Wednesday, September 30, 2009

All In the Family...

Borepatch alerts us to an addition to his blogroll. He found out about this new blogger not via e-mail or comments, but by word of mouth. Literally. When I say that Borepatch is this blogger's blogparent, it's in the literal and physical sense - this is Borepatch's erstwhile #1 Son, who I've had the pleasure of hosting at my range.

Money quote:
You know, the world is a strange place when you can even plausibly have the thought "If you clean up your room, and are nicer to your brother, we'll see about blogrolling you."

This makes three blogging Borepatchs out of a possible four. Good job guys!

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Git Some Learnin'...

My phone call earlier this week lit a fire under me. I've decided it's time to get my NRA Teaching Certificate for the Basic Firearms Instruction Course so that I can give the Basic Firearms Safety (often seen as BFS) course needed for MA residents to receive their permits in accordance with MA General laws. The simplest way for me to get certified for this is to become an NRA-certified firearms instructor, most likely the NRA Home Firearm Safety Instructor Course.

Becoming an NRA-certified instructor will have other benefits than being able to teach the BSF course. I'll have a formal teaching program in place, even if it's an informal session for my new shooters. I'll qualify for insurance through the NRA should the unthinkable happen and something go wrong. It should also qualify me to run the BB gun range for the Cub Scouts!

This is not an inexpensive proposition. The NRA course is $350 itself. There's a fee to become a BFS instructor in MA (as if this would surprise anyone). It's time-consuming as well - the NRA course coming up at the end of the month runs over two consecutive weekends. And, of course, there's always the distinct possibility that I'll decide to go further with the training program. Mind you, this is in addition to the "Art of Concealed Carry" course from GOAL and the "Secrets of the Concealed Carry Snub" course through Michael de Bethencourt. I still want to get some training for me!

And once all the above is done, I have to decide if I want to advertise my services or not. I'll worry about that down the road - right now I want to focus on taking the NRA Course and getting set up as a credentialled instructor first. I'll obviously offer the course to any new shooters I bring to the range; and I'll most likely put something up on the sidebar in case anyone stumbles across MArooned in a search for instructors.

Beyond that, word of mouth and a general willingness to help create more gunnies deep in the heart of anti-gun Mordor ought to do it...

That is all.

Good Friends...

Lookie what arrived in the mail the other day:

Thanks Ricky!

Gotta love presents from da blogfaddah... Ricky saw this and just knew it had my name alllll over it. Not only does it match my age and favorite caliber, but my favorite revolvers, too... Appreciate the thought, love the gift man!

Think I'll wear it to the parent-teacher conference coming up... heh...

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Mental Note...

Boycott anything coming out of Hollywood for, oh, the rest of my life.

Filmmakers demand Polanski's release
ZURICH, Switzerland (CNN) -- Woody Allen, Pedro Almodovar and Martin Scorsese have "demanded the immediate release" of fellow filmmaker Roman Polanski, who was arrested in Switzerland on a U.S. arrest warrant related to a 1977 child sex charge.

They were among 138 people in the film industry who signed a petition against the arrest.


Y'know, it's probably not the greatest idea in the world to have Woody freakin' Allen as the headliner on a petition about letting someone go free for raping a child. Just a thought.

What's the take-home lesson here? It's okay to drug and rape a 13 year old child if you make powerful movies? That as long as you're rich, famous, and/or connected you can get away with the most heinous of crimes? That other rich, famous, powerful people will lobby on your behalf no matter what you are accused for? That time not only heals all wounds, but grants absolution from positively sub-human behavior?

I would say "for shame, Hollywood" but for one thing: They don't know the meaning of the word.

That is all.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Don't Forget!

Gun Nuts is on tonight!

Yes, the fastest hour on the internet is once again upon us. Caleb's off at GunSite (lucky SOB!), so I will be guest-hosting tonight's show with The World's Most Dangerous Librarian once again. Tonight's show is going to focus on the gun culture and how it varies from location to location. What might be perfectly acceptable in, say, Texas might get me a visit from the SWAT team in MA.

Tune in tonight at 9:00 PM, and be sure to have your stories and questions ready when you call in at (347) 539-5436!

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Printer Update...

Went with an HP, the C4480. It boiled down primarily to the 4480 having the right combination of three key features:

1. Size. We were looking for an all-in-one printer because we've got limited space available. We abandoned the office as our prime computing space last year when we got the laptop, and wanted something that fit on the end table by the island in the kitchen. A big honkin' scanner/copier wasn't going to do it.

2. Price. We paid $70 and change for this printer, brought down significantly cheaper by having $30 in Best Buy Rewards cards (else we'd have gone with the cheaper HP at WalMart!)

3. Replacement cartridges. We use our printer on an intermittent basis, and quite often wind up shortening the life of the print cartridges by the infrequency of use (drying up, etc.). This printer has standard-size cartridges and large capacity cartridges (finding pre-ban print cartridges is a bitch tho'... *g*), so we can pick up the larger cartridges when doing big print jobs and keep the smaller ones on hand for every day use. Not to mention replacement cartridges aren't $35 for this printer...


If I remember, I'll post a long(er) term review of performance. Alan had a good point, really, about the printer being a disposable item; however we tend to use the scanner/copier portion just about as much as the printer part. One of the little tricks we've learned with the kids over the years is to scan in their school artwork and set it to rotate as the computer's screensaver. This accomplishes two goals: the kids get to see their artwork on the computer in a totally random pattern (i.e. no "why is *her* picture the background?!?!?!"), and we get to quietly dispose of the artwork once it's done hanging in the art gallery (refrigerator)...

Besides, having a scanner/copier is key for having extra copies of my C&R license to send out... (gotta work the gunnie aspect in somehow!)

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Overstepping Their Bounds...

Tufts University bans nookie if roomie ‘is present’
Dorm rooms doubling as steamy love huts have Tufts University throwing cold water on sex on campus - at least when horny students let it all hang out in front of red-faced roommates.

“You may not engage in sexual activity while your roommate is present in the room,” tuts Tufts’ 2009-10 guest policy, newly revised in response to student gripes about rambunctious roomies and their raunchy romps.

(Pardon the title; it was taken directly from that paragon of reporting acumen, the Boston Herald...)

This is an outrage! No sexual relations with your roommate present? What if your roommate is of the extraordinarily thick persuasion and can't take the hint that he needs to get the hell out ASAP? What if they're an usually heavy sleeper and don't notice? Where's the challenge in trying to score while your roommate sleeps in the top bunk?

Or, as Mrs. G. opined, this *is* MA - what if you're sleeping with your roommate?

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The Evil Plan Proceeds Apace!

Got a call yesterday evening. It was the friend I took to the range at the start of the summer, with a few questions. Seems he had been talking about going shooting to his dad, how much he enjoyed it, how much he'd like to take his son shooting as well. Turns out, dad has a couple of rifles collecting dust in a safe in the back of the closet he wants to give my buddy.

So we chatted for a bit about the process he'd have to go through to get his permit (mental note: Contact friend who gives the Safety Course); I told him I'd be honored to be a reference for him, etc. Made some tentative plans to get back to the range before the snow starts falling, and talked a little bit about life in general.

So far, out of all the folks I've taken to the range, only one hasn't gotten their permit... At least that I know of... My evil plan to flood Massachusetts with new and eager gun owners barrels along; helped with a generous portion of .22LR goodness and (now) with 100% more steel plate goodness. The next step, of course, is to get my lazy self certified to teach the safety course so that I can officially get them along their path rather than referring them...

More licensed gun owners period is a good thing. More licensed gun owners in Massachusetts makes Sarah Brady cry...

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Monday, September 28, 2009

PSA for AD

AD reminds us to avoid Cycles and More like a case of the clap.

That is all.

Bring Enough Gun

Marko did.

Raccoons are but one of the human-conditioned animals we get around Casa del G. We've had wicked problems with groundhogs (mental note: Get a more powerful air rifle ASAP); we've had turkeys roosting on the kids playset (get the hose); and we've had deer come literally right up to our back porch (in a SHTF/TEOTWAWKI scenario, venison will be on the menu). We've seen foxes and coyotes for predator species, too. Skunks, raccoons, feral cats, and other assorted woodland critters have made their way across our backyard (there's 10 acres of woods behind us) looking for something to eat or a place to rest.

This is an area where the Model 13 comes in super-handy. The 3" barrel translates into better accuracy than the Snubbie from Hell (as well as being significantly more pleasant to practice with), and it's not terrifically larger than the SfH for carrying around the yard. And while it's good to know that the trusty .38 Special round will handle anything in my backyard, the 125 grain .357 Magnum screamers will handle anything that might tromp through. I'd hate to have to deal with the aftermath of putting an animal down with a firearm in MA, that's for certain; however I'd hate even more to have to have one of my kids treated for rabies...

Speaking thereof, here's hoping Marko's pups survive their close encounter of the raccoon kind with minimal damage.

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What Law or Laws...

...could prevent something like this from happening? In a nutshell, an 18 year old woman was shot to death over a disagreement at a local house party. People showed up uninvited, were asked to leave, and as they left the premises, the woman who was killed stuck her head out a window and told them to keep walking. Someone from the group produced a firearm and took a few shots at the window, and the young woman was struck and later died from her wounds.

This story has been back in the news today with the arrest of the alleged shooter. It turns out that the young woman who was killed did not know her assailant - this was a completely random shooting. The shooter in question was too young to legally own a handgun in MA to begin with (he's 19, you cannot get a MA LTC for pistols until age 21); by all accounts he was most likely ineligible to own a firearm legally in any case.

So what law or laws could prevent something like this from happening?

We have a young man who decides that the proper response to someone chiding him for being somewhere he wasn't welcome was to produce a firearm and start shooting. He didn't care if he killed someone; he didn't care that he was breaking dozens of laws simply touching the gun; he was not the least bit concerned about any existing law currently on the books. Someone disrespected him. That someone had to die. That was this young man's mentality.

Folks, no law in existence will stop someone like that. You can't legislate a sense of morality. You can't pass a bill that makes people respect human life. You can't cram decency down someone's throat with a law or a stack of laws. All the law can do is punish someone after the fact. Let's face facts here: all the laws the Commonwealth of MA has that dictate who can own a firearm in this state were meaningless; the young man was reportedly homeless, and didn't go to his police chief to get a Class A LTC. He either stole the gun or bought it on the street, immune to any laws of the state.

He then decided to carry that gun, even though he did not possess the proper permit to carry a concealed weapon. He fired that gun, even though there are laws against the discharge of firearms in city limits. And he fired that gun at another human being, breaking laws against assault, battery, and murder. Countless laws were broken. A life was taken. And yet to the proponents of gun control, one more law would have made the difference.

Please, those of you who favor gun control, tell me. How does limiting me, a law-abiding citizen, to buying one gun a month stop a young man from callously taking a life? How does arbitrarily dictating what additional features my rifle has protect us from people who show no more concern for killing their fellow humans than most people show towards putting down rabid animals? How does forcing the law abiding people to jump through multiple hoops and spend hundreds of dollars to get a permit make a lick of difference when any homeless crackhead can get one on the street?

Focus on nailing the folks who break the laws and not restricting those of us who, by our very nature, will obey them. Not only that, put them in prison and keep them there - the current system of "catch and release" (also known as "157 strikes and you're out") isn't cutting it as a deterrent. When a young gangbanger knows he'll only serve a few short years for gunning down an adversary in cold blood - and add to his "street cred" by doing dime, what possible disincentive is offered? Find them, put them away for a long time, and execute the worst offenders.

But then again, it's more politically correct and expedient to rail against the gun owners, isn't it?

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Well-Played, Sir

New hopeful for Ted Kennedy’s seat has right name for job
The name recognition surely can’t hurt, but Joe Kennedy, a high-tech whiz kid who plans to become the next junior U.S. senator from Massachusetts, hopes to win voters over on his own.

Joseph L. Kennedy, 37, of Dedham, a member of the National Libertarian Party collecting signatures to run as an independent, has established a Web site: JoeKennedyforSenate.com. He is not to be confused with Joseph P. Kennedy II, 57, whose decision not to run for his late uncle Edward M. Kennedy’s Senate seat left the famous family’s faithful wistful.


The cynicism is breathtaking. PT Barnum would be proud. Here's a guy shamelessly cashing in on the Kennedy name - and the media is absolutely apoplectic with rage. How DARE someone do this, after all? They harp on his lack of political experience - even though they had no problem with Caroline Kennedy seeking Hillary!'s Senate seat. Then again, this is the media we're talking about - consistency hasn't been their strong suit for a long time.

Good luck to you, Joe Kennedy. May you have luck cashing in on the Kennedy name like so many before you.

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Pistols Are Pistols, and Rifles Are Rifles...

The title comes from the venerable Box of Truth website, and usually follows a shooting session where a rifle round once again makes short work of something that a pistol round could not. There's reams of articles out there that drive home the point that "a handgun is what you use to fight your way to a real gun" or that "When a man with a .45 meets a man with a rifle, the man with a pistol is a dead man". It's all true of course; even the most powerful of handgun rounds like the nigh-unto-ridiculous .500 S&W Magnum only have a small fraction of the sheer brute force stopping power of even a .30-30.

Which makes the following seem almost counterintuitive. The Survivalist Blog makes the case that a 4" barreled .357 Magnum revolver would make the best SHTF gun were one to be limited to a single firearm. I'm not exactly inclined to disagree. Now, all the standard caveats apply - shoot what you're comfortable with, what you can afford to shoot, what you're comfortable carrying, etc. But there's a number of very good points made as to why a handgun might be preferable to a longarm in a SHTF-type scenario.

Now, I'll admit my bias right up front: I'm a pistolero. Part of it comes from getting my start in shooting at a local public range that only allowed pistol calibers. Part of it comes from growing up in a cop family (this is before the widespread militarization of the local PD). But I think the greatest reason comes from {gasp} a pragmatic standpoint - I'm far more likely to be in a situation where I'll need my handgun than a rifle. I understand and agree that, all things being equal, my Bushmaster is a *far* superior defensive weapon than my G30 or my Model 13. It carries more rounds that impart more force to the target in a firearm that's easier to shoot accurately.

It also doesn't fit under my vest.

And that's the crux of the argument right there - where the whole "rifles are better" crowd misses is that we don't carry rifles around with us. Even in the most pro-gun states folks don't walk around with loaded rifles slung over their shoulder; even if they did, a light six pound rifle is going to feel like a brick when compared to a 25 ounce handgun after a day's worth of hauling it around. Comfort matters. If carrying your sidearm becomes an onerous chore, you're not going to carry it, plain and simple.

The accuracy's another issue - rifles are inherently easier to make accurate hits with because of the longer sight radius and more stable hold. However, when shooting for defense means, anything beyond 25 yards is just showing off - if you're shooting at a target 50 yards away for defense, perhaps it's time to think about moving to a better neighborhood, like Beirut. The rifle's clear advantage become muddied and decidedly less clear when applied to 'real world' scenarios. While we'd all like to think that our prowess with a Garand at 200 yards means we could keep the homestead safe from Black Bart, the logistics of claiming a 100+ yard kill was self-defense become daunting indeed.

In a nutshell, you want something that you can carry with you all the time. You want to be able to practice enough with that sidearm so that you can hit a man-sized target at ranges up to 25 yards. If that something is a .357 Magnum revolver, great. Ditto a 9mm "wündernine", the venerable .45 ACP, the pocketable .380 ACP, or the timeless .38 Special. Caliber is largely irrelevant other than availability and your own comfort level.

If you carry the gun regularly and can hit the broadside of a berm with it, it's the ideal firearm for you.

That is all.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

A Little Birdie Told Me...

It's someone's birthday today... Even if I didn't know this already, the great disturbance in the 'Gansett tall boy force would have tipped me off...

Go wish Bruce a happy happy.

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Never Thought I'd See This Headline...

Polanski arrested in connection with sex charge
(CNN) -- Filmmaker Roman Polanski has been arrested on an arrest warrant stemming from a decades-old sex charge, Swiss police said Sunday.

The Academy Award-winning director pleaded guilty in 1977 to a single count of having unlawful sexual intercourse with a minor, acknowledging he had sex with a 13-year-old girl, but fled the United States before he could be sentenced. U.S. authorities issued a warrant for his arrest in 1978

It only took 32 years, but we've finally seen justice served. It's ironic that it was his own ego that brought him down:
He was en route to the Zurich Film Festival, which is holding a tribute to him, when he was arrested by Swiss authorities, the festival said.

Guess you should have checked the extradition record between Switzerland and the United States, eh? Gee, I'm all broke up aboug this one. I mean, now who's ass is Harrison Ford going to kiss?

I find it sickening that the article focuses on poor Roman Polanski, who has suffered from the publicity of this crime for 32 years, blah blah blah. There's allegations of misconduct on the part of the judge - who is long dead. The victim herself wants to get this behind her, saying that the only piece left is to close this case so she can stop hearing about it and reopening old wounds.

Now, just maybe, we can have justice - even for the rich and famous...

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MArooned Review: Cloudy, With A Chance of Meatballs...

Went to see Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs last night at Chunky's Cinemas. Chunky's is a unique theater; you sit at a table rather than in rows; they serve dinner and/or snacks; and your seats are actual automotive seats taken from Lincoln limosines. It's significantly more kid-friendly than a traditional theater, as you're noshing on something while the interminable previews, ads, and exhortations scroll past. Given that TheBoy had brought a friend with him as part of the Child Reduction Pact signed with some friends of ours (we take turns relieving each other of kids for hours at a time, humorous called a "play date), it was a natural fit.

The movie is silly, completely and utterly implausible, goofy, nerdy fun. It's the standard fish-out-of-water story, the kid who never quite fit in growing into a gangly adult who doesn't fit in who somehow hits it big and changes under the spotlight. The characters are a delightfully odd assortment of clichés, stock characters, and novelties; with just enough backstory given for the main players to be more than mere cardboard cutouts. The action is non-stop - the movie lags but a moment in the beginning as we learn about the central character as a child, then ramps up to breakneck speed quickly.

And yes, our favorite character actor Bruce Campbell has an appearance...

Overall, I found it to be an excellent movie to take the family to see. The movie is short, clocking in at a hair over an hour and twenty minutes, which makes it just about perfect for a family movie for those that have younger kids with microscopic attention spans. There are subtle - but not overdone or overused - pop culture references sprinkled throughout for the parents, and madcap silliness in the form of the food falling from the sky for the kids.

An enthusiastic two thumbs up for Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs from the MArooned Movie Critic.

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Saturday, September 26, 2009

Breaking News!

The Boston Globe is finally caving in and covering ACORN!

With conditions right, acorns go nuts
Fall may be New England’s most gentle season, with the weather just right, foliage bursting like fireworks, and only a faint foreboding of the coming winter gloom.

But in many parts of the region this time of year, particularly this year, the sky is falling - or at least it feels that way. Hard-shelled orbs are cracking windshields, thwacking gardeners, and tripping up joggers on their daily slog.

Oh, wait... wrong group of nuts...

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Friday, September 25, 2009

Quick Bleg...

Any thoughts on a printer/scanner/copier for under $100? Mrs. G. just called to our ancient HP finally kicked it. Not looking for anything fancy, just something that can scan and copy at a reasonable rate. Looking for something in the ~ $100 or less range, which these days buys you a helluva lot more printer than ever before. Also very interested in hearing what not to buy...

Thoughts/comments/etc. are appreciated.

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Call the Czar of Not Getting It...

Obama says Iran breaking rules on nuclear programs
PITTSBURGH, Pennsylvania (CNN) -- The United States, France and Britain have presented "detailed evidence" to the U.N.'s nuclear watchdog that "Iran has been building a covert uranium enrichment facility," President Obama said Friday.

Obama, British Prime Minister Gordon Brown and French President Nicolas Sarkozy -- all in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, for a G-20 economic summit -- accused Iran of intentionally hiding its nuclear facilities from the International Atomic Energy Agency.

I love that headline. "Breaking rules". My kids break the rules when they run in the house or talk back. Iran is barrelling full speed ahead with a program designed to make nuclear fucking weapons, and CNN treats it like they're staying up past their bedtime. We're talking about nukes in the hands of terrorists here, and CNN wants to send them for a time out in the corner.

Worst of all, it's not confined to CNN:
Obama has already said that "serious sanctions" are a possibility if Iran fails to adequately address the nuclear issue.

"Serious sanctions". You. Have. Got. To. Be. Shitting. Me. Unless "sanctions" is a code word for "let the Israelis bomb these crazy mofos into glass", you're doing it wrong. We've done sanctions. It's abundantly clear that Ahmadinejad treats sanctions the way a baby treats a diaper. The time for sanctions has passed, and it's time for action now. Talk continues to be cheap. The only thing that's going to settle this is a show of force, and I would vastly prefer it be OUR force showing them rather than the obverse...

Remind me, again, about how that imbecile Bush was a simpleton for having Iran on the "Axis of Evil"?

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Friday Fun Thread: Favorite Chevys...

I was racking my brain trying to come up with a good Friday Top Ten list when I had an inspiration. Why not go through the major American manufacturers one-by-one and list my favorite Top Ten cars from each? I started thinking about the lead-off, and Chevrolet had the most models come immediately to mind.

So, in that vein, my Top Ten Favorite Chevrolet vehicles:

1. 1957 Bel Air. I think I've expended enough electrons already waxing poetically about the beauty, grace, and iconic stature of the '57 Chevy. Here's another... The fins, the two-tone paint, the fender darts, every single design facet of this car contributes to it being one of, if not the, most recognizable car ever made.

2. 1970 Chevelle 454 SS. What's not to love about a 4,000 pound car with a 0-60 time of 6 seconds flat? The truism "There's no replacement for displacement" more or less hit its apogee in the LS6 Chevelle. 450 horsepower and a ¼ mile time normally only seen with "altered" versions made this Chevelle the king of the muscle cars.

3 1981 Corvette. This is my favorite Corvette body, bar none; not even the legendary split window '63 comes close to epitomizing the Corvette's sleek lines IMHO. The hideaway door handles, the T-roof, even the rims looked good on this car. Bonus points for the '82 Collector edition with the first hatchback.

4. 1986 K5 Blazer. A sentimental favorite, as a good friend had one of these back in the early 1990s. Nothing like popping the top off and cruising the beach with some tunes on. Of course, the tunes were coming out of a crappy AC Delco GM factory tape deck...

5. 1972 Camaro. The original "bitchin' Camaro". The second generation Camaro is, and forever shall be, my favorite. I always thought the first generation was too blatant a rip-off of the 'Stang, another instance of GM coming late to the party. The second generation gave the Camaro a more aggressive stance. And T-roofs.

6. 1992 Suburban. You've just got to respect a vehicle that has been in production since before WWII... The Suburban is my standard response to the imbeciles who claim that SUVs are a recent phenomenon. There's just something about a nine passenger behemoth that can tow a trailer in the wintertime... The model year is fairly irrelevant, although I do prefer the models with a full four doors...

7. 1955 Nomad. Once again, I have to love the odd. The Nomad was an interesting design concept - have the utility of a station wagon in a more sporty coupe form. The station wagon, the prototypical family car until supplanted by the minivan in the '80s, has historically been the redheaded stepchild of the automotive world. Few songs are sung about station wagons; even fewer teens aspire to own one. The Nomad, for a brief shining moment, made wagons cool.

8. 1968 El Camino. While the El Camino was, yet again, GM playing catchup with FoMoCo, the styling of the El Camino beat the Ranchero all to hell. The Cam shared its underpinnings and some sheet metal with the Chevelle/Malibu and later the Monte Carlo, and several versions were produced as "SS" models. Gotta love a hauler that hauls ass...

9. 1994 Impala SS. "Lord Vader, your car is ready". The '95 Impala SS makes the list only because of the time period in which it was made. The 1970s saw the death of the muscle car, as fuel shortages and emissions controls strangled the horsepower out of American engines. The 1980s were awash in bland boxes and turbochargers, with very little from GM standing out in the way of power. The Impala SS signaled a (much needed) return to the old ways.

10. 1966 Nova SS. The Nova, long ridiculed for the Spanish translation FAIL of the name, got its start as a compact (HA!) model available as an entry-level Chevy with modest four- and six- cylinder engines available. Later models would incorporate V8s, and the smaller body - and lighter weight - made the Nova an ideal platform for race-modding and hot-rodding.


So there's my list of favorite Chevy models. Models span the 1950s through the 1990s; body styles from trucks to cars to wagons and sedans all made the list. Pretty good showing for a full-spectrum manufacturer.

What's your favorite Chevy?

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Baby Vulcan Smiles...

...and Sarah Brady is inconsolable.

You see, the single worst thing that can happen to the pro-gun control movement is for new people to gain interest in the shooting sports. As people take an interest in shooting, they realize that the media and anti-gun groups have been lying to them all along. They realize that guns are inanimate objects; simple tools of metal and wood; utterly incapable of good or evil. As they happily plink away, they see the firearm as neither good nor evil, simply fun.

Like Snarky's first trip to the range. Go. Read.

One thing: She has a way with words very much like your humble host. You have been warned...

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Friday Gun Pr0n #130

What could be more fitting for #130 than a re-working of the Model 13?

Model 13-3, Redux

The FBI special first displayed here is now sporting some Hogue Bantam monogrips and traveling in a Hunter Pro-Hide IWB holster. It's a natural fit for the Bianchi Speedstrip speedloader for back-up, as well. Now all that's needed is a Bianchi Pistol Pocket to be truly well-heeled, like a certain northward denizen...

For the days when the carry piece has to be old-school, natch...

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Thursday, September 24, 2009

LOL of the Day...

Sent to me in e-mail by commenter and NE bloggershoot attendee stickman:

I have four extra tickets for the Robbie Knievel (son of Evil Knievel) Event at the Ford Center next weekend in Beaumont, Texas, if anybody wants them.

Robbie is going to try to jump over 1,000 Obama supporters with a Caterpillar D-9 bulldozer.


How's that expression go? Something about kicking over my giggle box...

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MArooned Menu: Orange-Glazed Pork

Here's a little something that you can whip up in very little time and have a satisfying meal for four that doesn't pack on the pounds.

MArooned Lo-Cal Orange-Glazed Pork

1lb. lean pork tenderloin, cut into medallions

1 yellow or red onion, diced

3/4 cup of sugar-free orange marmalade

2 cups frozen pea pods

2 tbsp water

Cook pork in saucepan, remove from skillet. Add onion, cook until tender, add marmalade, water, and pea pods. Cook additional 4-5 minutes, then add pork to mixture and simmer 5-10 minutes.

Orange Glazed Pork

Serve over rice. 500 calories per serving (including rice). Makes four servings.

Enjoy your nomming!

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KIIIIIIIIIIIIRK!!!!!

(sorry, I just *had* to use that for the title...)

Signs point to Kirk for interim senator

Governor Deval Patrick huddled with a small group of trusted advisers last night to finalize his choice for an interim US senator, with indications pointing to former Democratic National Committee chairman Paul G. Kirk Jr., who has the strong backing of the immediate family of the late Edward M. Kennedy, as the overwhelming favorite.

A person with knowledge of the process said last night that former governor Michael S. Dukakis, considered a leading candidate for the appointment, was unlikely to be chosen. At the same time, senior Democrats in Washington told The New York Times that they were certain Kirk would be the choice.

A lifelong Demo hack with ironclad ties to the Kennedy family was chosen for DeadTed's seat? Color me shocked! In a way, I'm a little disappointed that Dukakis wasn't chosen - it would have made for excellent blog fodder for the next few months watching that little mutant flounder in the Senate almost as badly as Al Franken...

This really grinds my gears, though:
Kennedy’s widow, Victoria Reggie Kennedy, has weighed in, telling the governor that she prefers Kirk, according to a Kennedy family associate. Her views add further pressure to fill the interim appointment with the longtime Kennedy friend and former staff member, a man so close to the family he was chosen as master of ceremonies at Kennedy’s memorial service the night before the funeral last month.

The Globe reported yesterday that Kennedy’s two sons, US Representative Patrick J. Kennedy of Rhode Island and Edward M. Kennedy Jr., have also told Patrick that Kirk is their first choice.

Excuse the hell out of me, but why, exactly, do they get input on who my next Senator is going to be? Why did the Glob feel the need to highlight this information? They didn't ask any MA voters (who, to be fair, would most likely have responded, "we have *two* Senators?") their input - ostensibly because they would have to acknowledge the see-saw mentality of the MA Democratic party. First the people *had* to be part of the process - if there was a danger that the (R) Governor might appoint a (HORRORS!) Republican senator. Then the people don't have to be a part of the process - if the Governor has that all-important (D) next to his name.

So for a whopping three and a half months we'll have a new Senator. Theoretically, this new Senator will be replaced in January by the winner of the special election held to fill the remainder of Kennedy's term (D, although I'd sure as hell like to see Scott Brown pull it off). Whoever (D) wins the election in January will then be Senator until expires in 2012, at which point the position reverts to the standard six year senatorial term. It is conceivable that the state of MA will have as many as four different Senators representing her in the span of three years...

Gonna be a lot of Senatorial Golden Parachutes handed down from the state of MA...

That is all.

UPDATE: Yep. It's Kirk. Way to be progressive, MA. A lifelong Demo hack and Kennedy acolyte for Teddy's legacy seat...

From WTF to WTG

Ohio couple giving up baby after clinic mix-up
TOLEDO, Ohio — Carolyn Savage didn't know what to think, what to say, where to look as the ultrasound wand glided over her belly. It was supposed to be her baby inside. Not someone else's.

Yet here she was in her doctor's office with the baby's biological mother, both brought together by a terrible error at a fertility clinic. A doctor, they said, had given Savage the wrong embryo, and now she was carrying the other woman's child.

Yes, you read that correctly. This couple went to a fertility clinic, underwent the procedure, and wound up with the wrong embryo implanted in the woman's womb. When they were notified of the mistake, how did they react? You'd expect a lawsuit or worse, right?

Wrong.
Embryo mix-ups at fertility clinics are extremely rare. In those few instances, they've degenerated into custody battles, ugly lawsuits and at least one abortion. But not this time. Savage and her husband decided that the right thing — the only thing — to do was to give the baby to the biological parents.

Kudos to you, Mr. & Mrs. Savage. Your grace and composure through what surely must have been a hellacious decision put you head, shoulders, and womb above the rest. Thank you for giving me a glimmer of hope for humanity.

And not a single comment about a womb with a view, okay?

That is all.

Double Holster Bleg Update

Okay, here's the scoop. Here's all the recommended holsters from my bleg earlier this week. I want to pull everything together and order up at least a new holster for the Glock ASAP. The J-frame is less critical, as I can always pocket carry or stick with one of the 150 other J-frame holsters I already have... I'm going to leave links wherever possible, and add in pricing as found on the web.


  • UBG "Canute" - starting at $75, this is pretty much the type of holster I'm looking for.
  • Raven Concealment - slightly less ($65), kydex rather than leather.
  • Comp-Tac MTAC - while very nice, and I've heard great things about it, it's not sufficiently different than my Crossbreed to drop $80 on.
  • Comp-Tac C-TAC - pretty much same as the MTAC, just no leather.
  • FIST holster - this is not quite what I'm looking for, but the price is right. I have a Don Hume similar to this for my S&W SW99 compact that has served me well.
  • Galco USA - looks nice, but more than the FIST above ($70).
  • Galco UDC - see above ($79)
  • High Noon Holsters - hoo, boy I could spend a LOT of money here. The holsters are on the pricey side, but I've heard VERY good things about High Noon from more than a couple sources. This ($95), this ($65), and this ($90) are very strong contenders.
  • Bianchi Pistol Pocket - already have one for my J-frames. Great holster, needs good cover though.
  • Evyl Robot Customs - ER is a Gun Nuts regular and does some fab custom work.
  • Bianchi Model 120 - sadly, does not fit G30
  • JMG Holsters - the 3.1 *and* the 3.2 are promising and well within budget. The 3.2 is more what I'm looking for.
  • Milt Sparks Versa Max 2 - very, very nice holsters, a little more than I'm looking to spend right now, and with other options available, it's on the back list.


Now... I ordered one of the above. Which one?

That is all.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Halfway There...

Sent out payment #30 of 60 on the mother Gaia-hatin' Ram yesterday. 30 down, 30 to go. With any sort of luck it'll be paid off in less than two years - just in time for Mrs. G. to pick out her plush new Pilot and start the process all over again...

Of course, the big question is, once the Ram's paid off, do I get a Challenger or a Camaro to complement it?

That is all.

Fox... Henhouse...

ACORN hires ex-AG Scott Harshbarger for internal inquiry
Former Massachusetts Attorney General Scott Harshbarger has been hired by ACORN to conduct an inquiry into the organization on the heels of a video that appears to show employees advising a couple posing as a prostitute and pimp to lie about the source of their income to get housing assistance.
...
“I have been asked by the leadership of ACORN to conduct an independent and comprehensive inquiry and review of the management of its service delivery to communities,” Harshbarger said in a statement. “The CEO and board have also asked me to make a full report, including recommendations for restoring ACORN’s full capacities to carry out its mission on behalf of low- and moderate-income families.”


Harshbarger is a true hack's hack. I'm certain this investigation will reveal exactly what the powers-that-be want it to reveal. Then again, I could be a little jaundiced - Harshbarger is the man responsible for MA's "Approved Firearms Roster" {spit}, so saying that I dislike the man with the fiery intensity of a thousand suns would be appropriate...

Don't hold your breath on this one, folks...

That is all.

Tip-o-the-keyboard to The Big Guy for sending me a link to this story. Thanks Big Guy!

Getting the Word Out...

Last night, in Gun Nuts chat, Borepatch posted a link to this story. In a nutshell, an American soldier has been sentenced to 25 years in prison for defending himself against an al Qaeda terrorist, mainly due to some chicanery on the part of the prosecution insofar as withholding evidence.

There's a defense fund set up for the appeal. There's also a petition to sign for a new trial. Read the whole story, and decide for yourself if Lt. Behenna has received a fair trial or not.

Pass it on, please - the more attention we can bring to this story, the more likely it will reach a fair and just resolution.

That is all.

Quelle Surprise!

It’s Menino vs. Flaherty
Mayor Thomas M. Menino surged to the top of the field and Councilor at Large Michael F. Flaherty Jr. grabbed second place in Boston’s preliminary mayoral race yesterday, setting up a general election that pits two former allies who have become sharp political adversaries.

Menino captured 50.5 percent of the vote, while Flaherty got 24 percent, beating out the other challengers by a comparatively slim margin for a spot in the final election. Councilor at Large Sam Yoon ended the day with 21 percent, and South End businessman Kevin McCrea got 4 percent.

Uh, Mike? You might want to add up what your fellow challengers got and compare it to Mumbles. Looks like Hizzoner is going to get that unprecedented fifth term after all. What surprised me is that Yoon didn't make the cut - he got a lot of favorable press leading up to the election.

So the choice is between an Italian career political hack and an Irish career political hack. Never let it be said that Boston lacks diversity...

That is all.

Snubbie Showdown...

I'm having fun with the gunnie comparisons. Previous comparisons of the Colt Jr. and P3AT and the P3AT vs. the S&W 360PD gave me another idea for a match-up, only this time with a twist: compare the major variations of Smith & Wesson J-frame constructions for variations in weight.

Here's the guns used for this comparison:

J-Frame Madness!

L-R: Model 360PD, Model 38, Model 34

These three represent the three major metallurgical constructions of the Smith & Wesson J-frame "snubnose" revolver:

Model 34 - all steel frame and cylinder.
Model 38 - Aluminum frame, steel cylinder.
Model 360PD - Scandium frame, titanium cylinder.



So, what's the weight difference, you ask? Pretty substantial:

Model 360PD


Model 38


Model 34

A quick caveat: The 360 and 38 are loaded with five rounds each whereas the 34 is empty. I figured that the extra weight of the metal cylinder in the .22LR chambered 34 would balance out the empty chamber.

The model 360PD is by far the lightest, a mere 13.9 ounces loaded. The model 38 is the next svelte, weighing in at a respectable 16.2 ounces loaded - a savings of only 2.3 ounces! The model 34, OTOH, checks in at 22.1 ounces, still lighter than most compact semi-automatics but on the heavy side for what is essentially a pocket gun.

So there you have it - a visual comparison of the weight differential in the different metals used for Smith & Wesson J-frame revolvers. Obviously, the most faithful test would be to have three identical frames (rather than the Bodyguard - shrouded hammer - mixed in with the Chief's Special - exposed hammer) and identical chamberings; however for a rough approximation it's pretty telling.

Open question: What would make an interesting comparison/item for weighing?

That is all.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Any Bets?

Anyone want the over-under on this guy's name getting as much traction as Bernie Madoff?

Ex-Clinton aide indicted for ‘stealing’ millions
NEW YORK - Federal prosecutors have charged a wealthy fundraiser for Hillary Rodham Clinton and other top Democrats in an alleged $292 million pyramid scheme that spanned more than a decade, saying he used some of the proceeds to support election campaigns.

In an indictment returned Monday in U.S. District Court in Manhattan, Iranian-born Hassan Nemazee is charged with bank fraud and aggravated identity theft.

Granted, the amount of money stolen pales in comparison to that of Madoff. However, it's telling that this guy had his fingers into everything - it does beg the question of would his scheme have gone on so long if he hadn't been donating money to the right people? Lest we forget, Mr. Nemazee was John effin' Kerry's financial manager during his 2004 run. No wonder John had to mortgage his house...

And, for a final "double or nothing", anyone want to bet on this:
He used some of the proceeds of the fraud to make donations to the election campaigns of federal, state and local candidates as well as to political action committees and charities, prosecutors said. They didn't name the candidates or groups.

How many Republicans or right-leaning groups are on this list? I'm guessing 0, because had there been even one the title of the article would read: "GOP Donor Pulls a Madoff"


That is all.

When You Think They've Hit Rock Bottom...

...they grab a jackhammer and start digging...

Edwards asked aide to claim paternity, sources say
RALEIGH, North Carolina (CNN) -- Former Democratic presidential hopeful John Edwards talked a campaign aide into claiming he fathered a child born to Edwards' onetime mistress, sources familiar with the issue said Monday.

Edwards admitted to his affair with Rielle Hunter in August 2008 after months of denials, but said he could not have been the father of Hunter's daughter, who was born the previous February. Former Edwards staffer Andrew Young has said he was the girl's father -- but has recanted and says he made it because he believed in Edwards, lawyers and others familiar with the matter told CNN.


Just wait, it gets better...
Young was married with children when he claimed to have fathered Hunter's child. He never signed any affidavits or legal papers, however, and reversed his claim after Edwards, as one of the sources put it, dropped Young "like a hot potato."

There really are two Americas - one where people don't act like complete and utter pieces of shit towards everyone else on the fucking planet, and John Edwards' sad, pathetic little world...

That is all.

Misplaced Priorities

No arrests in weekend shootings that left two dead in Boston
As the makeshift memorial to the dead 18-year-old grew into a shrine, her mother remained in her Dorchester apartment, surrounded by friends and relatives who combed her hair and listened to her cry.
...
The shooting and a second about an hour later on Edson Street in Dorchester that left a 21-year-old dead and three others injured, punctured a relatively quiet summer.

Both cases were tragedies, in that someone died needlessly over trivial bickering. The first case appears to have been someone paying the ultimate price for running their mouth; the second simply being in the wrong place at the wrong time. No one should die that young for being a loudmouth; attending a party shouldn't be a death sentence. There is, however, a lot to be said for being aware of one's surroundings, not being out after midnight, and keeping your piehole shut when in doubt...

Here's what really bothers me. This is the statement from the spokesperson for the Boston Police Department:
“Some of these types of homicides are difficult to prevent, quite frankly,’’ said Elaine Driscoll, spokeswoman for the Boston Police Department. “That said, officers are out there. They’re working hard and taking firearms off the street, as well as the people who use them.’’

Got that? They're working to take those evil guns off the street, and, oh, maybe the people responsible. The miscreants out there shooting people over stupid shit like being asked to leave a party are an afterthought; the main goal is to get those evil inanimate objects.

As long as we treat this as a gun problem and not a criminal problem, we will never get to the bottom of this.

We can wail and gnash our teeth all day long; we can hold vigils and midnight walks and "take back the night" events until the cows come home; we can rail and lobby for newer and tougher gun control laws until we are blue in the face. The simple fact is that unless and until we start locking these bastards up, make them serve their time, not let them out to go to the county fair, and just overall make the damn justice system work for a change, no gun law ever imagined will fix this. We can't force people to start valuing life more; all we can do is bring down the hammer of righteous justice when they break our rules and commit the most intimate of heinous crimes.

Unless and until we start going after the criminal, rather than the tool used, we will only perpetuate the cycle of violence. End of story.

That is all.

Double Holster Bleg...

[Jay looks at the title] Err, that's a bleg for two holsters, not a bleg for a single holster that carries two guns.

I'm looking for advice on two (slightly) different styles of holsters for two different guns. The first is a good IWB holster for the G30 - the inexpensive nylon Elite holster that's currently carrying the block from Glock just isn't cutting it for periods of time measured in more than minutes. I'd like to get something with two belt loops, prefer leather although I won't necessarily rule out kydex, and while I don't mind spending to get superior quality, would rather not spend the equivalent of a case of .45 ACP for it if possible. I'm thinking something along the lines of something like DeSantis Cozy Partner or the Bianchi Pistol Pocket.

The second holster is a tuckable IWB holster for the Snubbie from Hell™. For longer periods of time, the 14 ounce weight of the 360PD is much more comfortable to carry than the 25 ounce G30, and the tuckable aspect means it can be worn under a dress shirt for concealment. Options are more limited for this type of holster, with the Crossbreed Qwik-Clip and Comp-Tac Pro-Undercover being the two most popular options. As above, I don't mind paying a little extra for a top-quality product, but with the J-frame especially, too much $$$ and I'll just stick with pocket carry...

Any opinions on any of the above listed options or something I haven't thought of would be greatly appreciated.

That is all.

I'm A Racist, You're A Racist...

...wouldn't you like to be a racist too?

U.S. racism 'everywhere,' says Dave Matthews

Waiting for an interview on the current state of anti-semitism from Sinead O'Connor in 3... 2... 1...
CNN: President Carter said he thinks that a lot of the animosity directed toward President Obama is race related.

Dave Matthews: Of course it is! I found there's a fairly blatant racism in America that's already there, and I don't think I noticed it when I lived here as a kid. But when I went back to South Africa, and then it's sort of thrust in your face, and then came back here -- I just see it everywhere. There's a good population of people in this country that are terrified of the president only because he's black, even if they don't say it. And I think a lot of them, behind closed doors, do say it.

Let's see. There's so much goodness here. Where do I begin? Let's see. Dave Matthews is either out-and-out lying or has fried his brain with booze and/or drugs. He's 42, which means that he was around during the busing riots in Boston in the early 1970s - which I would think would qualify as just a little worse than Joe Wilson yelling "you lie" at Barack 0bama. As for comparing the United States to South Africa, that might have been a plausible comparison 50 years ago; today it just rings hollow.

As far as people being "terrified" of the President, did Matthews ever consider that it might have something to do with the man being a socialist hell-bent on destroying the country as we know it? That he's weakening us on the world stage by hobbling our military, chatting up our enemies, and in general acting as though there is not a sizable section of the world that would love for us to cease to be? That he has spent us further into debt in 8 months than George W. Bush did in 8 years?

Perhaps - and I know that this is a radical concept for someone raised on the "peace, love, and granola" bandwagon - people disagree with Barack 0bama because they have philosopical and political disagreements with the man and his policies? I know, I know. It's a helluva lot easier to just tag 'em as racists and call it a day. See, that's the easy way. That's that way you can dismiss your detractors without having to address their points - they're just racists, no need to respond to them. Just slap a label on 'em and put 'em back in the box. G-d forbid we listen to what they have to say - that wouldn't be progressive enough, would it?

Shut the fuck up and sing, Dave.

That is all.

Monday, September 21, 2009

Help Me, Internet Kenobi...

Reader Nancy, the mom to the very cute new shooter referenced in this post, has asked for some assistance:
I’m wondering if I can indebt myself to you again, and ask if you can put out a bleg for a trigger shoe for the Crosman 1377. The closest one I could find was in New Zealand for 10 pounds, not including the shipping.

Since the trigger shoe in question was referenced in a post here, it behooves me to see if we can't find a closer source for one somewhere, perhaps, on this continent. How about it? Anyone know of a source for Crosman BB gun parts where Nancy can get a trigger shoe for her daughter's pistol? There's a little girl's happiness at stake - not to mention the big bad wolf at pinned to the door.

Any help y'all could provide would be greatly appreciated!

That is all.

Daily Chuckle...

Want To Read All About It Online? It May Cost You
With their advertising revenue drying up, newpaper publishers spent much of the spring and summer debating whether to cut off free online access to some of the material they run in their shrinking print editions. It looks like the talk will turn to action this fall, when some large newspapers are expected to put up Internet toll booths.

They'll be testing readers' willingness to pay for information and entertainment that mostly has been given away online for the past 15 years. That happened largely because most publishers could afford to subsidize their Web sites with profits from their print franchises. But now those profits have crumbled, just as the prices for online ads are tumbling, too.

Got that? Newspapers are hemmoraging readers, so they are going to start charging folks to read news online. Obviously the only reason that their print world is faltering is because people are STEALING the news online {rolls eyes}.

Here's an idea: REPORT the news. Don't comment on it. Don't slant your stories. Perform actual acts of journalism rather than sickly puff pieces whose only purpose serves to elevate one side of an argument. Try being {GASP} objective... Good luck with charging people to read on your site what they can get a thousand other places for free.

Oh, and tell the telegraph office you've found the secret that will save their business...

That is all.

MArooned Minute Review: Wolverine

Picked this up over the weekend and sat down to watch it last night. It's decent escapist fantasy, as long as you don't think too hard about the indiscrepancies inherent in this "prequel" nor harbor any illusions of it being faithful to the franchise, of course. It's worth a rent, certainly; we bought it because TheBoy is somewhat of an X-fan (hey, he's an eight year old boy. Superheroes kinda come with the scenery...), and I'll probably watch it again with him down the road.

MArooned gun geek moment: Stryker pulls out the gun he plans to shoot Wolverine with, and I yell out "Hey! It's a Ruger!"

That is all.

WTF, Over?

Washington state killer captured after field-trip escape
(CNN) -- A legally insane killer who escaped in Washington state during a field trip to a fair was recaptured Sunday, the Spokane County Sheriff's Department said.

Phillip Paul, who was on the run for three days, had been planning the break for "at least the last several months," Sheriff Ozzie Knezovich said at a news conference.


Okay. Let's play a little game. Let's play "Spot How Many Times The Authorities Fucked Up", shall we?
Sheriff's officials told CNN affiliate KREM-TV that Paul also escaped briefly in 1991

History of escape attempts. FAIL.
Paul had packed all his personal belongings in a large backpack before leaving on the trip

Dude shows up with a "large backpack" for a trip to the fair. FAIL FAIL.
Knezovich also complained that hospital officials had not reported Paul's escape for two hours, which he said also hindered the investigation.

Giving the escaped killer mental patient a two hour head start? FAIL FAIL FAIL. Three fails, you're out.

Folks, there are just so many things wrong with this story that I don't even know where to begin. How in the name of all that's good and holy does a guy who has been placed in the care of the state as a criminally insane killer wind up at the County Fair? Are they now putting lithium in corn dogs? Does the county's largest pumpkin emit "sane" rays? Has some study been performed that shows fried dough is the new Haldol? Is there some therapeutic value to throwing softballs at milk bottles?

Words escape me, they really do. I bring my kids to the fair every year. It's fun to bring them to see the animals, to see the displays, ride the rides in the Midway, etc. It would never in a million years occur to me that my state might be furloughing psychotic killers to go play at the fair. Perhaps I'm just too simple of a man, without all the nuance and wise latina background, but there's something about "strangled a woman to death and burnt a deer carcass on her lawn" that doesn't mix with "happy families enjoying a fair".

Then again, it does give me yet another incentive to stick with the high-capacity .45 ACP...

That is all.

Range Report: S&W Model 34

I had a chance last weekend to take the new Model 34 out to the range to put it through its paces. One of the great things about having a range only 10 minutes away is that I was able to drive to the range, shoot the M34 enough to get a feel for it, and get home in under an hour. I also brought along my G30, wanting to put a few magazines through it to re-acquaint myself with the stubby .45. With the advance of fall and winter - and the return of cover garments! - the G30 will take a more prominent role in the carry rotation.

How did the Model 34 perform? Well, I'll let the pictures tell the story:

Rapid Fire

That's a "rapid" fire target (club limits shooting to one round per second, so double-tap practice is out (at least with company...) Taking the dropped shot at 10 o'clock out (which is 6 o'clock as the target was shot), that's 11 shots in a 2" circle...

How about slow-fire?

Slow Fire


Damn. Just damn. The biggest problem with this, of course, is that I no longer have an excuse for shooting my centerfire snubbies poorly... Any inaccuracy is coming from my flinching, not from the short barrel of the snubnose... That's a group of six shots at 25 feet that can (almost) be covered by a quarter... Now, granted, this came after a dozen or so cylinders through the gun, so I had started to get a pretty good feel for the snubbie by this time...

The model 34 is just a great little gun. It's all steel, so it's significantly heavier than the aluminum framed model 38 or the scandium framed 360 (weight comparison of the three guns later this week - I love having a postal scale!). Couple the heavier gun with the .22LR chambering and recoil is removed from the equation entirely. Not only that, but because it's a smaller gun overall than the model 17 or the Colt Official Police in .22LR, it's less fatiguing to shoot for longer sessions.



And just for s**ts & giggles, how did I do with the G30? Well, I'll preface this by admitting that I haven't shot the big bore compact in a while. I've concentrated on the snubbies and the P3AT in the summer months, as they see a greater roll in the carry rotation. Also with the price of .45 ACP climbing ever higher, it's more economical to shoot .38 reloads than factory .45ACP...

Anyways, I was surprised by how well I shot the G30:

G30 Rapid Fire

29 rounds (one nine round mag, two ten round mags), all COM as fast as the range will allow. I'd like to see the overall grouping a little tighter, but for defensive point shooting I'll take it. This is overlaid on an NRA B-34 target, which is a 25 yard target - all hits are 7 ring or better.

All in all, an excellent day shooting.

That is all.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Drought... Ending?

Stopped into one of the many WallyWorlds I frequent in my normally fruitless quest for ammo. Except that yesterday, I walked over to sporting goods to find... ammo! They had several dozen boxes of 9mm, .38 Special, and .40 S&W. .380 ACP and .45 ACP were nowhere to be found, however; but even they even had bulk boxes of .223 Remington in stock.

Of course, getting someone over to open the counter involved some interesting measures (there's no truth to the rumor that a ribald message was sent over the store intercom at the unattended Sporting Goods desk...)

That is all.

Football!

Heh. Not the American kind. The European kind... Both kids are playing soccer this year - TheBoy is in a traveling league and had his first "away" game yesterday; BabyGirl G. had her first game ever yesterday. And since other bloggers are posting incredibly cute pictures of the small critters in their care, naturally I had to join in teh cuteness:

TheBoy

There's TheBoy in action, racing in to steal the ball away from his teammate so he can power his way through the other team's defense and score a goal. Or I managed to catch him in the rate moment he was actually paying attention to the game...

BabyGirl G.

And here's BabyGirl G. in a rare action shot, with her racing to intercept a player from the opposing team before she can score the winning goal. Well, before she can get within 20 feet of the goal, which is about as close as any of them got the first game...

In any case, they ran around so much they slept good last night, which is the real reason we signed 'em up...

That is all.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

I Love This Town...

So I'm at my son's soccer game, talking with one of my Scout dads. I'm getting out my camera, and see the picture of the large coyote that sauntered through our backyard a few days ago. I point it out to the other dad, and he asks if I'd like to borrow his shotgun.

Heh.

I thanked him for the offer, and commented that it was rare, in this day and age in MA, to find another gun owner. We then spent a good half of the game talking about guns; about how to best acclimate your kids to your hobby (his boys are the same age as TheBoy and BabyGirl G); the ammo shortage; and how we need to get out shooting together. Turns out we even own a few of the same guns...

And then he asks what I think about a compact .45 for concealed carry - while the G30 rested comfortably at 4:00...

That is all.

YARRRRR!

We be knowin' what today be, right ye mutinous dogs? Why, it be none other than International Talk Like A Pirate Day.

Just ye be rememberin', laddies. The order be rape, pillage, then burn.

That be all.

Friday, September 18, 2009

For Members of the Tribe

Wishing my Jewish readers (both of you) a L'Shana Tova as we approach sundown today.

May you have an easy fast.

That is all.

Blogroll Updates...

The blogroll giveth, and this week the blogroll taketh away... Going through the 'roll a while back for my Sunday linkfest, I came across several blogs that were no longer functional. Obviously there's no point in them remaining on the blogroll, but I wanted to post them in case they had changed names/hosting/etc. and I somehow missed it. There's also new blogs to add!

Starting off with the sad news, the blogs that are no longer with us:

1. End the War on Guns
2. Freedom Under Fire
3. Texas Gun Nut

If anyone knows the whereabouts these guys, new homes, etc., please let me know!


And the new blogs:

1. Misanthropic? Me? Inconceivable. - with a tagline of "Misanthropes need people; without a steady supply, the misanthrope cannot fully apply his art", how can you miss?

2. Doin' the time warp....... - another one with a good tagline: "The continuing adventures of a living historian, retired cop, gun crank and lover of life who doesn't know what he wants to do when he grows up. (If ever)". Heh.

3. Top of the Chain, A man with opposeable thumbs - known as totc in the Gunblogger Conspiracy, if for no other reason than the stated purpose of his blog: "I'll also use this blog to demonize and degrade the likes of The Brady Campaign, the Violence Policy Center and Mayor's Against Illegal Guns. I'll call them out for the bigots that they are, the social equivalent of the KKK." I like it!


So welcome aboard to the new folks, and a fond farewell for those blogs that have disappeared into the ether. Once again, if you have information on possible new whereabouts of these defunct blogs *or* if you have MArooned on your blogroll and are not listed yourself, please drop me a line and let me know.

Now go, read and enjoy the bloggy goodness.

That is all.
Keep your

Friday Fun Thread: Slow Ride!

Heh. I don't know how or why this idea popped into my head, but today's Top Ten list is the Top Ten slooooowest cars out there. In fact, many of them are still out there because they're still trying to make it to their original destination... These underpowered vehicles won't get you a ticket, because none of them can drive 55 either... In fact, most of the vehicles listed below will routinely lose races against mopeds, lawn mowers, and the occasional stationary object...

1. 1980s GM full-size pick-up with 4.3L V6. I have no idea what possessed GM to power their full-sized line of trucks with such an anemic POS. My grandfather owned an '86 Silverado with the 4.3L, and it was easily the slowest vehicle I've ever driven. It took three minutes just to get out of the driveway...

2. Yugo. Ah, the Yugo. A car that made one yearn for the quality control of Hyundai and the precision engineering of Trabant... The Yugo's one redeeming quality was that it was so fugly that it was rarely stolen - and in the few number of times it was, it was easy to catch the thieves...

3. Dodge Aries K. Mrs. G. had one of these alleged cars when we first started dating. Everything about the K-car was abysmal; the styling was bland to the nth power; and they would routinely need servicing while they were still on the car carrier being delivered to the dealerships.

4. 1985 Chevy S-10 Blazer. I had the GMC equivalent to the Blazer, the S-15 Jimmy. It had a 2.8L V6 engine in it, and from the (lack of) power I'd have to estimate made somewhere between 17 and 20 horsepower. This is the same engine they put into the Chevy Cavalier, remember...

5. Ford Falcon. Dave Barry joked about the Falcon that many were still sitting at stoplights from 1965, still trying to accelerate away. I worked with a guy who had a Falcon back on the local town Highway Department. It was no coincidence that his nickname was "Reverse" - as in, if he were going any slower he'd be in reverse.

6. VW Bug. The ad campaign was: "0-60. Yes". I can attest personally to the lack of power in a VW Beetle, as I - at the age of 15 - helped a buddy replace the engine in his '72 Superbeetle. Two 15 year old boys were able to remove the engine from the car and put in a new one. Don't expect much there...

7. Geo Metro. With a 1.0L inline 3 cylinder powering this little car, one wouldn't expect it to be terrifically fast. How slow is it? It's got one of the slowest 0-60 time ever recorded for something with a body NOT made by Grumman: 16.2 seconds...

8. Cadillac Allanté. The Allanté on its own wasn't too terribly slow - until you consider what they were charging for it; what it was supposed to be; and what the competition was. On its own it wasn't terribly exciting but still a neat little roadster; however when you look at the price it commanded ($50K) and the fact that it was supposed to go up against the Mercedes 500 SEL...

9. Citroën 2CV. Well, it was modeled after the Bug, so it stands to reason that this wouldn't exactly burn up the roads. With engines ranging from 375cc to 602cc, there's no question you won't win any stoplight competitions in a 2CV...

10. Trabant. On its own, the Trabant is pretty pathetic when it comes to la grand vitesse. Average in all the time it spends in the shop and you're much better off with a horse. Even a dead one. Even one that's already been turned into glue...


Heh. So there's my list of slowest cars out there. Much of it is horribly subjective, so I'm certain that there are many options I missed. Fully half of the list I have extensive personal experience with insofar as performance (or lack thereof) is concerned, and I'm certain this colored my perception.

What are your choices for slowest car on the road?

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Round Reprobates...

I've got to hand it to Alan at Snarkybytes here - we finished up Vicious Circle #19 sometime north of 11PM last night, and he had it posted in under an hour. That's impressive.

Come, listen to Alan, pdb, Stingray & LabRat, and I discuss the 22dnd anniversary of the signing of the US Constitution. And other assorted goodness, like the continuing downward spiral of Mainstream Media, the ACORN scandals, and pretty much anything else that pops into our heads.

Kinda like that lone chipmunk scurrying across the berm at the range, only with less chunks...

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Friday Gun Pr0n #129

Today's gun pr0n is yet another one of the many fine firearms brought to last month's Northeast Bloggershoot by ZerCool:

N-Framed Goodness

It's a Smith & Wesson Model 28-2 N-framed .357 Magnum revolver, 4" barrel, nickel finish also known as the Highway Patrolman. It is nothing short of pure .357 Magnum bliss in a large-framed package. We were blasting water-filled milk jugs to Kingdom Come using Glaser safety slugs kindly provided by Marko, and boy, you barely feel those Magnums in that big ol' revolver.

Thanks, ZerCool, for letting me put rounds through that gorgeous revolver!

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Thursday, September 17, 2009

Lucky #7...

Greg over at West By God has been on the intarwebz for over seven years now. Stop by and wish him well - that's pretty freakin' amazing, all things considered.

7 years in internet time - that's, what, about 182 years in meatspace time...

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Tip 'o' the keyboard to my blogson for pointing this out...

Poor Planning...

Okay, I just got out of the mandatory once-yearly sexual harassment training. An hour spent trying to get oxygen to my brain while being regaled of all the many ways that evil white males can be fired for harassing their co-workers. And the whole time I'm sitting there, I can't help but think one thing:

Whose bright idea was it to hire a firm that sends a bleach-blonde with a huge rack to do sexual harassment training?

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Crazy Idea...

Okay, so the representatives of MA stepped in it. They thought Lurch was going to win in 2004, and were aghast at the prospect of Governor Romney {spit} possibly appointing a {GASP} REPUBLICAN (imagine it said with the same distaste one would normally use for "barbarian" or, in MA, "gun owner") to Kerry's seat.

At the eleventh hour, they changed state law that had been in place for years that allows the governor to choose a successor should a Senate seat become vacant, insisting instead on a popular election. "Let the will of the people be heard" was a common refrain, appealing to the sense of Democracy upon which this country was based.

And it lasted all of five years, when a change in the political party of the governor and the death of a Senator made all their maneuvering blow up in their faces. Ted Kennedy went to face his eternal judgement, and Democratic Governor "Cadillac" Deval Patrick is sitting in the governor's mansion utterly unable to fill the position.

Now the cries are "MA should have full representation!" as they stumble over themselves to reverse the five year old policy. The raw, naked hypocrisy goes all but unnoticed; the sheer rank partisanship dismissed as a "political side".

So here's my crazy idea: If it's so all-fired important that MA have two Senators, as they're all saying; and if the person who would be appointed to the position would be ineligible to run at the conclusion of the term, as they're all saying, prove you mean what you say:

Appoint a Republican.

[Waits for laughter to die down]

Yeah, I didn't think you were serious...

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One Less Illinois Nazi...

Actor Henry Gibson dead at 73, spokesman says
LOS ANGELES, California (CNN) -- Actor Henry Gibson, who played roles ranging from loopy poets to vengeful Illinois Nazis and cranky judges during a 40-year film and television career, has died at age 73, his representatives said Wednesday.




Illinois Nazis. I hate Illinois Nazis.

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Stories from IRC...

Alan thought I ought to blog this story...

We were talking about racism in light of former president Carter's moronic statement, and someone suggested - entirely in jest, out of frustration, that since they were going to call us racists, we might as well get white sheets and be done with it. I had to disagree, having a little experience with the white-sheeted cowards in my family's history...

You see, my grandfather took up arms against the Klan, mainly because, well, they were trying to kill him. They view Catholics - and immigrants who don't really speak the language all that well - as barely one step above Jews and blacks. So the whole idea - that we're horrible racists no better than the Klan - that's kind of a sore spot with me.

It's actually one of my favorite stories from my grandfather. The Klan was trying to get a foothold in the north. They had made it as far as NY, and were trying to gain ground in New England after WWII. They had held some rallies, stirred up some shit, tried the age-old intimidation. So Grampy and some of his transplanted paisans grabbed one of the flatbeds from the farm and drove out to a meeting.

Here they are, this bunch of greasy-haired, Catholic, Italian dago immigrants, showing up at a Klan gathering. The Klansmen started making veiled threats. Hurling epithets. Various and sundry comments - "Go back where you came from". Things of that nature. Then they tried to strongarm the group, use a little muscle.

Remember I said these were farmers?

Well, they might have been simple farm boys, but they weren't stupid. They'd brought their squirrel guns, and were not going to be cowed by faceless cowards in sheets. So the leader changed tactics. Starts trying to make this a First Amendment case.

"We have a right to meet here. I should call the police"

It was at this point that my grandfather opened his jacket, revealing his badge.

"This? This-a-my town. You leave. No come back. [pause] Or we keel you. Capiche?"

It would be several decades later before they even tried to come north again... That's my namesake right there. That's the man I'm named after, and my son is named after. My house stands on the land he bought to farm back when he came to this country in the run-up to WWII. His land. My land now.

I'm proud to live here, even if it is in Massa-fucking-chusetts.

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How Sharp?

Wicked sharp, that's how sharp Robb Allen at Sharp as a Marble is.

Here's his latest creation:
Heh. The Race Card. Played with great frequency by many characters these days. Don't leave the plantation without one...

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