bullets were going.
Sigh.
Now I have to go burn even more hard to find .22LR shells to sight the fucker back in.
;)
I won't really go into the clusterfuck too much that I ran into over at my folks. there is more than I am going to get into here. I am glad I am able to help him out, fer Chrissakes, he was in the fucking hospital for two damn weeks and he is in no shape to be messing around with that kind of shit, besides, that's what kids are for anyway.
It's just that Murphy bastard. Just when a guy is in a slight hurry.......
I had pulled his giant motorhome out and put it in the front driveway so the windshield guy could put new windshields in it.
That involves the obligatory Vehicle rodeo of moving a bunch of damn cars around and then backing the behemoth out of the back driveway blind and all the way across the street into the neighbors driveway just to get out.
I went over there to put it back, did the rodeo thing and jumped in it to start the big Cat engine and it went "click, click".
As I was sitting in the drivers seat silently cursing like a Teamster I looked into the rear view mirror up in the middle and noticed a small ceiling fan all the way in the ass end of the prick turning verrrrry slowly.
Shit.
More clusterfuck, every battery in the bastard was dead, six of 'em!! That fan had been running since Thursday at Noon.
Hauled out the fucking battery charger, let it sit for twenty minutes and it cranked over about three times and quit again.
By now it's starting to get dark and I need to be at home to BBQ dinner, the wife slept wrong and can't move her arm,head or neck without screaming.
I left the charger on trickle charge, came home, everything was still half frozen, it's now eight o'clock.
Fucked around on the computer, finally got dinner made then went back in the garage and started in on the home made shelf unit.
It ain't big, 24"X48" high but it's a mess as I am no kind of carpenter at all. It's basically a severe duty pallet stood on end with sides and shelves. Severe duty as in inch and an eighth thick tongue and groove boards for the back wall and one by twelve sides.
I'll finish it tomorrow.
I'm sure the neighbors were more than happy for me to quit hammering and sawing shit at midnight.
So, what all did you do this weekend, HMMMM?
Fuck me I have been busy.
Spent almost all fucking day yesterday trying to repair the fucked up garage door.
Whoever the dumbshit was that installed the door opener didn't adjust the pull lever right and the sonofabitch has been yanking the garage door horizontally when it starts to move instead of vertically that little bit to get the rollers over the curve at the top of the rails.
It finally bound up so tight it broke a fucking hinge in the middle of the door clear in half and then collapsed the main stiffener at the top of the door.
It then bent right in the middle and actually tore the fucking metal!
Once I finally got the fucking thing unhooked from the opener lever and all the way open the top of the door sagged in the middle about a fucking foot.
This was a while back, I ain't had time to mess with it but I had all three days off this weekend and figured it would be a good time to tackle it.
After assessing the damage and getting some kind of idea what I was going to need for materials I started calling around to all the steel yards in the area.
No answer.
Their ads all said they were open on Saturday to at least one, some clear to four o'clock.
About eleven thirty I said fuck it and drove over to Portland to the closest one.
Bigger than shit, the sign says they are open on Saturday with new hours, clear until four.
Bigger than shit too, the fucking gates are shut and locked.
After pondering this little problem, I remembered a hardware store a couple miles down the road in the neighborhood I used to live in twenty years ago so I headed over there.
Key words, little store.
I damn near drove right past it.
They expanded the joint to four times the size it used to be!
They did however, have the fucking steel I needed.
At three times the price.
Fuck me, almost a hundred bucks and I carried the shit out by myself.
So I spent most of the rest of the day taking the top of the garage door apart so I could get behind the ripped out stiffener and then cut, fitted and drilled a piece of one inch square tubing to fit in behind it under the lip at the top of the center section, installed some corner brackets to tie it all in to the rest of the stamped out Chinese sheet metal and then replaced the broken hinge.
It was quite a project and of course it was hotter than a half fucked fox in a forest fire in that garage with the fucking door shut.
I was sweatin' my ass off.
After I got it all back together I ran it up and something is still binding somewhere.
It looks like it should, everything is where it used to be, just a buttload more support in the middle.
Fuck if I know.
Of course the fucking electric opener won't pull it open so fuck that piece of shit for right now.
I can get it open and closed by hand and that is all I am after right now.
By the way, I now have about seventy five dollars worth of steel left over.
Jesus Christ Almighty.
I figured I had better get anything even remotely useful while I could at that fucking hardware store because you gotta know nothing was going to be open today if I needed something else.
I'll use it eventually on some damn project.
In the mean time it is laying in the middle of the fucking floor for me to trip over repeatedly.
After that little fiasco I took a break and then started in on cleaning and lubricating some rifles that I had also put off.
I also finally got around to installing the new mag release lever and the beefed up bolt lock piece for my 10/22 I have had laying around for six months.
Of course, true to form, while I had the damn thing apart the fucking scope slid down the rail.
I hastily put it on when I went to sight it in last month after I found out the Red Dot I bought was so far off I couldn't even tell where the bullets were going.
Sigh.
Now I have to go burn even more hard to find .22LR shells to sight the fucker back in.
;)
I won't really go into the clusterfuck too much that I ran into over at my folks. there is more than I am going to get into here. I am glad I am able to help him out, fer Chrissakes, he was in the fucking hospital for two damn weeks and he is in no shape to be messing around with that kind of shit, besides, that's what kids are for anyway.
It's just that Murphy bastard. Just when a guy is in a slight hurry.......
I had pulled his giant motorhome out and put it in the front driveway so the windshield guy could put new windshields in it.
That involves the obligatory Vehicle rodeo of moving a bunch of damn cars around and then backing the behemoth out of the back driveway blind and all the way across the street into the neighbors driveway just to get out.
I went over there to put it back, did the rodeo thing and jumped in it to start the big Cat engine and it went "click, click".
As I was sitting in the drivers seat silently cursing like a Teamster I looked into the rear view mirror up in the middle and noticed a small ceiling fan all the way in the ass end of the prick turning verrrrry slowly.
Shit.
More clusterfuck, every battery in the bastard was dead, six of 'em!! That fan had been running since Thursday at Noon.
Hauled out the fucking battery charger, let it sit for twenty minutes and it cranked over about three times and quit again.
By now it's starting to get dark and I need to be at home to BBQ dinner, the wife slept wrong and can't move her arm,head or neck without screaming.
I left the charger on trickle charge, came home, everything was still half frozen, it's now eight o'clock.
Fucked around on the computer, finally got dinner made then went back in the garage and started in on the home made shelf unit.
It ain't big, 24"X48" high but it's a mess as I am no kind of carpenter at all. It's basically a severe duty pallet stood on end with sides and shelves. Severe duty as in inch and an eighth thick tongue and groove boards for the back wall and one by twelve sides.
I'll finish it tomorrow.
I'm sure the neighbors were more than happy for me to quit hammering and sawing shit at midnight.
So, what all did you do this weekend, HMMMM?
Sunday, September 1, 2013
Some Damn Good Story Tellin'
I know some of you at least must be familiar with Selous Scout over at Something Wicked Comes, he's been around quite a while now.
A good Survival info site for one thing but he is also a very talented writer to boot.
He has a repository of links on his sidebar to his writings and I very highly recommend you take the time to go check them out.
His story called The Cache is particularly good and I have to warn you now that if you start reading it, you won't stop, I'm serious.
You are by contrast, very lucky to be able to do that. When I first started reading it it was by installments. He would write a chapter and put it up and then you would have to wait until he put up a new chapter. Sometimes that took a while.
Now you can start in and when you get done with a chapter you can just go back to his home page and click the link for the next chapter.
It's a real page turner about a guy who has to bug out from work because TSHTF and is trying to run a gauntlet to get to his supply cache. Very believable and well thought out.
He also has another story called Tales From The Apocalypse you will like. and I am going to give you a taste of the latest installment in it.
When you are done here, head over there and take your time checking his place out, like I said, he has been around quite a while and is way overdue for a shout out.
Tell him Busted sent ya.
Here is just a small taste of his latest piece;
Now head on over and say Howdy!
A good Survival info site for one thing but he is also a very talented writer to boot.
He has a repository of links on his sidebar to his writings and I very highly recommend you take the time to go check them out.
His story called The Cache is particularly good and I have to warn you now that if you start reading it, you won't stop, I'm serious.
You are by contrast, very lucky to be able to do that. When I first started reading it it was by installments. He would write a chapter and put it up and then you would have to wait until he put up a new chapter. Sometimes that took a while.
Now you can start in and when you get done with a chapter you can just go back to his home page and click the link for the next chapter.
It's a real page turner about a guy who has to bug out from work because TSHTF and is trying to run a gauntlet to get to his supply cache. Very believable and well thought out.
He also has another story called Tales From The Apocalypse you will like. and I am going to give you a taste of the latest installment in it.
When you are done here, head over there and take your time checking his place out, like I said, he has been around quite a while and is way overdue for a shout out.
Tell him Busted sent ya.
Here is just a small taste of his latest piece;
Tales Of The Apocalypse - Warlord III
Another September morning, much like the previous, raised its sleepy head and spilled the dawn from its bleary eyes. The early morning fog milled about, lost in its own cloak, seemingly unable to find its way. The crows once again acted as cheerleaders for the coming spectacle of a new day. The wilderness begin it's waking ritual as its inhabitants begin their daily routines.
The eyes which had watched him the previous night with such burning hatred were once again scrutinizing his location, noting the lack of activity from the nest in the cedars. There was not much to be seen as the branches did their job with green efficiency. Without tracking ability, they would have never found his location. The hide was just too well constructed.
The eyes belonged to a junior tracker from the house of the Owens family, of the Stehekin Free Peoples. His father had just had a kukri buried in his skull. At least the murderous scum who had killed him had given him the courtesy of a funeral pyre and not just left him to rot in the open, food for any passing beast or crawling thing. He was nervous to be in this place as it was too close to shunned areas.
The shunned areas were where the plague had ravaged the population to near extinction levels, and strange deadly beasts now found it a suitable abode with the absence of man. Some of the ForRangers roamed these areas, looking for spoils, hunting and foraging for the good of the Trybe. But they were mostly to the north, several hundred miles. The Trybe itself was approximately 300 miles northeast of where he lay in the fog.
He was Maddox Owens, nephew to Ted Owens, Patriarch of the House of that name. This was his first training mission, which was also to be revenge for the killing of his older brother, Jayms a few years before. Now he had his father to add to the list of names crying out in his mind for vengeance!
Now head on over and say Howdy!
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