or say a prayer, if that’s what you do.
Mary C. – Dave-the-mechanic’s mother passed away Father’s Day, after a short illness. She was 88, having had her birthday that Saturday. Her memorial is today.
Mary was longtime volunteer at Desert Samaritan Hospital, serving for 24 years in many different offices and was Volunteer of the Year for the State of Arizona in 1983. She was an active member of King of Glory Lutheran Church, singing in the choir for 35 years and serving as choir librarian for 20 years.
Mary is survived by her husband of 62 years, Al; her children Mick, Dave, Ruth, Karen; 8 grandchildren and 9 great-grandchildren.
To have been the center of such a great family, and been a giver of such service…
She will be missed.
My thanks to all of you who commented, wrote or at least stopped for a moment in your day to think of Dave and his family. – Guffaw
Well, it’s finally happened.
My neighbors to the South (I live in a townhouse – we share a common wall) have moved out. My roomie says she saw a social worker speaking with them before they left. They filled the backyard with trash bags – so many they have to leave by the front door instead of the back!
These were the folks who had multiple co-tenants, no motor vehicles and by all appearances liked to bounce bowling balls down the stairs at 0400 – repeatedly – making certain they bounced off the walls in the process, as well.
And they took their many shouting arguments into the back yard, for all to hear.
They were nicknamed by the neighbors ‘the WalMart people’. (not to cast aspersions on WalMart – we shop there, too!)
Now we know why they went outside…
It’s time for their landlord to commence cleanup. I suspect they didn’t get their security deposit back…
In addition to the massive amounts of trash outside…
Massive amounts of trash inside…walls covered with smeared fecal matter, filthy carpeting…
And, as their hosts left for parts unknown – the cockroaches have breached our common wall in search of a new home!!
The story from their Southern neighbors is they were breeding dogs inside – never saw them outside – heard them though, and this accounted for the insects and foul material therein.
We are contacting their landlord – as has the other neighbor – to see about having our house treated (insect bombed).
The cleanup crew have been working in shifts wearing clean-room type attire, and have told the neighbors ALL THE HOUSEHOLD APPLIANCES had to be discarded due to the infestation!
Hopefully, all will be taken care of by their landlord. Perhaps next time he will be better at assessing the appropriateness of his tenants?!
…of outrageous fortune!
Well, the last two, at least, I’ve been suffering.
desk drafting chair, from which I write/steal this daily drivel, broke a few months ago. Because of my leg disability, I need to sit taller. Most available standard desk chairs go as tall as 28 inches; some 30! and lower down to 16 or 18. Not exactly what I require. If I sit on the floor I might not be able to get up.
SO. I’ve been perching on a low bent wood chair of my roommate’s. Nice furniture, but not designed with a crippled, fat person in mind. Did I say it is LOW? And hard, even with a pillow.
I mentioned my predicament to a good friend only over the Internet. They promptly sent me PayPal funds specifically earmarked for a new chair! Without my asking. I’m blessed.
Then came the nightmare that is Amazon Prime and UPS, in concert to make me wait, then miss the delivery. I commented to another friend, “Technology is great! But, then we expect it, and when it fails, we whine,” Well, I do, anyway.
But, no longer, I’ve a new, taller chair (thanks to my benefactor) and can return the old one to my roommate. Relatively undamaged.
All’s right with the World. At least my butt thinks so.
JOSEPHINE COUNTY, Ore. (CBS Seattle) — An Oregon woman was told by a 911 dispatcher that authorities wouldn’t be able be able to help her as her ex-boyfriend broke into her place because of budget cuts.
Oregon Public Radio reports that an unidentified woman called 911 during a weekend in August 2012 while Michael Bellah was breaking into her place. Her call was forwarded to Oregon State Police because of lay-offs at the Josephine County Sheriff’s Office only allows the department to be open Monday through Friday.
“Uh, I don’t have anybody to send out there,” the 911 dispatcher told the woman. “You know, obviously, if he comes inside the residence and assaults you, can you ask him to go away? Do you know if he’s intoxicated or anything?”
The woman told the dispatcher that Bellah previously attacked her and left her hospitalized a few weeks prior to the latest incident. The dispatcher stayed on the phone with the woman for more than 10 minutes before the sexual assault took place. …
I feel horrible for this woman. And for any crime, fire or accident victim. But, I’m reminded of the old Amex commercial with Karl Malden. “What will you do? What will you do?”
911 service (or it’s equivalent) is well-prevalent in the modern world. And, it’s nice that our tax dollars have set up a system of brave and competent first responders to react as agents of government to help should that become necessary.
But, the system isn’t foolproof, nor is it a panacea. Nor does it remove personal responsibility.
Keep a first aid kit and fire extinguisher in your home and car. Know how to use them! Obviously, I expect all responsible adults to own firearms, with the same caveat.
“When seconds count, the police are minutes away.”
h/t Maddened Fowl
…says we’re in need of guffawing! (Well, I AM, at least!)
Hopefully, this next week will be better for all! :-)
Cornered Cat|Scratching Post always presents such well-reasoned wisdom. You should read this link in particular, if you’re not already reading her blog. Then you should remedy the situation by reading it, regularly.
Kathy Jackson walks us through the thought process of the new female shooting student. After all, generally women are more concerned with fashion dictates. (Yes, I know, Brigid, not every woman! :-) )
Some student concerns:
One person expressed it very well when she wrote, “[The Cornered Cat] course requires a holster type I have no intention of ever using. So that means even more money spent on a holster and clothing that would only be used the days of the class.”
Another person wrote something similar: “I’d have to invest in pants with belt loops, belt, and holster that I would probably never use again just to take one or two classes.”
Putting a loaded gun into a holster is the single most dangerous thing anyone ever does in a professional firearms training class.
I remember Jeff Cooper poo-pooing fashion with regard to its dictates versus the need to carry safely. An no one would have ever called The Colonel a fashion plate. After all, what’s more important?
And men, don’t gloss over going to Kathy Jackson’s link because it’s aimed at women. Her above quote applies to you, as well.
Both in training and (daily) carry, safety should be our foremost concern. We are dealing with lethal instrumentalities, after all.
Fashion should come second. Or even farther down the list.
As I’m on disability, my daily wear is usually a colored T-shirt, a long-sleeve over-shirt, Wrangler jeans, a belt from The Wilderness and my diabetic orthopedic walking shoes, with my right one built-up (aka ‘Ed’, the really big shoe). On more formal occasions, I’ve been known to substitute a polo shirt. George Clooney eat your heart out! (I know – your bodyguards probably dress better!)
My shooting wear isn’t much different, except for the addition of my Tilly Hat and eyes/ears. And sunglasses.
If you need to purchase (or perhaps borrow?) some clothes or holsters to meet the requirements of a particular class, I say go for it. More training is always better.
h/t Kathy Jackson, Jeff Cooper
I used to hang with a nice married couple. They are good friends, but they moved away. Fortunately, this was after they became my shooting students, and went on to become teachers, themselves.
I remember them telling me back-in-the-day that years before we became acquainted, they’d gone to a gun show. And some vendor therein had a sales technique predicting an apocalypse. His sales spiel was:
When the s*** comes down, you will need ‘X’!
Tactical Intelligence addresses something that most who read this and similar blogs already know:
“The more you sweat in times of peace, the less you’ll bleed in times of war.”
If there’s one thing though that we rarely hear about in the prepper circles that I feel is equally as important, it’s building up our mental toughness.
Self-defense oriented folks already are familiar with such precepts: Jeff Cooper’s Principles of Personal Defense is all about our attitude.
So what are some things that you can do to build mental toughness?
If you have a flight of stairs in your home, any time you walk down them, go on all fours (great shoulder and chest workout). Or when going up, hop up each step.
Do a number of pushups or pullups (install a pull-up bar in the doorway) before entering or leaving certain rooms of the house.
Go without food or water for 24 hours
When on errands, park your car further out so you have to walk farther.
When showering, finish the last portion of it with a blast of cold water.
When watching TV, do pushups/situps during the commercial breaks.
Try to do as many activities as possible with your non-dominant hand.
If you’re on the shy side, go out of your way to talk to 3 new people a day and learn something about each of them, or…
…try singing at the top of your lungs when someone is pulled up next to you at a stop light.
Wake up an hour earlier than you’re used to.
When getting your mail in the middle of winter, go out in some shorts and a t-shirt.
On those nights when you’re exhausted and just want to go to bed, force yourself to clean or do the dishes for 10 minutes.
Practicing a snap kick for 1000 repetitions, or a pistol presentation 1000 times may help you with you physical self – your muscle memory. But, readiness is not just about the physical.
You should go and read the whole article at the link above, and remember, prepping isn’t just how many guns or rounds-of-ammo or bandages or water filters you have. What you do with those tools is entirely dependent on your attitude.
For when the s*** comes down…
h/t Karmann & Stan
There has been much gnashing of teeth in the past few days over the most recent school shooting. Surely, the fact that I must use the term ‘most recent’ gives one pause. Or the term ‘school shooting’ that doesn’t involve marksmanship practice.
And the Internet is all abuzz with sorrowful pleas for ‘they’ to do ‘something’. I believe it’s human nature in that we all feel so helpless when such things occur. We want ‘something’ to be done.
The President himself just released his proposals, including another assault weapons ban, a magazine capacity ban and restrictions on private sales of firearms. (Of course, none of these measures would have stopped the homicidal, unbalanced criminal from the recent massacre of innocents.)
I’ve mentioned recent events a couple of times, and even wrote a couple yet unpublished posts, but many other bloggers have addressed the issues in a much more eloquent and informed manner than I. If you’ve not seen these three recent postings, you should go to the links and read. And think about what you have read. And hope The Nation has enough wisdom to absorb these things, as well. Links and excerpts below…
~The mental health community has morphed away from actually treating and committing people due to numerous lawsuits by, among others, the ACLU. Also, due to ‘privacy’ concerns, many institutions will not report a person with mental health problems to NICS or even to local police. You can go find articles that point out that the ONLY way to get someone committed is to have charges filed against someone.~
~A few school systems use School Resource Officers (SROs) who are either retired LEOs or are LEOs specifically hired to work in schools both for security. those SROs are armed, have full police powers and are directly connected to the local police departments via radio if they need assistance/backup.
Many were funded under programs from the Federal Government after Columbine…
However, those programs were de-funded by the current administration.~
Stop Teaching Our Kids To Kill by Dave Grossman, Lt. Col. USA (ret.) (via Maddened Fowl)
~Research on the background of our juvenile mass murderers show they have one thing in common: they ALL dropped out of life and filled their lives with nothing but violent movies and violent video games. The sickest video games and the sickest movies are very very sick indeed. And the sick sick kids who immerse themselves in this “entertainment” are very sick indeed.~And it is a world-wide phenomenon! Germany has had two mass murders in their high schools with body counts that beat Columbine. England had a massacre in the kindergarten class in Dunblain Scotland, tragically forecasting Sandy Hook. Canada had the Taber, Alberta school massacre. Finland has had three school massacres. In Norway the killer got on an island and killed all their kids. In China killers are going in the classrooms with knives and gutting and hacking the kids. In Belgium a sicko got in the day care center and hacked 12 babies in the cribs, dressed as the Joker from the Batman movie. (All those European gun laws made THEM real safe, eh?)And we though it wouldn’t happen here!?
And you think its over now? The worst is yet to come. We will reap what we sow for a generation to come…. Until we stop teaching our kids to kill.~
~My extra bag of rice, my gun, my ammo, my kerosene heater are of real value to my survival. I used no government funds to purchase those items. In fact the purchase of those items only helped contribute positively to a failing economy. I have never harmed a single person. I am of no threat to you. Your desire to label me crazy and limit my rights will only serve to put me at more risk and it has ZERO chance of doing anything for you other than to make you feel good.
The mental health crisis/real school security, video games as parenting, and the desire to absolve our guilt – to feel better – all need to be addressed and solved, lest these behaviors continue. And lest our rights be taken away for no good reason.
~Know the facts. Know the “official facts” even if you choose to doubt them — and get expert advice. The “rifle found in a car” was contentious issue here at Roseholme Cottage, until Tam found video of it being removed: it’s a scary, black…
pump-actionshotgun! She was pretty sure of make and model from the low-rez image, thanks to her years shooting and working at gun stores. (Remember, the media talking heads reporting this stuff know a lot less about guns than you do — and they’re being briefed by police who are used to dumbing things down for them.)~
~Know your audience. In my blog, I can talk about the deterrent effect of removing legal barriers to teachers and school employees being armed if they chose to be (and qualify for whatever carry permit their state offers!). In the lunchroom at work, not so much. Don’t be That Guy; we can’t afford it just now.~
OKAY, that’s really four, not three! Regardless, take a few minutes and read each of these wise bloggers’ entire posts. I’d say doing so is for the children, but that would just be pandering. It’s for ALL OF US!
Guffaw’s got the blues…
I try not to let the state of
the World the Nation my life get to me. I try not to be self-centered. I do realize that there’s very little I can do regarding the state of either the World or the Nation. I’ve let my opinions be known, and I voted. I’ve spoken out on this blog. In many places on the globe these things are not allowed, and subject to sever penalties.
But, I can do something about my attitude! I’m approaching a landmark anniversary in my life (if you reckon in Base 10); I’ve no partner to share it with; no money – on disability (which is both a description of lack of funds and physical ability).
I’ve a number of chronic conditions, and seem to acquire more every day. I owe medical bills.
I drive a 13 year old car, when I can afford gasoline.
And last Summer, because my disability income is 60% lower than my previous meager income, I lost my home. (“We lived in a hallway!” “We dreamed of living in a hallway-we lived in a cardboard box!” – Monty Python) Fortunately, a good friend offered me a place to stay.
Two weeks ago, my sister had a minor stroke. (If there is such a thing). She’s back to work, and coping, but it does get one’s attention.
But all is not lost.
Re: this upcoming calendar mark – My new neighbor and EX-wife (and friend) contacted me, and asked if she could put a little celebration together in my honor!
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, “If you have friends, you have everything!” You know, like the end of that Christmas movie…
Time to remove my head from it’s regular inverted resting place and get moving.
Thanks for listening.
What IS the specific plural; more than one? A flock, a swarm… a murder?
In my new digs, I have become lunch for one-or-more of these critters. (translation: I’m being eaten alive!) As it’s the warmest part of the house, I usually wear lighter (fewer?) clothes.
Five days ago, she (the females do the attacking – not unlike spiders) or they made quick work of my left arm (I’m left-handed-how’d they know this?) and thus began the itch fest. Since then I’ve purchased Off! Insect Repellent and Benadryl Gel. I now religiously apply both to the target areas. Of course, they then sought out
new territory fresh meat – like my armpit!
(If only they came in a handy 55 gallon drum in which to immerse myself!)
The Wisdom of the Internet tells me application of a base solution will aid in alleviation of the itching. I’ve been applying
hydrogen peroxide (lasted 10 minutes) household bleach (lasts much longer) to the four or five bite sites, with mediocre success. Which is better than no success. The Benadryl works better.
This morning they are itching much less, and less red. At least on the older bites. I still have the new ones with which to deal. Guess it’s a process.
I blame their presence on the T****
Town Lake Mosquito Pond.
Next, I suspect is the malaria or West Nile? Yellow Fever?
Knowing me, I’ll get whichever is worse!
(attn FTC: Get Bit! I paid full retail for the preparations named above!)