Well, There You Have It

Dr. Jim has spoke. Physicist, engineer, telecommunications expert, ya gotta respect that. I do.
Dr. Jim could have been my big brother. I still ain’t giving up. You are welcome at the ranch anytime along with Bubba, North Texan, Angel and her beautiful children, Stackz, T Square, Irish, the Chief, Steve, any of my pals from the web.

Gettin Older

My wife is flying to Ft Worth tomorrow for a doctor’s appointment Monday. Apparently, there is not a competent endocrinologist in the RGV. She is also looking for a rheumatologist to deal with her newly discovered affliction: arthritis. (Thanks North Texan).
Fall cider is right around the corner, as I see HEB has the apple juice I use in stock now.
I have ridden my Mongoose a couple times this week.

Adios 106.7 The Eagle

I’ve had all I can stand, and I can’t stansk no more.
Holy crap. John Cafferty and The Beaver Brown Band had that lame ass hit in the eighties, and you guys play that song 4 times a day.
When is your next shipment of records coming in?
You clowns are the same ones that started that Classic C&W station aren’t you?
I am laughing…Randy Travis On the other hand..four times a day. How stupid do you think rednecks are? Assholes.
You people are amateurs.
I have shut you off.
Here is today’s quiz: In Deep Purple’s album Machine Head who was the instrumental person that made the album happen? If you don’t have a clue, then you need to find another fucking job.
I could do all your jobs because you know nothing of classic rock, because you are punks.
You want your station to work? Hire a classic rocker. Not millenials.
If I got my FCC license, I could outshine all of you because I lived the classic rock era.
Please before you ruin the real classic rock, give me a chance to revive the real thing.
Christ, the jock on the new c&w station…can’t tell if it’s a guy or a gal.

What’s With Swillary?

Swillary is within reach of the presidency. She can smell it; it’s so close. The proverbial brass ring is right there.
But wait: there are some hindrances in her way.
Her health seems to be deteriorating as of late. We all know she’s butt-ugly, and whether or not that is a disease is another issue. Her voice grates on my nerves, and usually makes me change the station, cover my ears, or leave the room.
What’s with the coughing spells? I mean, normal folks just don’t bust out coughing without something wrong. Some are saying pneumonia, but the Clintons aren’t saying the truth, and that’s nothing new.
Then there’s her tripping, stumbling, falling, cascading, leaning, crashing, passing out, yawning, lying, backpedaling, smoke and mirrors, covering up, and fainting that we’re all watching now.
Perhaps this black mass inside her that feeds on lies, is now consuming her from within.
It’s only fitting, after all…that she is so pertected that she destroys herself.
Word is that she crashed at Chelsea’s pad the day she passed out. Then emerged a body double. Is that possible? To use a double? Is it possible that there is another bitch that ugly on the planet?
Just s’posing, what if she is really sick? I read a horror story the other day where the DNC would install the infamous negress Moochelle. Talk about ugly, but that’s a horse of a different color…pun absolutely intended.
Now they say they would plug in Bernie if Swillary kicked the bucket (I can dream can’t I?) or if she actually admitted being sick.
Personally, I think Swillary would lie to her deathbed and beyond to be presidentress.
What do you think?

The Weather and Other Things

I was reading over at Rob’s place about how the temps have dropped overnight up there.

Haven’t seen any evidence of that happening here yet.

I could not get the 7 day forecast to load as it came up 4th of July weekend. It’s showing possible showers for the  next several days here.

The rain (if it actually occurs) will drop the temps some, yet on the other hand the humidity gets unbearable.

The past three days, it was over 100 here at our villa on the US/Mexico border.

It will get cooler quicker up at the ranch, but probably not very much. We probably won’t seen temps regularly out of the nineties until late October…at least in the RGV.

I hope to see more fall-like weather in the hill country this year. ‘Twill be my first.

When I make my trek northward tomorrow, I know I will see no fewer than twenty DHS/Border patrol cars lurking close to the highway before I get to the check point at Falfurrias; where, amongst other things, they will take several pictures of me and any other passengers, scan my vehicle for heavy solid objects, and check out what they can see without invading my vehicle.

It will be hot and sticky, and I cannot help wonder about those illegals that made it across the river, and are hiking across the sandy mesquite filled lands of south Texas. It would be difficult for a person even if they had ample water and food.

A buddy I met at the local oil change place, mentioned that he had a deer lease in Brooks county with a cabin. They replaced the locks and deadbolts on the doors and windows several times before they decided to leave the place open, then chase the illegals out who are there when they go hunting.

The landowners in south Texas have to go on ‘body patrols’ to find and bodies of those who did not make it. Coyotes do not eat Mexicans, or so I’ve heard.

My wife has just been diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis. It was difficult to swallow, and  now her doctor is searching for a decent rheumatologist. It is treatable. She is concerned that the school will can her because of all her absences.

She has already made a plane reservation to fly to Ft. Worth to see an endocrinologist for her thyroid problem. Apparently, there are no qualified doctors down here in the asshole of America to treat that problem suitably.

And now the arthritis.

I cannot help that the thyroid problem is the cause, or at least contributed to her newly discovered RA issue.

The local hospitals are geared towards Medicare and Medicaid, and they make billions off it.

A few years ago, Doctor’s Hospital at Renaissance got busted for Medicare fraud. Why the hell would they care about a piddly $4 billion dollar fine, when they made $400 billion?

Time to get out of this shithole. I have been unable to convince my wife to do so as of yet.

Back To The Retreat

I guess I’ve done all I can do here for now. My knee is better after donning one of them there Copper Fit Knee braces.

I went to Sam’s today and stocked up on lots of supplies, most of which will be going with me up to the ranch. I now have a huge dent in the pantry, and a very much expanding new pantry.

I have to return in October to vote. Early voting here starts October 24. Seems kinda late, but whatever.

My inspection is due in October as well, and I’ll need a new windshield to pass.

Have done much research on gardening particularly in raising potatoes. I  have ordered my crop of 1015 onion starters that should go in the ground in mid-October. I also read that here in central Texas, one can grow potatoes in the fall as well. Perhaps next September for that one.

I have more seeds coming as well. Something is eating at me saying that SHTF is just around the corner…that’s just me, but I am approaching satisfactory levels of food storage at the ranch.

I’ll need to work on a gennie for the well if power goes out, then some serious water filtering, but other than that, and some basic perimeter shoring up, I should be all right.

I can’t help driving away wondering if I’ll see my wife again, or if she has the capacity to store a bug out bag in her car and keep the tank full to make a break for it if she needs.

My internet use there is very sporadic at best. Cricket said I could set my phone up as a Wi-Fi hotspot, then attach my computer to the internet through it. I have not experimented as of yet. There is no other alternative.

I’ll miss Dr Jim’s continuing Supra Project, and Titty Tuesday at Bubba’s. Stackz is always an interesting read, even though he has scaled back. Busted Knuckles is always up to speed as well. Remus is only once a week, but he’s got tons of info there. I’ll keep up the best I can. PP is a good reference for us gardener/farmers to see how weather affects the rest of us.

I got some serious garden maintenance to do, and I hope I’m up for it.

I’m bringing my Mongoose along, and plan to cut down my caloric intake to about 1200 a day.

Facebook Is Not Your Friend And Other Current Horrors

I found this at Remus’s Woodpile Report


Facebook got dangled in front of the American public as a titillating idea. Many flocked to it, many use it on a daily basis to announce their daily accomplishments, activities, family photos, and more.

It was genius. Zuckerberg and pals started it as a college thing and now it is the biggest information gatherer for the US government since Google. FB is worth billions, as is Google for its value in advertising and to the feds.

Facebook is the feds number one method of gathering information on citizens and the citizens beg to be seen and heard.

Oh, by the way, Google is not your friend either.

The feds blackmailed Bill Gates too. Anyone recall a few years ago when the feds took ol’ Bill to court for anti-trust violations, and then….nothing?

Windows 10 is not your friend. It is the friend of the feds, however.

Also from the Woodpile Report


What’s going to happen in the election if something happens to Swillary?


Is there something wrong with her or has her body finally revolted and can no longer tolerate the spew of vomit and lies?

Will Obamski cancel the election and crown himself king?

DHS has recently declared (no doubt the white house has something to do with this) that the national election is critically important to the infrastructure of the country, so they will take charge. Also from Woodpile Report


Just give the fox the key to the henhouse why doncha?


Bill Clinton’s Amazing Military Career

> �
> You didn’t know he had a military career?
> �
> Bill and Hillary got a combined $20 million for their to-be written memoirs.�
> Here’s some help for them since their memories are getting old.
> �
> Bill Clinton registered for the draft on September 08, 1964,
> accepting all contractual conditions of registering for the
> draft.� His Selective Service Number was 326 46 228.
> �
> Bill Clinton is classified 2-S on Nov. 17, 1964.
> �
> Bill Clinton is reclassified 1-A on March 20, 1968.
> �
> Bill Clinton is directed. to report for induction on July 28, 1969.
> �
> Bill Clinton refused to report and was not inducted into the military.
> �
> Bill Clinton is reclassified 1-D after enlisting in the U. S.
> Army Reserve on August 7, 1969, under the authority of COL. E. Holmes
> �
> Clinton signed his enlistment papers and took the oath of enlistment into the Army Reserve.
> �
> Bill Clinton failed to report to his duty station at the University
> of Arkansas ROTC, in September 1969.
> �
> Bill Clinton was reclassified 1-A on October 30, 1969, as his enlistment
> with the Army Reserve is revoked by Colonel E. Holmes and Clinton now is considered
> AWOL and subject to arrest under Public Law 90-40 (2)� (a) – ”
> registrant who has failed to report .. remains liable for induction.
> �
> Bill Clinton’s birthdate lottery number is 311, drawn December 1,
> 1969, but anyone who has already been ordered to report for
> induction is ineligible!
> �
> Bill Clinton runs for Congress (1974), while a fugitive from justice
> under Public Law 90-40.
> �
> Bill Clinton runs for Arkansas Attorney General (1976), while a
> fugitive from justice.
> �
> Bill Clinton receives a pardon on January 21, 1977, from President Jimmy Carter.
> �
> Bill Clinton becomes the FIRST PARDONED FEDERAL FELON ever to serve
> as President of the United States.
> �
> All these facts come from Freedom of Information requests, public
> laws, and various books that have been published, and have not been
> refuted by Clinton.
> �
> After the 1993 World Trade Center bombing, President Clinton
> promised that those responsible would be hunted down and punished.
> �
> After the 1995 bombing in Saudi Arabia, which killed five U.S.
> Military personnel, Clinton promised that those responsible would be
> hunted down and punished.
> �
> After the 1996 Khobar Towers bombing in Saudi Arabia , which killed
> 19 and injured 200 U.S. Military personnel, Clinton promised that
> those responsible would be hunted down and punished.
> �
> After the 1998 bombing of U.S. Embassies in Africa, which killed 224
> and injured 5,000, Clinton promised that those responsible would be
> hunted down and punished.
> �
> After the 2000 bombing of the USS Cole, which killed 17 and injured
> 39 U.S. Sailors, Clinton promised that those responsible be hunted
> down and punished.
> �
> Maybe if Clinton had kept those promises, an estimated 3,000 people
> in New York,� Washington, D.C. and Pennsylvania who are now dead
> would be alive today.�
> �
> It is a strange turn of events.�
> Hillary gets $8 Million for her forthcoming memoir and
> Bill gets about $12 Million for his memoir yet to be written.�
> This from two people who spent 8 years being unable to recall
> anything about past events while under oath.
> �
> Sincerely,
> Cdr. Hamilton McWhorter USN (ret)
> �
Then there’s this

I wonder how wide that strip of yellow on Willie’s back really is…

Vewy Phirosophical



























What are your views/opinions/dislikes of AR kits? This particular one would be unregistered as the lower receiver is “manufactured” by you.
Comes with a jig too.
Of course, you can purchase their “kit” with upper included for around $700.
Check out the video at the link on the actual rebuild. All one needs is a drill press, and an X-Y cross vice, relatively inexpensive additions to any shop.

Home For the Weekend

I say ‘home’. It’s difficult to discern which is really home. Well, not really.

The ranch is ours, yet I still consider the house on the border as ‘home’.
I made real good time this trip. 4 hours to the off ramp from the ranch driveway. I did not bring the trailer this trip.
My knee has been giving me a hard time for a couple weeks now, and I figured that I might as well sit on my ass at home, than at the ranch.
Phase 2 of the gardening is now complete which just entailed another wheelbarrow of composted manure on each garden, then recovered with the black plastic. My Mantis till now falls to the fender of the unit, as the soil is so loose.
The Mantis tiller people finally sent me my gift card. I have been fighting them for three months now. I shall have to print a retraction on a former post rectifying this.
The ding dang Bermuda grass got so tightly wrapped around the center of the tine shaft assembly, that the grass popped out the bearing cup. I managed to tap it back into place and hope it will not need more attention, although it is just wishful thinking. I sent them an email with my concerns, and have as of yet not heard back from them.
As usual, there are things that have gotten broken during my absence, including our laser printer, and the Polaris pool cleaner…again.
The printer, a Kyocera FS-1010 has a separator pad gone bad…10 years old. They don’t last forever. It just got hard and no longer offers enough friction to separate the sheets. We’ll have to buy an entire cassette as the pad is no longer available by itself to the tune of about $90. I tried to rough it up (it’s just a piece of cork) but helped very little in preventing double feeds.
I have not investigated the Polaris yet. The ding dang neighbor’s kids slipped through a loose board in the fence and literally trashed the pool and the back yard while I was away. My wife called the landlord, who was our neighbor for many years, and told them. I told her to call the police. The people denied it, although they could not explain how the loose board got magically fixed. The police questioned the kids briefly. Hopefully, they got the fear of God put into them.
I plan to return to the ranch, bringing the small deep freeze I got at Sam’s a couple months ago. I have a spot picked out for it at the ranch. I plan to haul it with the frozen goods, packed with some dry ice.

Will try to just take it easy and heal the knee for a few days before attempting any hard manual labor.
When I arrived at the ranch at my last trip south, it rained the entire trip back up pulling the trailer. I hauled a fold out couch with all the cushions, a dining room set with 2 leaves and six chairs (Ethan Allen), and a queen size bed with frame in preparation for an influx of expected guests we thought may be attending Pop’s funeral.
I hired a couple guys to wrap everything in tarps and duct tape for the trip and was largely successful.
That was the last of the rain. We got about six inches in four days. That was the 19th. Amazing how green the yard got after the rains. The deer flourish after rainfall.

Eagle San Antonio Classic Rock FM

I can take it no longer. This relatively new radio station pats themselves on the back with great regularity regarding how great they are.

“San Antonio’s only classic rock station” is their feeble claim to shame.

Ha! Don’t make me laugh.

In the world of classic rock, your station is a joke. Why? I’m gonna give you a free gift, and tell you how to improve your station to the point where we classic rockers would be proud to put a window sticker of your station on our vehicles.
I have seen much better stations than yours fold that play much more variety than you.
You will not last long if you do not broaden your scope.
Smart folks will get tired of Tom Petty, Motley Crue, John Melloncamp, Def Lepard, and the rest of the crap you play over, and over and over and over again. Adios muchachos. You will end up tossed out the window with your sister station kkyx. Can only stand only so much Randy Travis.

First, classic rock started in the sixties; not the eighties. Most of the music you play is eighties music. Big hair bands? Technically, but stop bombarding us with that music. Sometimes I think you should call yourselves the Tom Petty channel. Geez, enough already. Pink Floyd did more albums than The Wall, Dark Side Of The Moon, and Wish You Were Here. C’MON man. Knock the dust off those classics like Meddle, Animals, and The Division Bell and play ’em. Do you guys know who founded the band? Do you even know the title of the first album?
Holy crap. If I gotta hear U2 In The Name Of Love again, I think I might shoot my radio. Ever hear of no repeat Thursday? Where’s Heart? Two hits from Dreamboat Annie and Barracuda and that’s it?
Where’s The Who? All I ever hear is We Don’t Get Fooled Again.
Where’s Badfinger? Yardbirds? What famous guitarist emerged from that band?
Chambers Brothers? Bob Dylan? You guys are out there waving the Eagle Desert concert with him but you don’t play any. You have Ian Anderson introducing himself, but you don’t play any Jethro Tull.
And someone please ‘splane to me for cryin’ loud, why you introduce Roger Waters as being from Pink Floyd? Hell, every classic rocker knows that.
And where are The Doors? L.A. Woman?
It’s almost like you are tryin to redefine the genre of classic rock to suit your demographics.
Classic rockers are at retirement age.
You have a responsibility to maintain classic rock and present it in its pure form; all of it.
Rod Stewart?
Janis Joplin?
Seals and Crofts?
Ted Nugent?
Frank Marino?
Jeff Beck?
Eric Clapton? Sorry, Layla was done by Derek and the Dominos.
Emerson, Lake, and Palmer?
Hamilton, Joe Frank, and Reynolds?
Yes besides 90125?
Stevie Wonder?
Jimi Hendrix?
CSN? That’s Crosby, Stills, and Nash
Deep Purple? Besides Machine Head.
Five Man Electrical Band?
Led Zeppelin; Communications Breakdown and Led Zeppelin II.
Buffalo Springfield?
You don’t play any Neil Young even though you advertise him on the concert you’re promoting.

You guys (and gal) are teachers now. It’s up to you to try to convey to the younger folks what classic rock was all about. We classic rockers LIVED through it.
Enough of Journey already! We tolerated them back in the day, but please cut back on plays in a 24 hour period.
You play a blurb about John Lennon’s death, but you don’t play him either.

eighties rock sucks hind titty to the real thing. Your station does that; sucks hind titty to the real thing. Live with it because you will not last long.

I cannot believe the shit that spews forth from your station. You fuckers really believe that classic rock began in the eighties. If I could Would burn your station to the ground.

Who is Kitty? A broken down cigarette smoking old bag you found in an alley somewhere? Geez lady, keep it in your pants with regards to the ” most interesting man in the world”

The more I listen the more I realize how lame you are. My only alternative is classic country (yawn).

We’re In Some Trouble Now

We’ve got Robert de Niro telling everyone that “Trump is nuts

We all know that de Niro is a very wealthy hypocritical liberal who made the bulk of his fortune on guns in movies, and now criticizes them.

I’ve been listening a lot to KTSA talk radio out of San Antonio, and they lean a little to the right.

It was suggested that Trump was hired by the Clintons to get the nomination, then screw it up giving the presidency to Swillary.

Trump was doing OK until after the DNC and now the polls show Shrillary leading. Of course, there is the old saying “figgers lie and liars figger” meaning polls can change during the day.

The media is so behind Swillary that it makes me vomit. CNBpuke, CNpuke are leading the way as Swillary’s largest supporters, twisting and re-examining everything coming out of Trump HQ to the point where it is saturating the air.

It is also strongly suggested that the upcoming election will be rigged.

I am going to tell you all something about today’s technology. I worked in the copier business 35 years. Every single time you make a copy today, send a print job to a copier, send a fax through a copier, scan a document to your PC or your flash drive, the copier takes a picture of that document, and stores it on the copier hard drive.

Any technician who sets up a copier has all the passwords he needs to access said hard drive, and download any and every piece of data on it.

For example, if John goes to the hospital and has surgery on his shoulder, every document associated with the surgery can be off loaded from it. Pictures, billing, insurance information, cost, and even video and audio files passed through the copier can be obtained.

Voting machines, I assure you are a lot less technical than today’s copiers. A voter walks up to a touch screen terminal (which we used to call dumb terminals) places his/her vote, and the data is sent to a server.

Then when the polls close, all accumulated data is sent to yet another server where all the votes are tallied.

Any computer on any network can be hacked and I think you and I are seeing that more and more every day.

The software that runs the voting machines has to be maintained and updated from time to time. It would be too costly to have a technician go to each voting precinct and do the update, so it is done remotely.

Again, who is to say that a technician couldn’t run an additional program that changes all the Trump votes to Swillary before it is sent to the big tally server? You think about it.

In the 2012 election, I watched precinct after precinct come in with obamski having 100% of the votes, and even 103% of the votes in a precinct.

No freaking way, man. No freaking way.

There is always some clown who will write in Ted Nugent or Arnold Schwarzenegger.

There is no precedent for a rigged national election. The loser loses, and the cheater gets to be president.

The democrats cannot win without cheating.

Swillary was diagnosed with dementia recently.

Well, we knew she is sick, and it’s nice to see something published to that effect.

It’s gonna be a real mud slinger.

Back Home Briefly

In anticipation of in influx of family to the ranch, I decided to pull the trailer home and load up with some furniture to allow visitors to stay in the bunkhouse.

My knee started acting up and I hobbled a couple days while still at the ranch. The compensation has caused my calf to be sore now as well. Getting old is a bitch. You younger folks appreciate your youth.

I came home also to recuperate as at the ranch, there are no chairs, say for two and they are not very comfortable.

A couple days of very light duty at home will aid in my recuperation…hopefully.

A pic of my new trailer

A 5×8 utility trailer. I added the 2×12 walls to hold the horse manure. I have had one load so far and gotten it added to the raised gardens.

A nice load of partially composted horse manure.

I had to empty it to head home. I got almost all of it into the gardens. I didn’t bring my camera home to upload garden pics.

OK let’s review: 5 raised gardens; about 100 sq feet per garden. My Mantis tiller is perfect for tilling the gardens and its sharp tines chew through almost anything. I put several wheelbarrows full of manure in each garden and tilled it in. Then I wet it heavily, and covered it again with the plastic sheeting. That was Phase 1.

Phase 2 is a repeat of Phase 1, but the soil is much more easily tilled.

My trip back was interesting as I ran straight into a very strong headwind. With the weight of the trailer, my truck pretty much stayed in passing gear the last half of the trip, using almost an entire tank of gas after a fill up in George West, Texas. That’s 150 miles on almost 16 gallons. The engine got really hot too.

I had the oil changed when I got here, and instead of 5W 20, I went with 10W 30 as the oil pressure gauge twitch so fast, I couldn’t even see the needle as it was a blur. Oil too thin Keemosabe.

The last change I ran a quart of Marvel Mystery Oil in the crankcase as well. This change was straight oil. I would have preferred to run pure 30W but they don’t use it. Guess I’m old school, but one does not need multi viscosity oil in Texas in the summer.

Got a haircut from my usual barber and had him trim my beard as well as my grooming tools are still here.

Another concern is the safety of the trailer; not getting stolen. I have a case hardened long shackle Master that locks the ball lock and I bought an 8ft cable that runs through the rim and around the leaf spring. At least it will slow them down. Better check on insurance too.

I had really wanted to just put a ball on my bumper and use that, but the bumper is too high so I had to buy a hitch and have it installed. I also had to purchase a new spare for the pickup as the one I had was the original (14 years old). I really wanted a  spare tire and rim for the trailer, but did not want to wait to order the rim.

Service for Pop is set for Friday at his home church where I will speak and the wife will play piano. Any further participation by family is unknown to me.

My youngest brother will be coming alone as all his kids are smack dab in the middle of the first week of school.

My wife also will miss two days of her first week of school.

It seems that we have accommodated all others, and the family is the one that is suffering the most. The church was unable to have the service on Saturday due to a previously scheduled fund raiser they had been planning.

Cousins from North Dakota will be driving down as Pop was the last uncle of nine kids.


The Legend Is Gone

My pop passed away last night. They said he went peacefully while sleeping. I suppose given a choice, I would just as soon go that way as well. As Kenny Rogers put it “he broke even”.
My brother and sister in law met me at the home and we cleaned out his room.
Sigh. We all knew it would happen, but it’s different getting slapped with a harsh dose of reality.

Out for a while

I’ll be out of internet range for I don’t know how long.

Vacation is over.

I have much to do and I am fresh out of excuses.

The wife will be taking her car as well and spend a couple weeks at our retreat.

The priority is getting the gardens starting to compost. I have some stuff to start that but will have to purchase a utility trailer to haul horse manure.

Will take the weedeater to cut the weeds close in the gardens, then add peat moss, then a bunch of tea bags and coffee grounds and vegetable chunks I have been saving…to start. Then will cover the gardens with black plastic sheeting while shopping for a trailer. I am hoping the sheeting will kill all the weeds and Bermuda grass while at the same time, starting the process of composting.

I will have to repair a busted PVC in the irrigation line to one of the gardens too. Shouldn’t be a problem, and that always brings up Murphy’s 14th Law

Anything you try to do yourself will take longer and cost more than you thought.

Bring it on, Murphy.

The master bath toilet is still not working, and am strongly considering just replacing it with a real toilet instead of the newfangled one that I cannot seem to find parts for.

I am looking forward to using the Mantis tiller for the gardens. Too bad, the tiller is so good and the company uses sleazy tactics to get people to buy their stuff.


Happy Birthday America! 240 Years Old

How fitting. 240 years ago today, the Declaration Of Independence was signed, and the Revolutionary War went into full swing.

Technically, the Constitution wasn’t drafted until 1789, as well as the First Ten Amendments, better known as the Bill of Rights.

Here we are today, and the word “revolution” is more than a whisper mentioned in passing.

Revolution is on our minds every time we listen to a speech by anyone speaking pro gun control, because those of us gun owners will not give them back, register them, or let them be taken from us; period.

Supposedly, there are 3 million private gun owners in the country. I would wager my left testicle that there are more than that. Even three million armed civilians are more than there are in our current military. Of course, now that the Feds have armed the IRS, game wardens, park rangers, and other federal employees, the armed feds are increasing. So be it. I’ll bet my other testicle that you and I could out shoot an IRS employee any day of the week and twice on Sunday.

The guns are the first thing they will take. Then, they will take everything else.

More and more, we the general public are seeing more brazen local law enforcement and even state troopers illegally confiscating stealing arms and cash from law abiding civilians across the country.

Sounds like the LEOs are already afraid of us civvies. I’m tellin’ ya, one too many more incidents like that, ’twill be the catalyst that will start the uprising. Remember ‘the shot heard ’round the world’?

obamski and his admin have passed so many bullshit laws that chances are, on a normal day, you and I break one or two. We are over regulated…remember King George?

It’s almost an everyday thing now; the cops had the wrong address and kicked in doors and may or may not have shot and killed innocents in pursuit of a drug warrant. Dumbass cops. Liars. Cowards.

The Supreme Court recently ruled that cops can pull you over and search your car and home too without a warrant. That is wrong. The Bill of Rights is very specific on that; it’s called the Sixth Amendment.

In a recent interview, Swillary commented on the Second Amendment, beginning her sentence with the words “if the Second Amendment is valid” blah blah blah. I hope she has an aneurysm caused by one of her coughing fits.

The democrats have to cheat to win. Remember the Sandy Hook Hoax? The dems are so afraid of us gun toting civilians that they have to make up shit to get the public behind them and their fascist, gun controlling attitudes. Don’t kid yourselves. The Sandy Hook shooting was nothing more than a half-assed lame FEMA drill.

Eric Holder, former Attorney General of the US, got involved with an ATF scam to get guns into Mexico, then recapture them saying “See? See? We have to stop selling guns to keep them from the cartels!”

What they didn’t count on was a US Border Patrol agent getting killed with one of them. Someone pointed a finger at Holder, accusing him of knowing about it and the only defence he has is “it’s because I’m a Negro, ain’t it?” Chickenshit asshole.

Democrats are mentally incapable of accepting responsibility. In fact, that’s what they preach. They think it’s OK and hence, have millions of followers: who don’t want any responsibility either because it’s easier that way.

Did you know that if you sell a home or property, and you make money on it, that the feds now take 3% of your profit? That’s your unwilling contribution to obamacare. It’s called taxation without representation.

Then there is the political machine in DC. It is a seemingly unstoppable snowball rolling downhill, picking up more and more politicians, kickbacks, benefits, corruption, the list goes on. Even the good guys aren’t the good guys any more. It’s getting to the point where the only way to stop it is to pull the plug. Fire everyone and send ’em home. Here comes the “R” word again.

The best disguise you can wear these days is a burka. No one will mess with  you. For me, my six foot height and size 14 feet would give me away, not to mention I’d have to wear glasses on the outside of the mask thingy.

Then there is the obamski admin that keeps passing bullshit laws and giving hundreds of millions of dollars to some bullshit science project that wants to study the sex life of the yellow bellied humming moth or some bullshit art studio that teaches kids how to draw symbols of being a raghead. Where does he think the money comes from?

Did you hear about Moochelle’s visit to Morocco and her pledge to give hundreds of millions of dollars to educate girls there? That cost you and I $600,000 just for one night. Someone please tell me why the first bitch is making policy and giving away my money. Oh yeah, she takes her rugrats wherever she goes now too. Like a couple of lap dogs.

I hope I have the opportunity to oppose and be heard when the revolution approaches. I have two children, and it would not be right to leave them to fight this monstrosity by themselves.

Happy Birthday America. I am proud to be an American. I am no longer proud of what America does.

Why Do We Do It

This year as seen some great blogs shut down; Bubba, Stackz, Orbitup is still out there but not blogging any more, and more recently Howard from Preparedness Advice has announced that he is shutting down. Not going out of town, quitting.

Remember Remus a couple years ago shut down? and he came back.

Why do we do this? Do we have something to say to the world? Is this just an outlet for us to think people are listening to our rants?

I don’t know.

It does seem risky to a point to kind of hang our ass out the window going down the busy street on Saturday night.

Poking fun (or worse) at the political machine and more often then not, the president. Call attention to ourselves, yet assume another identity or keep our real identity hidden.

Are we just thumbing our noses at the ‘establishment’? Come and get me! And then, well, some do disappear, don’t they? one way or another?

Do we think we’re doing good? Perhaps. Maybe one new person stumbled onto my blog and discovered the world of prepping. Maybe he or she understood my rant, and are now on board. Perhaps now they too, started their own blog about something they are passionate about.

When I’m up at the ranch, I  miss not being able to do this.

Do I think people flock to my blog to see what classic rock song I posted today? nah, although it’s a subject I am passionate about.

Do people check my posts to see how the world of prepping has advanced since yesterday? nah, although I consider myself a serious prepper, and have moved on to the next phase of that

X’s great wisdom? nope

X’s sharp wit? nah

Joke of the Day? nah

Classic Corner? nope.

So what is it?

Perhaps a connection. Maybe once you stumbled onto my blog and read something that made you say to your self ‘damn right!’ or ‘I remember that song’!

X is not philosophical. Most of the stuff I write is not deep. Truthfully, until 2010, I didn’t give a damn about anything political.

What happened? I became informed. I started my blog about a condition that my youngest son has. I felt that because I “put it out there” others could see and read about it, and that I did something. 

The first bloggers I followed, I don’t follow any more. Maybe I grew past them, maybe after reading them daily, I got to know them and dumped them, discovering that I really didn’t like them after all, or I no longer saw eye to eye with them.

Through links and links I discovered the ones I show and follow now. My blogroll changes weekly. People fall out of favor. Others drop out of site. Some just fade away.

I fear that soon, I may be dropping off as well.

I will say this; I am really concerned about the upcoming election. I fear we may have never seen the mudslinging like it will be done for the November elections.

I also have a fear in the back of my brain that says the Democrats will rig the election (again), and win.

China is poised with its finger on the button.

N. Korea is same.

Muslims are infiltrating our country daily, and ISIS continues to take responsibility for cowardly acts of terrorism.

Tens of thousands of immigrants are coming across our southern borders daily, and are being relocated to centers near you.

Islam is now taught in our schools.

Radiation from the Fukahsima reactor disaster has caused a 200% increase in various cancers in western US.

Our own president wants to disarm us, as do all liberals.

The Middle East is in total chaos.

56,000 guns are being sold in this country on a daily basis.

The word “revolution” is now more than just a passing thought.

For years, I thought this song was “A Summer’s Day”. It took me a long time to figure out I was wrong.

X’s Classical Corner: Maurice Ravel

Maurice Ravel’s most famous work is Bolero. I came upon this by accident.

Ravel was technically a composer from the Impressionist and High Modern periods.

FF to 39:47

This is a ballet

Now for the banter so far

Up at 6:30 today as it is Saturday and that means getting to the grocery store early so as to beat all other shoppers and not wait in line. Somehow, recent events have whittled away at my desire to get up early and beat the crowds.

Back home by 7:30 and unpacked refrigerated stuff, and headed balls to the wall to the barber shop. Used to be on Saturday, if one did not get there by 7:30 on Saturday, one was in for a wait.

When I arrived, there was a guy in the chair, and one waiting, and four came in after me. Oh well, out by 8:20, and now off to Lowe’s.

The carpenter ants have attacked my crepe myrtle and the ash tree so I bought some surface spray to put on the trunk for now and some granular ant poison for the yard.

After I got home from Lowe’s, I loaded up the pickup with 11 empty five gallon water jugs and headed to the Watermill for filling.

Unloaded and arranged LILO in the garage. Oh yeah, I also picked up a 10 lb bag ice from there $1.25. Not bad.

Then use the fertilizer spreader to walk the ant poison over the front yard. A brief watering in after that, and I set up the sprinkler for tomorrow morning. We are only allowed to water with sprinklers Wednesday and Sunday 6-10 am and 6-10 pm.

I set my sprinkler up today, then up at 6 tomorrow (even earlier…who’s to know at that hour?) stagger outside and just turn it on, then back to bed.

So now I’m done with the chores. Had planned to go to Sam’s but am bushed. Took a shower as I was pig sweaty after unloading all those jugs.

I’m not even hungry.

Did some preliminary organizing of stuff to haul back to the ranch on Tuesday. My wife bought a set of dishes and glasses. I am bringing several bottles of wine from our TCM wine club to my new neighbors at the ranch. They are retired cops and do like their fine wines. They pick up my mail and are ever watchful of events that may or may not occur at my place across the way.

I also picked up a set of knives in a butcher block, and case of Duraflame logs for 8 bucks.

My stay here turned out to be much longer than originally planned, so probably much of the stuff I had in the fridge up there will have gone bad. Probably a trip to the store will be in order. First, I will have to pay the hired man. I will have owed him for three weeks upon my arrival. He will be glad to see me.


July 1 banter

First, some tunes…do yourself a favor and put on your phones

Took a shower today. Since all I have been doing is sitting on my butt in air conditioned comfort, I don’t shower daily.

At this point, I am planning to head back to the ranch on Tuesday; for how long, I don’t know. That means blogging will come to a screeching halt after the 4th.

After my shower, it’s the usual. Take the BP meds, and cook breakfast. Today, I cooked the rest of the raw flour tortillas. There were five of them. That will give me about three days of breakfast tacos.

Will probably add bacon, eggs, and potatoes to the tacos and top with cheese, wrapping them in foil and warming to cheese melt temp in  the toaster oven. Or maybe my favorite: egg, chopped tomato and cheese. The tomatoes go in after the cheese has melted. OK, talked myself into it.

Three eggs

Just going to make two tacos today. I got gypped on one of them…

Almost done

Time to fill

Now the cheese

Now to wrap

Bring  foil up and over taco. That’s the next one underneath, and fold sides in and roll.

Now off to the toaster oven for about 10 minutes; depends how hot it is. Mine is ts 150°.

Ahhh. Nice glob of melted cheese

Now smother with chopped tomato. Mine was soaking in some salsa verde for a little ‘kick’. You can always add pico de gallo or your favorite salsa.

Roll back up and find your place at the table and enjoy. They were good.

Can’t figure why all the pics disappeared. Since WordPress now wants me to “upgrade” to the premium plan for $99 so I can upload pics again. I found a way to do it without paying the MAN. I uploaded the pics to another WordPress site which has not reached its upload limit, and just copied them and pasted to this post.

Then I deleted them from the other site. Then they disappeared. The last pics with the tomatoes were deleted too, yet they are still visible.

Now my daily dose of prune juice. It’s good thing I don’t wander far from home. When the PJ kicks in, there is little warning.

You need to read this from Brock Townsend

Time For Some Soul…and more banter

Changed my mind. Here’s some Stevie Ray Vaughn


The pool turned green again; this time while I was here. No excuse except I’ve been keeping my leg elevated, trying to stay off it.

Anyway, the Polaris cratered and was forced to get a new another one. Those guys are every bit of $700 new. I found a used one on Ebay for $300.

Today seemed like as good as any day to get started and fix the pool for the wife.

I sent her out  yesterday to buy some pool shock, which is concentrated chlorine (68% calcium hypochlorite). When I first arrived here nearly three weeks ago, it was green as well because the chlorine tabs had run out.

The chlorinating tower holds maybe ten 3″ tablets, I usually put in eight, and they last about two weeks.

So, the Polaris came in last week, and has been sitting on the living room floor. It came complete; with all hoses and fittings. Pretty handy; all I had to do was screw on the upper hose fitting.

The adaptor that screws into the plumbing on the side of the pool where the Polaris attaches, was broken, and it came a new one of those too.

Actually, I got up early for nothin’ because I was done with the pool in less than half an hour. Now just let the Polaris clean it up and soon it will be clean, blue, and sparkling…before the wife even gets up.

I requested the pool shock that comes in 1 lb bags; that way we know that we’re well, getting a pound into the pool. She came home with a 25 lb bucket of pool shock powder. At least it came with a scoop.

I filled the chlorinator with tabs and made a round around the pool emptying a full scoop of shock.

Here I am a couple hours later, and the pool is still green, but it’s now all in the water; not on the sides and bottom. The bottom looks debris free so the Polaris is doing its job. The Polaris looks like it might need an adjustment on the rear jet to keep if from surfing on top of the pool. No biggy.

I went ahead and added a gallon of Chlorox just now to be certain to knock out the algae.

I cooked and ate breakfast and cleaned up the breakfast dishes. Today, it was thick sliced bacon, and what I call X’s Mexican Omelette.

3 eggs beaten  until fluffy…add to fairly hot non stick pan, but not too hot. Cook until top almost set, then flip carefully.

Now add sliced jalepenos, and grated cheddar on one half, then fold empty half over. Cook a few minutes, then flip, then top.

Top with Wolf brand chili, Ranch Style beans, and more cheddar. I usually put my plate over the pan for a few minutes to trap the heat and melt the cheddar a little. It also heats the plate enough so you’re not putting your hot omelette onto a cold plate.

Nothing but a memory now.

I found this today

The pool was still green at around 1:00 when the wife got up. I went out to check why. I happened to check the filter pressure and it was up to 25 psi…way too high. That means it is clogged.

So a backflush was necessary. Normal pressure is about 8 psi and will work OK until it reaches around 17 psi. After that, we run the risk of the filter collapsing on itself.

By late afternoon, the pool is much clearer.

The Daily Banter 6/29…Time for Tunes

Holy crap…July 1 is the day after tomorrow. Really sneaks up don’t it?

My wife was so excited that she got to sleep in today. The days that I sleep in just means that I take my BP meds late. Better to just get up and get ‘er done.

I read another article a few days ago about bacon and cholesterol. I am anxiously awaiting six thick sliced hunks o’ bacon as part of my breakfast.

My foot is about the same. It usually takes a downturn late in the day.

One of the reasons I got up today was dreams. WTF? The past couple of nights I had the weirdest dreams and I was unable to stop them without getting up, and finally, just get up  altogether.

Lots of theories about dreams out there. One is you are all parts of  your dream. I won’t dispute that.

The last dream I had I was trying to pick up a typewriter and a calculator I had in for repair at an office machine store. (I worked as an office machine repair technician in the ’70’s, ’80’s, and early ’90’s.)

It was right at closing time and all the doors were locked and it was Friday. There was only one unlocked door and I kept getting my foot caught in some wire that prevented me from getting inside.

When I finally got in, the total bill was only six dollars. It was an old SCM manual typewriter and a mechanical adder but I needed help to carry them out, and everyone was leaving. I kept getting my foot stuck in the wire and they  kept  locking the door.

I got the hell outa that dream pronto. The other two I don’t remember, as I got up and peed. By the time I got back to sleep, my mind had set up another nightmare.

I’ve been cutting back on my drinking, and that keeps me from sleeping hard.

Time for Tunes from the seventies

Anyone own a compound bow or compound crossbow?

Barnett Jackal Crossbow Package, Camouflage

This is a Barnett Jackal compound crossbow; about $170 at amazon.com

315 feet per second…and silent.

Banter for today: 6/28

My wife has a tutoring student this morning at 11:00 for two hours.

I am certain that her tutoring has kept us in the black during the Dark Times.

I got up a little earlier to cook and eat breakfast as I disappear when she has students.

Today I made egg, tomato, and cheese tacos. I bought some raw white flour tortillas and cooked a couple of them in very hot pan, then cooked three eggs, put them in the tacos with lots of grated cheddar, and let them meld together in the toaster oven at 155° for fifteen minutes.

Meanwhile, I ground up some Columbian coffee beans and made a pot of coffee, and I heated some water for iced tea later. For that I usually heat about 2 quarts of water in the m/w for 9 minutes, and pour the hot water over a gallon tea bag; or a buttload of the smaller ones, and let it steep;  usually until it cools to room temp. It’s not planned, it’s just convenient.

I prefer my coffee with a huge dose of Irish Cream and a whiff of half/half. The Columbian is a nice alternative to my usual Dunkin’ Donuts coffee I get from Sam’s…and yes, two cups of coffee will often times get me enough of a buzz for a nap later.

I had a little incident with the kid last night. I saw her carry a giganto bag out of her room out the front door. I knew what it was, yet I was compelled to express my displeasure.

The garbage people come on Monday. Sunday afternoon, she hauled another two giganto bags of garbage from her room out to the trash barrel. I could not help but smile she’s finally catching on I thought.

The idea is to get all the ding dang garbage out Sunday so that everything is gone: poof! No fresh trash in the house. Get it? ‘Course ya do.

But Monday night? The kid hauls out a 13 gallon bag of cat litter? to sit outside in the high nineties temps for a week? WTF? The scary thing is that this is a relatively normal everyday fucked up thing that she does.

The proper way to do the kitty litter is to use a scoop full of holes that filters out the turds, but leaves the litter intact. Then, one takes the bag of turds out to the trash. This operation should be done daily so as not to stink up the house with catshit odor. The kid has discovered yet another shortcut in her miserable life that involves emptying the entire load of litter into the trash barrel once a week (or tow) and replacing the entire volume of litter. So damn busy, ya know.

My wife and I were watching TV when the kid came home. She had been out all day. We don’t know if she went to class as she disappeared at 9:30 in the morning.

I paused the movie and the wife asked me “what are you doing?”

I merely answered “I am preparing for the interrogation.”

When the kid returned after dumping her humongous bag of catshit into my trash barrel, I asked her “do you know what day this is?” I love being indirect.

She hung her head ’cause she knew she was busted.

“What was in the bag?”

“Cat litter, I forgot.”

“Now that bag of cat shit will sit outside my garage for a week and will stink to high heaven by the time the trash comes again!” I shoulda got an Oscar.


I started the movie, and she went back to her room, and she left a few minutes later. She has not returned.

Side story: she is only a couple of hours away from a degree in biology. She failed the organic chemistry the first time she took it, and she is currently taking it again; in a summer session.

I’m sure she will fail it, as she lies about attending classes.

My foot is still bothering me, but not as bad. That will change as the day goes by. This morning, it’s the arch that is the most painful. I wonder if I coulda broke a bone.

My pop sent me a check for a grand. My brother gave me a heads up saying that pop felt bad that I was pouring all this money into replacing stuff that I had already paid for. Shucks.

My sister in law is a huge gardening fan, and was so looking forward to visiting the ranch, and working in my gardens this summer. Originally she was going to come down mid-July and stay for a week. The plans were changed to July 8, and my wife has decided to put a halt to the visit altogether, due mostly to my foot that is stubborn to heal in a timely manner. At this point, there are no plans to return.

Check back later today. I will update.

I gotta plan my disappearance; meaning snack food and entertainment. I could just nap, but then it would be 1:00. Much too early to wake up from a nap.

I could disassemble my PC, and air out the dust bunnies. Something wrong with the video slot and now sound card; damn Dells.

I could drag out the Beretta and give it a good oiling.

Take inventory on the .22 WMR rounds.

I’ll be hobbling back to my own little room around 10:55.

The wife is up now eating her breakfast.

I’ll need to remember to drink my prune juice. Yeeees, it keeps me regular. I used to laugh at old farts at the grocery store buying prune juice. Damn, it’s a bitch getting old. Since I’ll be in close proximity to the bathroom for a couple of hours, might be a prudent idea.


snuck back through the kitchen to get to the garage fridge for my glass of prune juice. Student was already here. Got caught up in examining the Beretta. It has a worn gizmo called an “ejector”.

Apparently, it is what diverts the empty cartridge out after firing. My ejector is very worn on the end where it touches the cartridge. It looks like a job for the local smith. The part is only ten bucks from Brownells.

The ejector is number 59. The very tip on mine is very noticeably worn.

right side view

OK, I ordered the part; two of them. $28 and change including shipping.

OK, I got bored and napped until 2.

I now am listening to the kid’s damn cat crying because it is out of food and/or water as the kid left mad last night. Kid showed up still pissed off to feed the damn cat. Guess will have to evict them at the end of the year.

Found a youtube video that shows me how to tear down the Beretta and replace the ejector.

Baked some chicken thighs the other day in some bbq sauce and seasoned salt. Had the last two for lunch.

Wife is hot to get me some new shoes that don’t kill me when I walk. My foot today is almost back to normal; better than it’s been since my return visit over two weeks ago.

Supper was taco seasoned ground beef, grated cheddar, corn tortillas briefly fried in hot oil, chopped lettuce, chopped tomato, and some Ranch Style beans. Yep, it was good.

Put the slab of ice cream from the deep freezer into the black freezer to let it soften a bit, and will douse it with chocolate syrup in a frozen bowl. Maybe throw a dollop of peanut butter in between the chunks.

Thinking Out Loud Today

I’m laid up for a while, stuck at home. Something wrong with my foot. Don’t know what. Hurts like hell. Spent a couple hours in ER last week. It’s much better now, but still unexplained. Swells up strangely too. Doc called it edema. Doc said stay off of it and keep it elevated. As I said, it has improved considerably.

This gives me much time to surf and gather information on things that are going on in the world, country, and state of Texas and most of it is not good.

I take in all this info and form my own opinion, and right now, my opinion is get another rifle with a couple thousand rounds of ammo…quickly.

We finally got a place in the country, that’s great but it’s just another baby step. So many yet to go, and so many we’ve already taken.

Being stuck at home is a huge setback as it had prevented me from continuing moving supplies to the homestead.

I keep reading that the dems are still coming after the guns. So be it, if you’re coming for mine, you better bring yours.

Confiscate food from so-called “hoarders”? Again, how many lives will it be worth to you to steal food from me? and I ain’t talkin’ about MZBs either. I am referring to Feds and FEMA.

I read on a couple blogs today about caravans of trains and trucks hauling military equipment. Nothing new, yet perhaps that is what they want. Familiarity breeds complacency.

I’m probably a little more paranoid than the average person. And I’m easier agitated than the average guy. It had gotten me into trouble more than once.

I’d like to get another rifle. The wife said why don’t you sell one of the revolvers. That’s a thought. We have two Heritage .22lr revolvers; one of them came with a .22 magnum cylinder. We also have western holsters for each and about 800 rounds of magnum ammo for the one gun. Anyone priced .22 WMR ammo? If you can find it, it’s a little pricey. The holsters were $120 each with belts.

I’d like to get a .410 too. It seems a waste to blow away an armadillo with a full blown OO twelve gauge round.

Still, carrying a .22 around the ranch might be prudent to hang on to them…for snakes and sich. A Judge would be nice for snakes.

Taurus Judge 4510TKR-3SS Revolver | .410 GA. .45 Long Colt 5 Rounds Matte Stainless

A buddy told me that the Judge shoots an alternate round .45 long Colt. He said shooting that round in that gun was a real handful of a load. The Judge with the .410 round would be handy for the snakes…even though pop said he never saw any rattlers…he also said that doesn’t mean they ain’t around. It would also mean two more different types of ammo to keep supplied. Hmmm.

I continue my wishful thinking about an AR-15. Still would require us stocking up on that type of ammo as well. The .223 is cheaper than the 5.56 NATO. All kinds of things to consider.

I noticed the price of the Ruger 10/22 has gone up a few dollars also. Used to be able to get those for under $200.

Ruger 10/22 Rifle 1103, 22 LR, 18.5", Semi-Auto, Birchwood Stock, Blued Steel Finish, 10 Rds

I like ’em because one can purchase higher capacity mags. The Marlin semi-auto (from what I have seen) has no after market high cap mags.

I was looking at a Ruger semi-auto .223 rifle, but technically, it wasn’t sold as an AR-15 so it would require purchasing Ruger mags: not AR-15 mags which interchange into all rifles sold as AR-15 platform. I am learning.

Ruger AR556CTG Autoloading Rifle 8505, 16.10 in, Adjustable Stock, Tactical Grey Finish, 30 Rd

Too bad, too. It was less than $700.

Questions About .223 and 5.56 NATO

researched diffs of 5.56 NATO and .223 Rem

I looked into the differences between the .223 Remington round and the 5.56mm NATO round. I get it. The specs for the two cartridges are close; but not the same. If pressed, one can fire a .223 round in an AR-15 chambered for a 5.56mm NATO round, but not the other way around due to the higher power inherent in the 5.56 round; and even that depends on the weight of the bullet.

I also read that one must look on the barrel to see how the weapon is chambered; it is stamped on the barrel…to be sure. As I mentioned, one can shoot a .223 round in the 5.56 rifle, but may lose some accuracy at longer distances.

Why build when one can buy complete? This is a good question and those of you who have been around firearms whether in the military or raised with guns, have an advantage to those of us who haven’t. I am starting to see how one can buy an M4 platform, that will allow, depending on lower and upper receiver combos, one to change out between AR-15, 7.62X39 (AK-47), and 300 blackout.

For a few thousand dollars one can have several options on how one wants to shoot; defend, patrol, sniper.

For myself, I am looking to purchase an AR-15 already built, chambered in a 5.56 NATO…because I can shoot both rounds and I am not concerned initially about being super accurate at distances over 60 yards.

chrome lined barrel? why or why not? Chrome lined barrels extend the life of your weapon by about 5000 rounds from what I have read.

complete gun without sites?

what about sights? so damn many out there..open sights, optics, lasers…how does one choose?

Most of the lower end priced AR-15 come with what is called ‘flat top’. I take that as no sights at all.

Well  shit. I don’t care how good you are, ya gotta have sights. Whether iron or peep or scopes or optics or red dot or green dot or laser or whatever the hell is out there.

Red dot sights are $400. That’s pretty steep if you just spent $800 on a rifle.

What’s with the carrying handle? Is it part of the sight? Fold down, flip up geez, a rookie would get screwed buying a gun without having a clue, and probably many buyers do.

Do ya need a sling if ya gotta carrying handle? Like belt and suspenders?

I am still looking and I am getting smarter.

is there a site out there that splains all? I have not found it…

A final note on ammo; from what I have read, .223 is cheaper than 5.56 NATO. The 5.56 round was invented so that bullet would still be hypersonic at 500 yards out of the muzzle. Let’s see…sound travels roughly at 1000 fps…500 yards is 1500 ft.

Our pal Stakz has a really impressive post on .556 ammo here.

You experts out there don’t stomp on me if I got something wrong. This blog is about information; not being corrected.



Well, That’s It Then

The Supreme Court just ruled that police now can stop whoever they want, detain, question, frisk, cavity search, interrogate, beat up, fondle, rape, imprison anyone for anything.

You and I know it was a long battle with the cops. I learned a long time ago to ever be on my guard regarding cops, state troopers, LEOs, even deputy sheriffs; although they are probably more on your side than you think.

I did not think this day would ever come, for sure not by the Supreme Court. Surely  the Supreme Court of the United States would not allow unlawful search and seizures?

How the hell can the Supreme Court simply ignore the Bill of Rights?

The Supreme Court Just Created a Full-Blown Police State – The End of the USA Cannot Be Far Behind


The court’s three women justices strongly dissented and warned that the ruling will encourage police to randomly stop and question people because they face no penalty for violating their constitutional rights against unreasonable searches. They said racial minorities in major cities will be most affected.



It is a sad day indeed.

Sniff…sniff…what’s that smell? Smells like revolution.