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Life is Hard. Wear a Helmet

Virginia State Constitution: Article 1; Section 13
That a well regulated militia, composed of the body of the people, trained to arms, is the proper, natural, and safe defense of a free state, therefore, the right of the people to keep and bear arms shall not be infringed; that standing armies, in time of peace, should be avoided as dangerous to liberty; and that in all cases the military should be under strict subordination to, and governed by, the civil power.

Alabama State Constitution: Article 1: Section 26
That every Citizen has a right to bear arms in defense of himself and the State.

Sunday, June 30, 2013

Sunday morning sleep-in #54

FOP Range AAR:

The range visit was awesome.

I'm afraid to go too overboard about it. I haven't been shooting since February, so it could be kind of like walking out of the desert and drinking water from a scummy puddle..."Oh God! That's the best water I've ever had!"

The range itself is very nice. You can tell they put a lot of effort into keeping the place clean and in good repair, and that means a lot.

Not being members, we were only allowed on the "public" range. A single range with berms at 12, 50 and 100 yards. We had only brought pistols, so we stayed at the 12 yard berm, which had steel ping! and paper targets. There are eight more ranges on the property, accessible only to members. We got to see them as we drove in and out, and all of them were even nicer than the range we were shooting on.
We shot mostly at the steel, but we did put up a set of Shoot-n-C targets for a bit due to SrA B's problems with jerking and squeezing with his whole hand. *snerk*

All kidding aside, it was amazing to see how the kid had grown, and how it affected his shooting.
He shot like a damn sniper before he left for basic, (you can be sure I made that a priority) but while he's been away the last couple years, he's turned into a gym junkie.
The kid has bulked out like a Mini-Hulk. He's got at least five times the body mass he had a couple years ago, and it's really thrown his shooting.
That, plus he hasn't shot handguns in all that time, and he was a little excited.


Our range visit, minus the cost of ammo, was $43. A year's membership is only $175.

I'll be going back next week, after the 1st of July, to apply for my membership.

I would highly recommend this range to anyone in the Birmingham area.
Come on out and give it a try. Once I have my membership, I will pay to bring you on as a guest.

Here's the video. Eight rounds of .45, and he only gets four plates. You can see on that fifth plate where he gets frustrated, and starts jerking the trigger and plowing rounds into the berm a foot or so below the target.

He made me swear that I wouldn't put this video up on my blog.
Ha Ha. Fat chance, motherfucker.


I mean, c'mon...he's actually not doing that bad, especially for a kid that hasn't shot pistol in 2 years.

After the range, we went to Hooters for lunch.

How insensitive of me...I did not take into consideration that the boy has been stationed in North Dakota for the last two years.

I thought all the drool on his chin was from the tasty burgers. The poor kid had trouble getting up from the table when it was time to leave.

All-in-all it was a great day. Guns, then bewbies, then home for some beers and kabobs.

I used my special "Hot Asian on a Hawaiian Beach" Marinade for the beef.

Some oil and vinegar.
A dash of crushed red pepper.
Some soy sauce and sugar.
A dash of crushed red pepper
Some pineapple juice and garlic powder.
A dash of crushed red pepper.
Salt and pepper to taste.
A dash of crushed red pepper.

While grilling, sprinkle lightly with...


Saturday, June 29, 2013

Saturday Morning Coffee #67

I spent many great years as a member and Range Officer at Lafayette Gun Club in Yorktown, Virginia.

Seems they're running into the usual trouble with urban sprawl back home in Virginia.

From the VCDL newsletter:

1. Lafayette Gun Club needs our help in York County

One of Virginia's largest gun clubs, the Lafayette Gun Club (LGC) is trying to make some changes to its facility and needs to pack the house at a York County Planning Commission on July 10th, when the club will present a Request for Special Exception to the York County Zoning Ordinance.

The reason LGC needs VCDL's help is that at least one of their neighbors is opposing the club and its changes because of "noise."  That person laid out their opposition and asked for others to come to the York County Planning Commission to oppose LGC in a letter to the editor in a local paper.  It is anticipated that additional anti-gun activists may also attend to voice their opposition, as they have done at other public meetings dealing with firearms and shooting range issues.

The meeting starts at 7:00 pm in the Board Room of:

York Hall
301 Main St.

If you live in York County or in the surrounding area, and especially if you live close to the Club, please attend this important meeting.

From the Lafayette Gun Club newsletter:

"Anyone who attends this public forum may sign up to speak for 3 minutes. If you choose to do so, pick one or two points that favor the Club’s activities, and speak about those. If you (or your son) earned a Boy Scout Merit Badge, participated in a shooting match (or even won a match), or if your son or daughter did so through the Club, then talk about that. Or perhaps you and your spouse enrolled in an NRA class to meet a requirement for a Concealed Handgun Permit. Is your child pursuing a college scholarship for their shooting skills? Take the high road, and be positive in what you say. Refrain from bashing those who hold a different point of view (some of these folks may be present also). You may use notes. Press may even be present.  We expect the Planning Commission to forward our request to the York County Board of Supervisors for their approval probably at their regularly scheduled meeting on Aug 6th, 2013. Please mark your calendars."

Prepping for the range trip with SrA B this morning, and it feels strange having to find locks and chains for my ammo cans. I haven't had to lock up my guns and ammo when driving for years.
I'm really looking forward to getting my Alabama permit this August.

What goes best with a trip to the range?

Meat. Tasty, tasty meat.

At the same time that I'm fondling my guns and typing on my blog, I'm also trying to come up with a decent marinade for tonight's Kabobs. It needs to be something spicy, to go with the stir-fried asparagus and mushrooms, which come out buttery and sweet.

Talk about multi-tasking.

Damn. I'm getting hungry.
Inappropriate Humor in 3...2...

Friday, June 28, 2013

Jack Reacher Guacamole

Late night Thursday:

Jack Reacher was a decent movie.
Some of it was a little far-fetched, but overall it was a classic.

Good guy rolls into town, fucks up all the bad guys, then leaves without getting the girl. (Even though it's obvious she's fallen for him.)

Can you say "Lone Ranger"?

I'm making guacamole tonight.

You ever been to one of those Mexican restaurants where they whip up the guacamole for you right there at the table?
There's a lot to be said for fresh guacamole, don't get me wrong, but I like it better when it's been sitting in the fridge overnight.

OK...I had a little "fresh" guacamole.

It's called Chef's Prerogative...

Planning our trip to The Range this weekend.

I need to find the regular place I'm going to go shooting. I'm going to try the place linked above first. Seems nice.
Range Report to follow.


Thursday, June 27, 2013

Good News / Bad News

The good news is, I'm home, and with any luck I'll be able to stay home through the next week.

MSgt J and his wife are coming to visit for the week over 4th of July. SrA B arrived a couple days ago while I was out of town, and will be visiting for a few weeks until he leaves for Europe. Miss B is also going to show up sometime next week and stay over the holiday.

A real "Full House" that will make Mrs B happy for the rest of the year.

The bad news:

Mrs B has to go visit her mom in Michigan for a few days.

SrA B and MSgt B are going to be left here over the weekend with no adult supervision.

Blogging may be light....


Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Hump Day Rule 5 - Dan Hawes

In my opinion, pretty much the greatest lawyer on the planet. A Gunnie lawyer.

Check out his Bio page at Virginia Legal Defense.
A lawyer who's an NRA certified instructor in Pistol and Rifle?

Dan Hawes is going to court today. He is defending a gunnie in Virginia from brandishing charges that, from what I've heard, are more a figment of someone's imagination than anything else.

Graham C.'s story is one that could end up being told by any one of my friends back in Virginia.
Check out the thread in the Virginia Open Carry forum. It goes on for several pages.
H/T to skidmark

All my gunnie friends in Virginia should be contacting Dan Hawes and getting one of his cards to carry around in their wallet. When crap like what happened to Graham C. happens to you, you need someone to call right away.

While you're contacting Dan, you can also find out how to donate directly to a legal defense fund that's been put up for Graham C.
Last I heard, costs for his defense have been long as the trial only lasts one day, and as long as there's no appeal process that needs to be started...and, Oh, did I mention? Graham C. lost his f**king job over this crap, while he was sitting in a jail cell.

Try the PayPal donate button. I really suck at this computer stuff, so no promises it will actually work. I copied it from the forum thread above, so you can always click on that one. I know it works.

If you do electronic banking, you can set up a new payee:

Virginia Legal Defense
PO Box 100
Broad Run, VA 20137

Make sure that whatever donation you make has a comment or note attached that it is for Graham C.. 
Otherwise, Dan is going to have to assume that you're donating to the Lunch at the Waffle House fund, which is a very noble cause...but one you might not be wanting to support with your hard-earned cash.

I'll let y'all know if I hear anything from skidmark about how today's hearing turns out.
That guy knows everybody...

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Meg the Dog

This is Meg (Megawatt). She wandered out of the pines onto the plant property years ago.
Eventually, someone took her to the vet and got her cleaned up and vaccinated.

She'll come check you out when you arrive, even let you pet her if you seem legit; but if you didn't bring ain't gettin' the full-on tail wag.

Next time I visit, I'd better have some bacon in my pocket.



Monday, June 24, 2013

Alabama Gunnies Win!

The Governor has signed the bill that effectively moves Alabama from the "May Issue" column over to the "Shall Issue" column.

Or, as I like to put it, from the "Bunch of fuckin' Commies" column, over to the "Thank God I Live in a Free Country" column.

Here is the LINK. I tried to embed the video, but apparently someone is having a fight with their internet provider, and the link HTML directs you to a website that says, "We're happy to announce that we are moving our video files over to a new host, who doesn't suck" or something like that.

Open carry has always been legal here, but there has always been a problem with carry in a car.
As I understand it, you can open carry on foot, but if you get into a car, you need to have a concealed carry permit.
The new bill does not address well this monkey-football conundrum, but it does go into the "Guns in cars at the workplace" question.
The bill states quite clearly that employers cannot ban employees (permits or no) from storing their firearm in their car while at work.


The other good point of the new law is that it changes the permit period from one year to five years.


The new law takes effect August 1st.
Anyone want to guess what I'll be doing August 2nd?

Next up...concealed carry in a restaurant that serves alcohol.
This is one we fought long and hard for back in Virginia. The new Alabama law does not address this specifically, but it allows local sheriffs to place restrictions on the permits that they issue. The "word on the street" is that carry in a business that serves alcohol is a restriction that most sheriffs in the state currently add on their permits.
(Not to mention, allowing local sheriffs to add restrictions on their licenses is a recipe for disaster. YMMV)




Sunday, June 23, 2013

Sunday morning sleep-in #53

Back in December, (forever, in internet time) I dropped a blurb about our erstwhile hero, John McAfee.

His BLOG is still going strong, and it's as funny as ever. It's time to recommend it again, so go give it a read.

Here's a teaser for you. Definitely worth watching the whole way through. (NSFW, but great trigger discipline.)

Sportin' the "Miami-vice" shoulder rig with no shirt on is teh awesome.

How am I supposed to follow the work of a master like that with my own feeble attempts at inappropriate humor? The man takes inappropriate to a whole new level.

Ah well, here goes.

Inappropriate Humor in 3...2...

Saturday, June 22, 2013

Saturday Morning Coffee #66

Adventures in Mobile

It's Tilapia, dammit!


Inappropriate Humor in 3...2...

Friday, June 21, 2013

Empty Nest

Walking around the hotel like a zombie at 5am. In my bedroom slippers.
My hair sticking out in all directions like a clown.
An angry, unsociable clown with bad breath.

I don't want to discuss the weather with you. I want some coffee, and I want to go outside and chain smoke a few cigarettes.

Just the other morning, bright and early, Mrs B did her sleepwalking thing.

She jumped out of bed in a tizzy, and frantically went from room to room, searching for our daughter, Miss B.

I asked her what she was doing, and she said, "Where's [Miss B]? She's going to be late for school!"
I stopped her in the hallway and tried to explain to her, as gently as I could, that she had been dreaming.

The 25 years of her life that she had devoted to raising her children were over.
Our kids live in different states now, and they are doing alright on their own.

The look of sadness that stole across her face as she came fully awake was like a knife through my heart.





Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Hump Day Rule 5 - Hayden Panettiere - The Swimsuit Edition

Yes folks. This is a Hayden Panettiere redux. I'm not just getting senile.

Go see my first Hayden Panettiere Hump Day Rule 5 Post HERE.

She deserves a repeat performance, because...Hayden Panettiere.

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Larry's Mustang

Found this place up in northern Alabama, just outside of Muscle Shoals.

"Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers,
And they've been known to pick a song or two..."
(Yes we do)

C'mon, y' know the tune.


Where was I?

Oh yeah.
So I ran into this place in northern Alabama, and it reminded me of my blog-buddy Larry.

Once I moved to Chesterfield, VA., I was supposed to hook up with Larry for a beer.
That plan got blown away with my transfer down to Alabama.

Larry, next time you head down to Florida, make a detour over to B'ham.
Got some cold ones in the fridge.

Sunday, June 16, 2013

Sunday morning sleep-in #52

Laura meets Mr Palmetto Bug.

I stood perfectly still because any sudden movements startles them into attack mode and I wasn’t ready to make my hero move quite yet.

I LOL'd.

It's been so long since we lived in the tropics, I had forgotten about the amazing diversity and general heartiness of the insect population in warmer climates.

Reading Laura's account, I was reminded what happened to the old lady and me just the other night.

Y'all ain't gonna believe this shit...
Mrs B and I were standing out on the back porch at sunset, having a smoke. It was that perfect dusk...just enough light to see, but not nearly enough to be able to see anything well.
Suddenly, a V-22 Osprey buzzed past my head, missing my right ear by about 2 inches.

MSgt B - Shit!...(Crouching and swiveling his head madly. Looking for more incoming.)

Mrs B - Oh Jeez, Honey. Don't be such a puss...WHAT THE FUCK!
            (That Osprey had circled around for a second look. I think he liked her perfume.)

MSgt B - Did you get a look at him?

Mrs B - I can't see shit. It's too dark out here. I told you we should have smoked in the garage.

MSgt B - So who's the pussy now?

Mrs B - I'm going inside..

Just then, that evil bastard turns onto the downwind leg, lining up for his run on target. This move silhouetted him nicely against the light coming through the french doors from the living room.
Man, that fucker was huge. He was about the size of my thumb, maybe a little bigger, and you could see his legs hanging down and everything. (And I mean everything...I was beginning to feel a little inadequate...)

He looked like one of those bugs you see in the cheesy horror movies Mrs B likes. Right before the ground opens up, and a tentacle reaches out to snatch you into another dimension.

Mrs B threw both hands up by her head. She was either going to smack him, or she was surrendering without a shot being fired.

MSgt B - Shit, Baby. He heard you! He's trying to cut us off...swat his ass!

Mrs B - Swat him with what?

MSgt B - With your hand! Quick, he's getting away!

Mrs B - YOU swat him!

I heard this last command from over my shoulder, as I turned to continue trying to track that huge bug as he swept down and camouflaged himself in the Gardenia bush.
It was followed immediately by the sound of a french door slamming shut, and the...deadbolt...latching.

MSgt B - (Looking at Mrs B peering out through the curtains.) Baby, did you just lock the door?

Mrs B nodding her head yes.

MSgt B - What happened to "No man left behind"?

Mrs B shaking her head no.

MSgt B - Honey. You have to let me back in the house...




Oops!  Almost forgot... Happy Father's Day!

Saturday, June 15, 2013

Saturday Morning Coffee #65

Caffeine withdrawal is a mental disorder.

Thanks, David.

Just glad to do my part.

The Anti-Soma's Friday-Fuck-Off-Thread is epic.

(Kinda embarrassing how long it took me to figure out what the FFOT acronym stood for. I had to ask...)

In honor of Flag Day...

I didn't get my flag flying. The only one I have left is the big cotton monster they gave me at retirement. I don't have a full-sized flag pole to fly it from.

I didn't put together a blog post about it either.
I was too busy working my ass off to earn a living, and I feel kinda good about that.

I drove through Centre, Alabama a couple times. 
In honor of Flag Day, they put a 3x5 nylon flag up in the median of the highway for every veteran from Centre who had died in the line of duty. The base holding each flag was a cross with the name of the vet and what war they had served in.
The line of flags went on for a couple miles, and Centre is what I would refer to as one of those "quaint little towns".

These little towns around the south seem to turn out an inordinate number of hardass motherfuckers when the shooting starts.

Inappropriate Humor in 3...2...