I’ve been ‘disabled’ since I was age 12. Legg Calve’ Perthes disease destroyed the cartilage and bone in my right hip, and was starting to attack my other hip and both knees. After much failed experimentation, ‘they’ were able to stop the advancement. ‘They’ decided the best course of action was to cast me, fusing my right leg at the hip. In 1966.
So my right leg is substantially shorter than my left, and fused at the hip.
I’ve lived my life this way. I’m used to it.
And, anyway, a hip replacement is elective and expensive.
In spite of this (in my youth), I ran, played, jogged, walked, took Kenpo karate, lifted weights…all manner of things!
Sadly, this disability kept me from joining the military or becoming a cop. Childhood dreams dashed.
But, in spite of my limitations, I never felt, well, disabled.
Yes, sometimes ‘it’ got in the way (like needing leg room to drive – straight leg, and all), but it never kept me from most things. I usually avoided wearing ‘Ed Sullivan-the really big shoe’* when I was younger, because I thought it made me look crippled. Which I was.
And I rarely felt sorry for myself. Well, sometimes.
But Life brought the addition of a serious car accident, diabetes and lymphoma, all potentially more lethal.
And Diffuse Type B Cell Lymphoma is listed as the ‘official’ reason for my Social Security Disability Income.
As of age 58.
And I am still here, now approaching age 64. Wearing ‘Ed’ more often.
My roommate J. has been having her own health issues for many years. They needn’t be enumerated here. Surgery pending on some. Suffice it to say we don’t get to gun shows much, anymore. Too much walking.
But she never asked for one of those disabled mirror hangers! I obtained one a while back, and we kept in in her car, as she does most of the driving, her car being in better shape then mine.
She finally remembered to ask her primary care doc for the form to get one! And got hers!
This meant I got to have and use mine for the first time the other day!
It’s official – I’m a gimp!
(Within your State and federal guidelines, and laws, of course! – Guffaw)
Via WRSAPLA plastic printed semi Inspired by the Luty designs, is now here.Too many pics to post here so here are the imgur gallery links.Final files done yesterday.Download the files today.http://www.wired.com/2016/02/someone-mostly-3-d-printed-a-working-semi-automatic-gun/#comment-2493779505More @ Come And Make It
copied stolen from Bayou Renaissance Man)
One can only salute the courage and determination of this victim of terrorism.
An Israeli man who was stabbed multiple times Tuesday afternoon in a terror attack in Petah Tikva managed to remove the knife from his neck and use it to stab and neutralize his attacker, aided by the store owner, police said.
The attacker, a Palestinian, died a few minutes later, police said.
The victim, later named as Yonatan Azarihab, an ultra-Orthodox man of about 40 who suffered multiple stab wounds to his upper body, was hospitalized in moderate condition.
The store owner was not injured.
There’s more at the link.
The obvious way to eradicate crime is to eradicate criminals, but neither the lawgivers nor the constabulary seem inclined to do this. The man who elects to prey upon society deserves no consideration from society. If he survives his act of violence, he rates a fair trial—but only to be sure that there has been no mistake about his identity. If he is killed in the act, there can be little doubt about whose act it was.
He was a terrorist – a criminal by any other name. Thanks to a courageous, determined – and, yes, probably very angry – victim of his terrorism, he ended up paying the price for his crime right then and there. Congratulations to Mr. Azarihab. I hope and pray he makes a speedy and full recovery from his wounds. I don’t know whether Orthodox Judaism condones the drinking of beer, but if it does, I’ll gladly buy him one (or any suitable beverage of his choice) anytime I get the chance.
Reminiscent of the tales of late regarding Ghurka warriors, in another part of the Old World, dispatching bad guys with aplomb! Not one-on-one, but one-on-many!
But here we get told engagement is a no-no, it might make the attacker (more) angry.
Obviously, one needs to know oneself and one’s abilities (and limitations), but we need to stand up to any bastards who confront us with potential immediate harm and stop them!
And yes, I know I’m stating the obvious and preaching to the choir.
Having issues, yet again, with computers.
First, printer problems.
In an effort to fix those, after much rebooting and gnashing of teeth (and other technical stuff), I ‘got rid’ of programs I thought might be gumming up the works, by restarting my computer.
The reconfigured, updated machine seemed very slick! But then, the ghost in the machine appeared.
I was (and am) unable to access the INTERNET via my PC. I called the ‘tech support’ number provided, and believe it to be a spam site trying to extort funds from me to get my computer back!
They said I owed money for the FREE Windows 10 upgrade I did a month or more ago!
And kept pressuring me, in an East Indian accent! (Not that all help desk folks with that accent are crooked!)
SO, here I am doing my blog post from my cheap, PRC tablet.
And I don’t know how long (or if) I’ve the technical expertise – or patience – to update my quote, funny and video. 😢
And if Microsoft is indeed extorting funds, I’ve no way to pay them.
(This just in – after running limited diagnostics, and system restore, I seem to be ‘back’. Yes, some programs are now gone from the reconfigure, but the spam (or MS extortion attempts) seem to have abated!)
(Well, Here We Are, March 5, 2011)
I’ve been posting something (sometimes
copied stolen from others, sometimes amended, sometimes original) EVERY DAY since March 5, 2011. Sometimes multiple somethings…
Along with a quote, funny, beauty and a You Tube clip.
What a long, strange, but mostly good trip it’s been…
I began blogging, as I’d been reading other’s blogs for about eighteen months (being on disability, and wasting time on the computer). It occurred to me “Hey, maybe I can find a woman who likes guns” this way?
I did. Unfortunately, the female gun bloggers I first found were in Idaho, Ohio and Indiana. If you didn’t guess, I’m in Arizona. So much for THAT idea! 😦
They became my Blogmothers™
This blog has seen me through good times and bad times. Loss and regain of benefits. Skin cancer (post recovery from lymphoma) and minor injuries. Loss of good friends like Mark Bell and Bob Hall.
But the BEST, and most surprising part, are the friendships I’ve developed through this medium. Who knew?
A huge thank you goes out to the generosity of people I only know through the Internet, who have offered me support, both moral and financial. And given me gifts! You know who you are…
I miss those who are no longer blogging, by choice or life circumstance – North, Matt, Maura, CoolChange, William the Coroner and many others. (If I’ve left you off the list and you are still around, please forgive me).
I am SO GRATEFUL for (in no particular order) Bobbi, Doc in Yuma, Ron, Proud Hillbilly, Paul, Kevin Baker and the other Kevin, Southern Belle and KX59, Tom, Biff, Keads, Bluesun, Wirecutter, Jim, Greg, Kenny, Quizikle, Sean, Irish, Jeffery and Wilson.
And especially Murphy, Brigid, ASM826 and Borepatch! And Judy, my roomie!
And my dear friend Dave the genius (who prefers to be called Dave the mechanic) who sends me multiple funnies daily to possibly include in the blog! And who – when he is in town – takes me out for Red Devil pizza! And who has been a loyal friend since 1973.
And to all you loyal folks who don’t blog or even leave comments but bother to stop by – THANK YOU!
I don’t know what the future holds, but I do plan to continue posting some useless nonsense daily for a while longer.
It gives me something on which to focus – a routine and discipline.
FIVE YEARS! Here’s to five more!
(Now, if I could just find that WOMAN!)
Despite using annoying “gun violence” language, this CNN article brings the good news that mental health professionals aren’t likely to sit still for Obama administration attempts to label every mentally ill person as too dangerous to own a firearm. With statistics, even!
I know there is a meme out there wherein the gummint is actively pursuing all avenues to make firearms ownership difficult, complex, and ne’er impossible.
I believe this to be true.
However (see above).
As with art (and so many other things) I may not know it, but I know what I like.
like love Linda Ronstadt!
In the early 1970’s, Dave (the
genius mechanic) introduced me to Linda Ronstadt’s music. Being a lonely guy in my 20’s, her torchy rock (a term coined by Time magazine) was just the ticket! I bought and listened to many of her albums, and even was lucky enough to take a fine blond lady named Ali to her concert here, at the Veteran’s Memorial Coliseum, in 1979.
In the late 70’s Playboy magazine called her “the best White pipes in the business.” I agree.
Like so many other entertainment types, unfortunately, she chose the platform built by her music to expound on things political. She even dated Jerry Brown for a while.
But, her music continued to soar, and she kept experimenting. From popular standards (with Nelson Riddle arranging!) to Gilbert and Sullivan and even La Boheme!
I don’t get the opportunity to acquire CDs as I used to, and have never gotten used to digital music. So it saddened me to learn that she is suffering from Hashimoto’s thyroiditis, and now Parkinson’s disease.
She retired from singing and can no longer perform, in 2009.
She has written a musical autobiography, entitled Simple Dreams, which good friend Biff just gifted me. It details her musical education, growth and evolution, from her Mexican-emigre’ family in Tucson, to her Malibu beach house and beyond. And encounters with musical partners from the guys who later formed The Eagles, to Dolly Parton and even Frank Sinatra!
If she interests you, I highly recommend the book. It would be considered name-dropping, if she weren’t so talented.
(FTC – I get nothing except musical entertainment from Ms. Ronstadt!)
Nope. Not just Trivia!
When it comes to Hollywood entertainment, much like art, I may not know it, but I know what I like.
I love the back stories, the behind-the-scenes stuff. And production people who pander to their audience.
An old-school example: Remember The Man From UNCLE (you baby-boomers out there)? Yeah, there were board games, and toys and books, and movies. But I especially appreciated the minutiae.
We wish to thank the United Network Command for Law and Enforcement without whose assistance this program would not be possible
Man, I loved that in the credits! I knew they couldn’t put that statement there unless such an organization existed!
I remain a fan of the TV show Person of Interest (even though it’s ratings are down and IF it returns it will be later this year with only 13 episodes😦 ) And I was trolling the Internet, looking for some tidbit of information regarding an actual start date and/or show renewal.
And I found THIS telephone number:
(for the unitiated – or less obsessed – this is a number given by Mr. Finch to Shaw in an effort to recruit her in his efforts to save people using the machine – if this is meaningless to you, you really need to catch P.O.I. on You Tube or Netflix!)
Usually, fictional telephone numbers on TV or films are separated from the real by the inclusion of the prefix 555, which the telecoms have agreed means non-working and fictional, lest a real number be shown and people start calling someone’s real number. (867-5309 or Pennsylvania 6-5000 ring any bells? Yes, I know, I’m old…)
But, if you are a fan of POI, you should really call the number…
It goes to a Harold Wren of Universal Heritage Insurance (!) which is one of Finch’s covers. (Of course, Finch isn’t his real name, either.)
But wait, there’s more – Universal Heritage Insurance has a website!
You see? Minutiae. And production people pandering to their audience.
(Obviously, I’ve too much time on my hands.)
Today would have been our daughter Molly’s 33rd birthday.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOLLY!
Of course, I love her and miss her. Daily.
I heard via the almighty Internet (on FB) that her best childhood friend is pregnant!
With a boy.
While I wish she and her husband well, part of me always wanted to be a grandfather. And, of course, that never happened.
And I’m a little jealous.
I’m certain Molly is happy for them.
…but some are returning!
I’ve been reviewing my blog roll, TGBBL, and other lists of blogs, and have noticed many people are no longer blogging, or have not blogged in some time, or have died, or whatever…
And that makes me sad.
Please go welcome him back!