at least it’s with BACON!
Yes, my friends, SPAM has reared it’s ugly head, yet again.
Not the unwanted and unwarranted comments by advertisers and weirdos…
BUT, for some unknown reason, two of my favorite supporters (and Internet friends), Brigid and Old NFO had recent comments sent to the SPAM file!
I just need to check the SPAM file more often!
I had to run an errand (make certain I’d enough funds in the bank to pay my auto insurance! Thanks again for your kind assistance T&K!)
While I was running about I decided to drive-through Dutch Bros. Coffee. (I do also visit that other coffee place, but, Dutch Bros. has openly supported firearms rights of their employees!) There is one just up the block from home.
And I got my usual – a medium Cafe’ Americano (coffee), unsweetened, with extra cream – iced. And, as I had never tried one, a Grandma Ruthie’s Chocolate Chip Muffin Top! (For those who have never tried one, a muffin top is pretty much as described, a large, soft cookie, resembling the top torn off a muffin! YUMMY! (Mrs. Field’s used to also sell her version – delicious!)
I returned home, and leisurely drank my coffee and wolfed-down said muffin top.
Then I read the package labeling.
Although our location has changed, the original recipes and handmade process has always remained the same. We refuse to skimp on the ingredients and will always stay committed to use only the highest premium quality available.
Then, the ingredients (in the fine print)…
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Yep, just like Grandma used to make – If she had been a Monsanto chemist!
Now, don’t get me wrong. It tasted wonderful! And, I’d no allusions that it had been made a dozen-at-a-time in some old lady’s kitchen…
But, the advertising was a little sketchy.
And yes, I will probably purchase another in the future.
FTC – I bought everything mentioned. Go Away!
(Sadly, not the exceptional book by Paul Brickhill, nor the film based on it by John Sturgis)
I rent-a-room from my ex-gf J. We dated a few years ago for about four years, and have remained friends. Hell, she offered me a room in which to land when I lost my home!
The point being, we have been acquainted for going on eleven years(!) And I with her menagerie – a smattering of chihuahuas and cats. Some of whom have passed on (Mike was a terrific boy kitty!). Others remain, and continue to age.
Fooling us into complacency.
The drill used to be to make certain the gate from the back yard into the parking lot was secure, because DYLAN could escape. And has.
When I first met Dylan (which I privately spell Dillon – gun folk will get it), she was three, and very animated and active.
And she did get loose a couple of times, running willy-nilly, constantly checking for pursuers over her shoulder and laughing. She was a rescue dog, and had probably lived on the street for some time. Of course, the main fear was she’d run into the street and get killed.
Now, she’s going on 15-years-old, and has an arthritic back leg. Spends most of her time sleeping, sometimes with one eye pealed for the cats or the puppy. She moves kinda slow.
We were alerted by the (evil) HOA to keep our back gate unlocked (an impossibility, due to the spring-loaded lock) lest they need access to make ‘authorized’ repairs and improvements. For a specific three day period. And we were used to the gate being closed and secure.
So we had to leave it ajar for the three days.
I wasn’t worried. Dylan could barely walk, and D.J. (the happy boy idiot dog) wouldn’t leave, regardless. And Lola (the puppy) generally used paper inside by the back door. (She was a showgirl, ya know!)
Part of the morning routine was to check the backyard for maintenance folk, close the gate, THEN let the critters out. But the habit, based on years of programming, was just let them out.
You can see where this is going, can’t you?
I let them out, then looked up to see the gate still ajar about a foot. I wasn’t worried.
Then, Dylan looked at me and bolted out the gate like a shot! I quickly ran (well, relatively quickly) and called to her. There she was, as if she were again three, running away, looking over her shoulder at me.
I let D.J. back inside, secured Lola in her kennel and yelled to J that Dylan was loose. She ran out back with her car keys. I searched the opposite direction on foot.
J. is asthmatic. Going to her car is her best bet. I’m crippled. Hobbling slowly after a very fast
puppy old lady dog is the best I could do.
Dylan did her best to stay about 60 feet ahead of me, even taking time for a ‘rest stop’ – just to mock my pursuit! J. drove around the parking lot slowly, searching. After about 15 minutes, I chased her to Judy, who scooped her up into her car and went home!
She ended up running a few hundred yards. Which I ended up walking. Slowly and painfully.
The important things are Dylan is back home safe, Judy is breathing okay, and I have additional pain medication.
Here is Dylan, after her little ‘adventure’.
How closely have you read the 4473?
All of us have filled out the 4473 form so many times that we could pretty much recite it and fill it out blind folded. But have you actually bothered to read the stuff after you sign and date 16 and 17?
A co-worker was perusing the later section, that hardly anyone reads, and found two interesting things in the 4473 that dispel misconceptions regarding firearm sales.
First there is the misconception regarding gifting a firearm. For a long time I have heard, and mistakenly believed, that gifting a firearm is only allowed between parent and offspring or between spouses. This is completely false. Apparently you can gift a gun to anyone you want. Take a look at the screen cap of the section explaining 11a “transferee/buyer”.
Did you catch the subtle nuance between the two examples? You cannot buy a gun on BEHALF of someone. But you can buy a gun and gift it to someone. Now the recipient of the gifted firearm must not be a prohibited person. So use common sense, otherwise you will have committed a straw purchase.
The other amazing discovery is with regards to residency. Having lived in NY for a couple years as a firearms enthusiast, I look for ways to acquire guns legally using loopholes. Such as buying non NY legal guns in PA but having them shipped to my FFL in NY. Like my Glock 21 Gen4 came with three 13rd magazines. The store clerk said he can’t ship them to NY. I told him yes he can because my FFL will buy them off me or trade them for 10 rd mags. However this recently discovered rule in the 4473 opens up opportunities for a lot of people.
In the 4473, under Current Address and State of Residency, there is a section that clarifies it. It states that if you have a house in a different state and while you are vacationing there, you must use that address while you are there buying guns.
What does this mean for you and me? Well, you can buy handguns in different states and take them with you rather than ship them to another FFL in the other state. Granted you need to have a home or apt with a supporting govt document that shows your address of that other state.
So my friend who is still living in NY, has a house in PA .He could go to a PA FFL and buy any gun he wants because he is using his PA address as his current residence. He can get any handgun or AR15 that would be banned in NY and leave them in his home in PA. According to the excerpt above, that would be completely legal.
The BATFE enforcement seems to be all about nuance (except concerning Fast & Furious, of course!).
When it comes to completing this form, watch your back, Jack! (or Jane!)
from The Silicon Graybeard – in part
From Karl Denninger at Market-Ticker, we get this tale of what Net Neutrality is really going to mean to us.
While the problem is less-severe for “landline” (e.g. Cable, FIOS, etc) customers it is by no means not present. If you have a 50Mbps connection from Comcast, for example, you could consume 375 Megabytes per minute. That works out to 22.5Gb/hour roughly 16.2 Terabytes per month.
Again, Comcast cannot engineer for that while charging you $50/month. Can you buy such service? Sure! I used to buy service of similar quality as an ISP all the time — a 44.7Mbps (each direction) DS-3 “clear channel” line for which I actually paid to move that full amount of data all the time.
But while it’s gotten much cheaper than the five-digit price tag per month I paid at that time for such capacity it sure as hell isn’t $50/month even today.
There was a lot of sentiment from young tech heads that they were being screwed because their ISP was wanting to charge extra for Netflix or other streaming services. Net Neutrality, at its root, says “all bits are equal” and they can’t charge you more for one service’s bits. But they can charge you what it costs them to provide those bits and they can meter how many bits you use. Simply, they’re going to have to charge what it costs them or go out of business, and if they don’t charge enough, they can’t get enough money to build out infrastructure for the Next Big Thing (Netflix 4K?). By the looks of it, we’ll all be having metered internet services in the next few years.
Go read the rest of the piece at Market Ticker. Let it sink in.
By hook or by crook, it appears this is headed our way. Because the industry says so…
Butter flavored? :-)
(in part from Bayou Renaissance Man)
Another controversy is brewing in the firearms industry, this time over the alleged nature of a firearms cleaning and lubrication product. Andrew Tuohy of Vuurwapen Blog (“Firearm Blog”) reports.
If you have been on the internet and have visited a sampling of firearm related blogs or social media sites in the last few weeks, you have most likely come across reports or claims that FireClean is nothing more than Crisco vegetable oil.
. . .
I did not – and still do not – believe that FireClean is Crisco, but not for the reason you might think. Although such statements make for shocking arguments, it wouldn’t really make sense to buy a name brand product at a high price if the goal was to resell and make money.
Still, the claim that FireClean is nothing more than Crisco is not one to be taken lightly by anyone … I sought to undertake my own testing to determine whether or not these claims are true about FireClean. Trust, but verify.
. . .
I contacted a professor at the University of Arizona – a very nice man with a Ph.D. in organic chemistry – and he agreed to help with an infrared spectroscopy test of FireClean and two types of Crisco.
. . .
What did the tests show?
FireClean is probably a modern unsaturated vegetable oil virtually the same as many oils used for cooking.
I don’t have the time, ability or money to test the myriad gun-cleaning/lubrication chemicals out there. I still utilize Hoppe’s #9, WD-40 and Remington gun oil for crissakes! And that runny white stuff for ARs…
And lithium grease for final lube.
AND, I no longer have the firearms I used to have on which to test such things.
I DO like some of the ads I see for modern, high-fallutin’ compounds, though…
Which is why I appreciate Bayou Renaissance Man and Andrew Tuohy!
…or rather, I wish I did!
A number of folks close to me have pre-deceased me. And with some (not all) it would be nice to have another 15 minutes.
Or a day.
My Mother, who passed when I was in the Second Grade. My maternal grandfather, Gramp, when I was 24. Of course my daughter Molly, when she was 12…
And a couple of others.
But, I’ve never had that kind of spiritual connection. And I’m a little envious of those who have!
My friend Bob – who saw a vision of his mother in the moment of her passing. Five miles away!
A girlfriend who saw ‘something’ resembling my deceased dog Ilsa wandering around my house.
My daughter had a childhood friend and neighbor who awakened one night to see a black cat outside on her closed window sill. My daughter loved cats. And the cat opened her mouth and laughed, sounding just like my daughter! Of course, this could have been a dream – except the girl’s mom ran into her room and exclaimed, “I heard her, too!” This was about one month after Molly’s passing.
But for me, bupkis.
I like to think I’m a spiritual guy. Perhaps I am, but just not in that way.
“It depends on what the meaning of the word ‘is’ is. …” – William Jefferson Clinton
The Quote of The Day (courtesy of Joe Huffman)
The term “assault weapon” is the fake term. “Assault rifle”, or Sturmgewehr, is the correct term for a light rifle or carbine firing an intermediate power cartridge (more powerful than a typical pistol but less powerful than a typical high powered rifle), having full automatic fire capability and feeding from a detachable magazine. The largely cosmetic feature of the pistol grip stock is a other, possibly defining trait, being the THE original Sturmgewehr (fielded by the National Socialist Workers’ Party) had a pistol grip stock.
The serious use of the term “assault weapon” pretty well defines a person as having little or no credibility in regard to firearms. Today’s socialists are pissed off at seeing anything that even resembles an assault rifle, I do herein posit, mainly because it’s THEIR weapon design and they don’t like seeing advocates of liberty carrying THEIR weapon.
August 9, 2015
Food for thought.
Or at least food for amusement.
Belle, after a hard day of messing up my life
I generally do not allow the livestock into my room. Because of mild allergies and annoyances – as it is my ‘sanctuary’.
HOWEVER, the ‘kitten’ Belle (who is now over one year; officially a cat) does sometimes get in. She is generally friendly and loving (except the whole trying-to-trip-me-on-the-stairs thing). And there is something soothing about petting a cat and hearing her purr.
BUT, she does like to explore, and find mischief. Like going to my desk and retrieving wrapped sugar-free cough drops as toys. Which she then drops to the floor, making them dog fodder – should they get in. And for me to step on, later.
The biggest annoyance, though, is as my computer is open on my desk – she walks on and sometimes lays on the keyboard! When this happens, two things occur:
- Somehow, she connects to illegal government security and/or porn sites (SERIOUSLY, how does she DO that?)
- She presses combinations of keys making my use of the computer impossible!
The other morning, I began my usual rituals ending with sitting at my desk and starting to do my blog. Suddenly, it became VERY clear that anything I typed (No, TRIED to type) wasn’t working! It was as if the keyboard were haunted! Periods became <, even when the caps lock was off! Highlighting text (to cut and paste into my blog software) became very finicky and non-responsive. I actually began thinking I would not be able to use my PC to blog on and would have to resort to my tablet, which would be much more difficult.
Much cursing, whining and praying ensued.
After roughly 45 minutes, some combination of keyboard tweaks I tried actually WORKED! I was able to do the blog as I usually do, complete with correct punctuation! HUZZAH! Of course, I’ve no idea how I fixed things, exactly…
The plan, now, is to remove the wireless keyboard to an undisclosed location, if I am not using it, lest the kitten invade again.
And to figure out how she’s getting to those websites.
NO, not those ones!
Old NFO was kind enough to remind us, after having watched the ‘debate’, do we have to watch another 17 months of this!?
My answer: NO.
First, it wasn’t a debate. I did debate in high school – this was not it. There hasn’t been anything resembling a Presidential Debate since Kennedy/Nixon.
Second, they can say anything they want! They are not under oath. It would be more amusing had the Federal Election Commission swore them all in to tell the truth. Then, post election, if any elected official violated his/her oath…
I can dream.