Friday, November 14, 2014

Finally Loaded And Ready To Shoot...

...up toward the hopeful hunting grounds. As usual though, I expect myself to only be hopeful because I will likely fall asleep under a tree and have the deer come by and laugh at me as I snore and leave me a pile of fresh droppings. That has been about as close as I have gotten in recent years to bagging one of them. It beats working anyhow, anyway and on any day.

One thing about leaving this late, there should be less traffic than during the earlier rush hours while passing through NYC. If not less there, then almost definitely less on the roads north of the city and that is a good thing.

Wish me luck ;>)

All the best,
Glenn B

Thursday, November 13, 2014

Golly Gee Wilikers Did I Forget Something?

I wish I would have held off on that IPA and tekillya before packing my hunting gear. I can only hope that I got it all packed and will not be missing something like ammo when I go to load up on Saturday. Oh well, I suppose I can double check once I am at my motel tomorrow. Time to hit the hay soon, within half an hour or hour at most, planning on being up at 5 and leaving by 6 for my drive to Binghamton, NY.

Mind you, no booze while on hunting days or even the night before. So ,it was tonight or not at all before my hunting trip.

All the best,

Stone Anniversary IPA and Sauza Silver Tequila (ta-kill-ya)

Just cracked open the second one of these Stone (18th) Anniversary IPAs (India Pale Ale) that I have enjoyed in the past week. It's a 1 pint 6 fluid ounce bottle of hoppy goodness is all I can say. Amazingly enough, I picked this stuff up at Costco where they now sell what the yuppies like to call craft beers. Was there a taste of yuppy nuttiness to it - I am not about to say because dear Lord, I hope some aging fat yuppy slob at the brewery did not dunk his balls in it. Really though it was excellent and it does not need all those hippy marketing bullshit connoisseur connotations to say so. I like to call an ale or beer what it really is and I call this one a damned good IPA. None of that hints of nutmeg (or nuts) shit for me - this stuff tasted like and reeked of hops. 

It is brewed in Escondido in San Diego County, CA and I have to say that it is about time that something better than wetbacks and something almost as good as Pacific Beach comes out of there. Don't get me wrong, I am not slamming PB, it was a great place where I met some really great people and had lots of fun there years and years and ages ago (thank you Cookie S for sharing Paradise and thank you Jo M {now Jo R} for that introduction to a bit of Paradise). But yes, I am slamming California for all the wets that enter the USA through there and that CA welcomes. I digress, back to the IPA.

This IPA is 8.5% alcohol which means that it contains 1.87 fluid ounces of 100% alcohol by my somewhat confused reckoning. That is enough, on some days, to give me a slight buzz. Two of these ales most definitely take the edge off of whatever and three make me happy for sure. Now tonight, I only drank half of the one I had in the fridge. Don't fault me for it - since I shared the other with my sole male heir and offspring. At least the sole one to whom I will admit having had a part in bringing into this world. (There are not others, as far as I am concerned, even if my sperm accidentally did the deed as unbeknownst to me.) He is heading to Atlantic City to win money tomorrow night (much to my disappointment) and I am heading tomorrow morning or whenever I awaken (alone, and also much to my disappointment) to hunt for and hopefully kill a deer in upstate NY. So, I figured sharing it (the sole ale in the fridge) would be a nice gesture to wish us both luck. He liked it and I liked it.

It really was excellent and as I seem to recall it did not cost all that much compared to other craft ales offered by Costco. I usually buy a couple or few more expensive ones, mixed in with a couple or few less expensive ones, and last time when I bought these was no exception. I cannot recall the price per bottle but is was substantially less than the $8.99 (per bottle) that I paid, per bottle, for the two bottles of Ommegang Three Philosophers that I got at the same time. The Ommegang Three Philosophers is something like 9.5% alcohol and contains 1 pint 9 fluid ounces (it is also made in NY and is one of the good things made here despite their support for Obummer).

The only other thing (yeah right) I have to comment about is that it was too bad I only had one for tonight. My son has to work tomorrow, so half of one was good for him and almost good for me. Well, maybe not at all for me. Me, I am heading out to the hunting grounds whenever I awaken in the morn. I could not give a shit about how drunk I get tonight, or aboutwhen I wake up tomorrow. So, I wish I had another. Then again, maybe that is not really so. If I had another on hand, I would have had been required to drink that too.

Considering I am now drinking Sauza Tequila Silver I am not sure that would have been wise. What can I say, ONE HALF OF AN ALE WAS NOT ENOUGH so I added tequila to the mix! Now that the ale has disappeared, I am scoffing down some clear nectar of the Aztec gods, Sauza Tequila Silver. It is not their supposed best, not by far, as a liter cost me and would cost you only about 16 bucks and is on the cheaper side. In fact, it is probably their crappiest tequila (if crappy tequila is possible and after 4 years in the Border Patrol I know that is or not possible, at least as far as I am concerned) but I like it. It reminds me much of what I used to drink when I was in those family bars in Mexicali and I drank an awful lot of it (Sauza Conmemorativo and Sauza Silver) and loved it too! I am loving it right now - no salt with it - just wedges of lemon and lime to suck down with it.

What can I say but yummy and I will sleep almost well tonight while I dream of my son making a killing at the tables in AC and me making a killing in the woods of NY.

If you read this and are an animal rights activist, an anti gambler or an anti-boozer - TOUGH SHIT. Man, I hope I did not forget to pack anything, before about an hour or so ago, like ammo or guns because if I did, well the hunt is over before my anticipated hangover will be finished.
All the best,
Glenn B

Pig Is The Word That Comes To Mind

In my 32 years as a law enforcement officer, I am proud to say that I never once took any actions like the cop discussed in the article and seen in the video that accompanies it. The cop apparently has a partner or another cop search a vehicle illegally after allegedly threatening and then slapping the owner or operator (source) to get the keys from him. More than once, during my career, I reported similar such behavior to my superiors. It was just intolerable from my view. As law enforcement officers we were not hired to harass the public nor to violate their rights. We were hired to enforce the law but only to do so in a legal manner. We were, at least on the jobs I held, sworn to uphold and defend the Constitution. There was a great deal of trust with which we were endowed. Too bad that trust is not always upheld.

The officer in question, in my opinion, violates that trust badly and by my guess probably has done so before. The worst thing is that he reportedly stated, after his arrest, that he would never have done it had he known he was being video recorded but he would have done it just the same again in the absence of someone making a video (radio news think it was 10010WINS or 880WCBS)! My guess is that he has done it so many times before that he thinks, in some perverted and twisted Bizarro World sort of mentality, it was the right thing to do and that he has done it before. If my guess is correct, then he probably also has thought that perjuring himself was also the right thing to do because it seems almost certain to me he would not have admitted similar previous behavior in court but would have lied to cover his illegal treatment of the accused and his illegal search of a vehicle (or whatever other illegal actions he took).

The result of any such illegal actions in such hypothetical cases, should he have been believed over the accused in any criminal prosecution, could well have been that someone was convicted based on what may have been the officer's own violations of the law and regulations. That would not be the end result though. The end result will probably be multifaceted. Anyone who has ever been convicted upon his testimony and upon evidence he collected most likely will have a valid cause for appeal of their convictions if not for an outright overturning of their cases. It may be discovered that innocent people wound up in jail and they may be freed but it may also wind up that those actually guilty of crimes will walk because his actions have tainted his evidence and testimony both forward and backward in time. The officer also may wind up in jail, well that is if he is ever charged with higher crimes than official misconduct and harassment. How it is that he was only charged with those instead of with Civil Rights violations, assault (or similar charge for allegedly striking the man), illegal search and seizure (illegal seizure even if nothing taken from the car as he seized the keys)! It is all sickening.

The same will consequences may well befall his partner(s). In this alleged instance, it seems he threw the cars keys, that he seemingly had just illegally obtained, to his partner telling his partner to search the vehicle. I sure did not hear the partner protest in the audio to that video - did you? It is possible that the partner reported the incident but I have heard nothing about that, so it could be that his partner is just as guilty as is he may be should he be proven guilty of an criminal charges.

Yes, I am treading lightly here, I will not outright call him or his partner(s) guilty because I like to let even accused cops have their days in court just like with any offender I ever arrested. My opinion though is another thing. Right now, based on the reports and the video, I think he is guilty of more than one offens and the only word that his actions bring to my mind is the word pig. I don't mean that to stand for pride, integrity or guts, because in my esteem he has none of them.

Sadly, this type of incident seems to be becoming more and more prevalent among police departments and other law enforcement agencies throughout the United States (or maybe it is just that the video recording of them is more prevalent). It has got to stop. This is not like an officer violating some sort of victimless crime. He was not caught on video smoking joint nor having a cocktail on duty. He did not have sex with his girlfriend in his patrol car. He did not speed in his personal vehicle and have that overlooked by a brother officer. What he seemingly did was commit a blatant couple of crimes (quite possibly both felonies) in the performance of his official duties, one of them allegedly violent, that violated the rights of a citizen. The officer was arrested but reportedly before his arrest he resigned. It's not the old days when Officer Bubba Bodinkus could do something like that and then if caught just resign and forget about it because after his resignation it would be swept under the carpet. I believe that officers who commit such offenses need to be prosecuted to highest extent if the law and hopefully that will be done in this case if all of the evidence warrants it.

All the best,
Glenn B


New Camo Design Just In Time For Hunting Season


November 13th - Important Historical Date

Great show, lots of laughs.

Hat tip to Ed S for reminding me of this.

All the best,
Glenn B

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Lest It Gets Too Late...

...for me to post this today:

I hope all of our veterans had a great day today and will have a pleasant remainder of it tonight. What more can I say than thank you for your service, you honor us by having served.

All the best,
Glenn B

Machinegun Butt - Japanese Gun Culture Is Weird...

...or maybe it is just that the weirdos in Japan make it seem that way. Heck, do they even have a gun culture over there? Whatever, they sure do make some weird videos but then what must they think of us if they get to see an episode of Ru Pal's Drag Race. If it came right down to it, I'd take the weird Japanese videos over Ru Pauls's crap any day. But I digress, so without further BS, here is the video in question:

And I always had thought that Californians were weird...

All the best,

Dead Down Wind Dryer Sheets Product Review

I spent some time today almost giving my wife a coronary washing my hunting clothes, getting other hunting stuff ready to go afield with me this weekend and kind of cleaning the basement. When drying the wash, I threw four dryer sheets in with the clothes. Those dryer sheets are the topic of this review. They were Dead Down Wind Dryer Sheets with 3D Broad Spectrum Odor Control.
They come 15 sheets to the pack. The package has a pull tab front opening allowing you, I suppose, to grab the top sheet and pull it out leaving the other ones remaining in the package which you can then reseal. Damned things are wet, or at least damp, and when I tried to pull out one, at least three more came with it, they were all stuck together. I just chucked all four of em into the dryer with my clothes. I dried my hunting clothes on high heat for about 70 minutes.

When I took the clothes out of the dryer, I will admit there was little odor. Maybe that is somewhat because of the dryer sheets but they already did not have any noticeable aroma because I had washed them in a scent free, odor removing detergent. As opposed to what it says on the package though, that the sheets have "3D ANTI-STATIC GUARD" I found my camo hunting pants stuck to themselves and some socks and stuck to one another. Hell, the pants are Tru-Spec cotton/poly BDUs, they do not cling when I forget to throw in a normal dryer sheet so why in Hades did they stick to one another after using these dryer sheets and using four of them at that. What is even more compelling of a question is why did two of the four dryer sheets stick to the pants and another two stick to my Under-Armor shirt that was in essence glued to itself and giving off snaps of static electricity, as I pulled them apart, as were the Under-Armor pants! It sure seems to me like these dryer sheets, with there so called 3D anti-static guard were more like static generators and clothing magnets than they were dryer sheets; mind you all other things I used for this load of laundry were the same as I have used before - same scent free detergent, same water source, same washer, same dryer, same heat level, etc.. So, I figure it is the fault of the dryer sheets. I, for one, don't need to be walking around in the woods come Saturday gong snap, crackle and pop and getting static electricity shocks as I do so, so I am going to maybe put them back in the dryer with a sheet of Kirkland brand dryer sheet; then I'll air them out for a day or two.

As for price, these darned things cost me $7.99 a pack and were allegedly on sale when I bought them. That was for a mere 15 dryer sheets. I am guessing that the relatively very high price, say as compared to Costco's brand of Kirkland dryer sheets, was due to the fact that they come in a small plastic like envelope of a package that is hunter orange in color and that packaging is geared toward hunters and sold with other hunting supplies. I guess they think we hunters are all rich or maybe just stupid enough to buy those dryer sheets (yes they got me once but will not again).

Bear in mind, those were the results I got, the results you get using the DDW dryer sheets may vary. Thus I will not recommend you don't buy them - you spend your money on whatever you want to buy. As for me though, I will predict that next year: I will use either another brand of hunter's scent free dryer sheets (I have used another brand in the past that was great, could not find it this year though) or  the Kirkland dryer sheets. If I use the scented dryer sheets, I will dry the clothes with them, then hang my hunting clothes outside on a line to air out for a couple of days before I go hunting. Even if I forget to hang them outside, the deer probably would love the aroma they have. Instead of spending any more money on this product - next year, I'll save the money I would have wasted on the Dead Down Wind Dryer Sheets and maybe buy a bottle of doe in estrus pee with it. Dead Down Wind dryer sheets, in my opinion based on my experience, are not worth a pile of weeks old deer shit in the woods.

All the best,
Glenn B

Crossbows Legal Hunting Implements In NYS

Leave it to those sneaky bureaucrats in NY State to drastically change the hunting regulations and not have the information readily available, in a personal email to me, before I bought my hunting licenses!

The drastic change, which is a very good one, is that NYS now allows crossbows as legal big game and small game hunting instruments. Had I known sooner, I could have been out in the field hunting weeks ago because the crossbow season is effectively much earlier than rifle season if you have a muzzleloader stamp. Yes, get that, if you have a muzzleloader stamp you can use the crossbow in that season, otherwise you can use it in early bear or in the regular rifle season for big game and more. It is all new, you can check it out here:

I was thinking of getting back into bow hunting, but a crossbow appeals to me more than a regular bow. I am starting to lean that way and have been checking out crossbow kits online. It seems if you want to assure you are getting a quality crossbow, it will cost at least $650 or so with some exceptions. I have been looking at the exceptions. Those I have in mind so far are:

Arrow Precision Inferno Hellfire II:

Excalibur Axiom SMF:

Parker Enforcer 160:

SA Sports Empire Beowulf:

These can be had for less than $500 each and the SA Sports Beowulf can even be found for under $400 (I am giving this one some serious consideration). If any of my readers have any feedback on these or on other crossbows at less than $500, or on any other models from these same companies, please leave a comment about them.

Glenn B

Sunday, November 9, 2014

Dogs - Ya Love Em But Hate What They Get Into

We have five dogs in our house although today, for most of the day, we will be minus one. There I sat, on my duff this morning, loading my 7 day pill box with my meds for the week and the urge hit me to run. It hit bad too so what could I do but get up and run to the throne. Just made it. Got the dirty deed done and went back to the pill box and there was Abby, one of our three Chihuahuas, looking all sorts of guilty and heading for the stairs. The pill box was on the floor and a few pills were strewn about, all the others had vanished.

That meant only one thing - she had to go to the emergency vet. On first glance, I figured that while I was indisposed, she had scoffed down 4 to 5 each of: Synthroid 100 mcg, hydrochlorothiazide 25 mg, Nexium 40 mg and Vitamin D3 1,000 units. Right to the vet we went - well about 15 minutes after it happened and after I had searched online for an emergency vet nearby because I could not remember the address of the one we used last.

The wife got home as I was searching and she had the address somewhere and gave it to me and then Abby and I were off. At the vet they had me call Pet Poison Control (a $65.00 call) who then would not tell me what to do but would only speak to the vet. The vet said she needed to go on intravenous for fluids because of the hydrochlorothiazide and that all of the other things were not to worry about. While that was going on, somewhere in there I called the better half and had had look for pills on the floor, she found none. I also had her count each type of pill of those that remained once I had realized Abby had eaten some. My estimate was pretty close on what she had sucked down because she had eaten 5 of the hydrochlorothiazide and four of each of the others. So now she is under observation and getting fluids via an IV and it is only going to cost me about $700 (plus the $65 for the call to Pet Poison Control).

I love the dog but I hate the fact that she is an absolutely opportunistic porker and will eat anything. I also kicked myself in the ass for having left the pills where she could reach them. I am usually very good about not doing that but nature's call got the better of me today.

Hopefully she will be as good as new when I pick her up tonight and she will not still be whizzing due to eating the 5 water pills. I am also hopeful she won't have the runs from the Nexium she ate which wound up being one pill less than we had thought; when I got home I found one still on the floor. As per the doc and some things I read online, there is very little to no concern over the Synthroid she ate. I had that pegged for the worst of what she ate but it does not effect dogs as much as humans and they require much larger doses proportionately to humans. So, it takes a lot for them to OD. The hydrochlorothiazide though is another story an they wanted to assure to keep her fluids up and her electrolyte levels normal to avoid problems caused by this water pill. As for me, they said there was nothing they could do.

Oh well, live and learn at least for me - I am sure Abby will have learned nothing and her stomach will rule as usual.

All the best,
Glenn B


Saturday, November 8, 2014

Do You Remember The Phrase: Bush Lied - Soldiers Died... was all about Bush sending troops to Iraq to topple the tyrannical dictator Salaam Hussein and end his claimed use and possession of chemical weapons. Do you also remember that the leftists and the mud slinging media ranted on and on and on about how there really were NO weapons of mass destruction discovered in Iraq. They blamed Bush, Chenney, Rumsfeld, Rice, the CIA, the NSA, the military, the Republican Party in general, and they probably even blamed Superman, the Lone Ranger, Popeye and Mighty Mouse.

Heck, even one of the members of the GWB administration, Colin Powell, said that the Intelligence community and high level administration officials had misled him to get him to recommend the invasion of Iraq! He condemned them for it too. There were literally hundreds of news stories and probably thousands of leftists' blog posts assailing Bush and his minion as having lied when they said that Sadaam Hussein actually had weapons of mass destruction. The leftists and libturds pounded away at GWB and it seemed that the attacks on Bush, over it, would never end. Even many on the right took umbrage and blamed Bush for a war they said he never should have started. The accusations kept coming, like the cannon fire on the charging Light Brigrade, from the left and from the right and from the front - and it came even years after Bush left office.

Well, they (his accusers) were all wrong. Bush it seems did indeed lie, but it was not the lie of which he was accused. For some fucked up reason the Bush administration never disclosed that it had indeed found them (those chemical weapons of mass destruction) but instead denied that any had been found. I can make no sense of it but the Pentagon has finally admitted that the weapons were there and that military personnel (as in OUR military personnel) were exposed to them. In fact, they are saying that over 600 of our brave fighting men and women are believed to have been exposed and were virtually ignored when it came to treatment (source).

Photographs of the progression of wounds inflicted on SPC
Richard T. Beasley as reported by the New York Times. (source)

Less than one month ago, it was reported that the New York Times found only 17 soldiers who been exposed to chemical weapons in Iraq (source) but the government admitted the number was slightly higher than that - get that - they said slightly higher! To get to 600, you need to multiply 17 by 35. Yes, that is an increase by 35 fold more than reported only 3 or 4 weeks ago (how much will that increase a few weeks from now let alone say 20 years from now when it is declassified).You will note that the Times article reporting that original number of 17 also downplays the weapons repeatedly mentioning that they were degraded or abandoned from an earlier time (the 1980s). The injuries suffered by our troops due to those weapons seems though to call that degradation into question; yet it was all kept secret. If you want to read about some of the reported injuries, directly from reports in the field and in great detail, go here:

Amazingly, the largest cache reported (to date) discovered was one of 2,400 rockets containing a nerve agent. Why in hell didn't they tell us, why didn't they at least treat the soldiers, why order the secrecy when they found what they were looking for no matter how old? What they have now admitted they found was substantial, it amounted to 5,000 weapons containing chemical or biological weapons that were discovered in Iraq from 2003 through and including 2011. Sadly, 621 of our troops are believed to have been exposed to it (not to mention any Iraqis or other allies so exposed) and that number is expected to rise as the Pentagon is now accepting reports from others who believe they were exposed. If they are admitting this much now, how much more will come out, say in 20 years, when the documentation about it is declassified! How many more of our soldiers (or of our allies) will we learn were actually exposed to this stuff; how many will come down with cancer or other diseases caused by those agents years or even decades from now. Think about this too - how many fully active weapons of mass destruction (chemical or biological) might have also been found that they are still covering up as opposed to the ones they are currently admitting, the ones they are saying were old and degraded.

Now mind you, while the most of this seemingly took place under GWB, this didn't just happen during his term in office. Do the math and you will see that once again, the current Nincompoop In Charge (Obama) followed the lead of the previous NIC (GWB) and also failed to disclose this to us concurrently with those weapons being found. He then continued to cover it up for a few more years after the last reported discovery of any of them. Why it came out now is anyone's guess. This is Agent Orange all over again and I for one thought it would never happen again! It is a disgrace, it is un-American, it is something you would expect to hear about happening in Cuba, North Korea, China or Russia - not here. But when do we hear about it - the article is dated two days after Election Day! If We The People lose all faith in our government because of this - would it be any wonder why!

A hat tip to Jay G of MA-rooned for his blog post about this.

All the best,
Glenn B

Great Men Come & Go - We Use Their Inventions & Never Know...

...who they were or anything about them. One such man just passed on a few days ago and I thought I would take this moment to share a bit about his life with you. Why? Well you see, chances are good, probably even excellent, that you own or have used or have benefitted from more than just one thing that he created but there is one special thing among all of his inventions that is a household icon in America. It is something that should have made him famous or at least made his name a household name but my bet is that you probably never heard of him before and that is a shame because we all to often do not give credit where credit is due while we enjoy the fruits of another person's labors. We tend to praise the heathens in Hollywood or airheads in sports, or the glamour girls and guys in magazines more so than those who really make a meaningful contribution to our lives.

This man made more than one of those contributions but there is one with which almost every one of us should be familiar - he invented ceramic glass. "What was that?" you say. Let me say it another way - he invented Corning Ware. No, he is not famous for it, nor did he get rich off of it, but even if he invented it by accident, he benefitted us all if only in a way we take for granted possibly on every day of our lives.

I know that my family has had corning ware in the house since at least the early 1960s - my mom used it frequently - she loved it. It was certainly an improvement over its predecessors and since she cooked a lot - we used Corning Ware a lot. She used it to cook and to store foods just as I would guess most people do. My family still uses it today, my wife has a few of their casserole dishes in the kitchen cabinets and you would be able to find one in our fridge after just about any meal has been ended with leftovers remaining. 

By the way, just in case you were wondering, the man's name was S. Donald Stookey. He passed away last Tuesday at age 99. Imagine that, he was on this earth for 99 years and you probably never heard his name before he died even though he invented something as popular as Corning Ware that you have probably used much more than once. He also held 60 other patents some of which were for inventions that improved things like eyeglasses, sunglasses, missile nose cones, color television screens (photosensitive glass), computers and communications. "He received the National Medal of Technology from President Ronald Reagan in 1987. In 2010, at age 94, he was inducted into the National Inventors Hall of Fame" (source). I think he maybe was the Edison of our times, at least when it came to glass.

He was also an avid outdoorsman who fished and hunted with his sons. While you may not think that is even worth mentioning I do for a few reasons. The first is that I know the bond is created between a father and son who fish and hunt together, the second is that America would be a better place if more of us enjoyed those pastimes and the third is that they could have based an episode of Survivor or a similar show on him. You see, he survived a plane crash, in the Arctic, into freezing water with no chance of rescue.  But he made it. He seems to have been quite the man - yet how many of us ever heard of him before? I will admit that I had heard of him before but it surely wasn't much.

If you'd like to read a bit more about him, go to these links:

I never met the man but I guess in a way I knew him, still know him, and so do all of us if we have ever used or will use anything that one of his inventions introduced into or improved in our lives. He will be missed if only for the fact that he will no longer be making our lives easier and better by way of any new inventions.

Perhaps, maybe just now and sometime again, when you eat something that was cooked, served or stored in a Corning Ware dish - you will think of him. I am sure I will find myself doing so more than once. My heart felt condolences to his family and loved ones.

A hat tip to New Jovian Thunderbolt for his post where I originally learned about Mr. Stookey's passing.

All the best,
Glenn B

Is Her Finger On The Trigger?

I looked and know it must be close but wasn't sure. Can you tell?

Really now, I just figured I had to make up for the pic I had in my previous post.

All the best,
Glenn B

Why Anyone Would Ever Expose A Pair Like This... totally beyond me. For the life of me, I just cannot imagine why anyone would walk around in public with a set of fully exposed...

...legs like that.
All the best,
Glenn B

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Dream Girl

I've got nothing. I am just too tired to think about a blog post. I was up way to early for work, put in a full day, then when I got home had to take care of paperwork and computer stuff for work that took me another 2 - 3 hours and that got me to the vodka stage. So I am zonked. Figured though that I would give you something to dream about tonight - a blonde shooting a gun.

I never said they would be sweet dreams.
All the best,

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Disqualified As Runners But...

...oh so qualified to be honorable women and good Americans. A girl, running a race in the state championships of Minnesota collapsed about 50 yards before the finish line. She was exhausted after giving her best and it looked as if there was no way she would finish. Then, as if out of nowhere, two other girls came to her aide, helped her up and assisted her across the finish line. They broke the rules in doing that and in so doing they, all three of them, were disqualified from the race.

The thing is though, these young women were not disqualified from achieving something much more important, in fact they achieved something much more important than winning the race. By way of their compassion for another runner, mind you an opponent of theirs in the competition, they decided to help her get up and cross the finish line regardless of the consequences and if only because they thought it the right thing to do. Their compassion could not be rewarded under the rules of the race but I salute them as two girls who are both honorable and excellent Americans - and I think you should do likewise. I wish I could shake each of their hands and tell them, face to face, how much I think their actions were commendable and helped them achieve something that winning a race could never do. They rose to the heights of compassion, they became sheep dogs, if you will. They became good citizens and caring young women and who looked out for their kind even though an opponent, they became unified Americans despite their diversity; there is nothing better than young unified citizens like that. Likewise for the fallen girl, who I think also had the right attitude and was thankful for the assist and to have finished the race even if others helped her doing so. More here.

All the best,
Glenn B

I Voted - Did You?

The only way we will change anything, for the better, in our federal and state governments is to vote - at least that is the only way short of a revolution. I voted today to vote out Cuomo and some of the other arsewipes representing NY. It may not have any effect as Cuomo is heavily favored to be reelected but I gave it my shot anyway.

All the best,
Glenn B

Ring A Ding Ding - Give That Woman a Cigar

The debate probably has been ongoing, among firearms nomenclature gurus, ever since the creation of clips and magazines and that is what do you call an ammunition feeding device for any given gun that accepts one. Well, it seems that someone has finally come up with a solution, albeit not the actual answer to the question but maybe even better than the answer.

Now, I am not too sure if that answer is actually worth marrying over but it actually seems as good a reason as any if you are inclined toward marrying, maybe even better than most.

All the best,

Monday, November 3, 2014

Folks We Met At The Blogger Shoot

This blogger shoot in West Virginia, like previous ones we attended in NH, had a lot of great folks in attendance. We reacquainted ourselves with some old faces and met some new ones too. Now I am terrible on names and putting them with faces so forgive me if you were there and I cannot remember which one you were.  I'll give it my best. Among the shooters Brendan an/or I had met before were:

1. Bubblehead Les (blog here)

2. Jay G (blog here)

3 & 4. Nancy and her daughter (blog here) {Nancy not only brought the Brown Bess but also a huge coffee pot that I supposed got filled with it; I didn't have any though, not after three big mugs for breakfast; her daughter brought a cute smile and one heck of a colorful hat}

Among those we were meeting for the first time were:

5. Aaron (blog here) {helped Ross with organizing the shoot}

6. Bruce

7. & 8. Cara and Hayden (wife and husband now living in the US but both originally from across the pond, they love the liberty to own and shoot in this country or at least in free states like WV)

9. Cindy (set up the pub stop after the shoot, sadly the one we did not attend)

10. David

11. Joby

12. John

13. Keads (blog here) {ran the pin shoot and helped collect donations for the fight against cancer}

14. Larry (had a 50 caliber Barrett that I somehow missed shooting)

15. Maureen (number one in the bowling pin shoot)

16. The Miller (blog here)

17. Jovian Thunderbolt (blog here, coolest blog name ever)

18. Old NFO (blog here) {very nice to meet the man, at last}

19. Ross - aka: Murphy (blog here) {organized the whole shoot}

20. Stretch (very nice gentleman, I'll be darned if I can remember his real name but yes he got that nickname for the obvious reason usually associated with it)

Wow, that's all 22 of us if you throw me and Brendan into the mix. It's not that I actually remembered everyone's names but Ross remembered them and had them posted on his blog - so I sort of borrowed them for this post. I can only put 14 of those names together with faces but imagine I will get them down better at the next one of these that Brendan and I attend in WV. I can say this though, without a doubt, they are all very nice folks and I hope to see them all again soon.

All the best,
Glenn B


Sunday, November 2, 2014

Some Blog List Updating

I added three five six blogs to my blog roll under the header of Bloggers Whom I Have Met:

Another Day.....Another.....

Excels At Nothing (moved from another section of the blog roll)

Lagniappe's Lair  (moved from another section of the blog roll)

The Miller

The New Jovian Thunderbolt

Nobody Asked Me

The Shekel - Coins, Law and Commentary

All folks I met at the blog shoot in West Virginia.

All the best,


The Blogger Shoot In West By God Virginia... a long blog-post but you can scroll right to he videos if you want. If you would rather read it all, start here:

It was a damp and dingy day and rain fell early on us and threatened to fall even more during the remaining daylight hours. 
Luckily, for we 22 or so brave souls who faced it, the weather remained a bit kind to us and did not pour down upon us or our weaponry and targets. I would have hated to have had to clean all my guns before we departed at the end of the day because they had gotten wet and I would have hated it even more had the rain sloughed off my targets before I got done shooting them. As it turned out we wound up having a blissful blast thanks to the cooperation of Mother Nature.

This  West Virginia blogger shoot was a lot like the ones we have attended in New Hampshire but was also quite different from them. The reasons it was much the same was because it amounted to a collection of liberty loving firearms  enthusiasts showing up at a range to have some shooty goodness with a wide variety of things that go boom. The biggest differences were that it was at a commercial range in WV as opposed to a private one in NH and that the range had multiple ranges such as a pistol range, a mid distance pistol or short distance rifle range (I think it went out to 50 yards),  a 100 yard rifle range, and - if I got it right - a 400 yard rifle range. For Brendan and me, the other obvious difference was that it was essentially in the opposite direction from our home relative to the one in NH. Either way though, both were a long drive. Oh yeah, the other different thing was that we had to pay to shoot at this range but that was not really all that different than the range in NH since we always leave a couple of gifts with our hosts up that way for the excellent time they showed us while there. Still though, the range up in NH was gratis, as in gifted to us for the day, the one in WV was a commercial range and required a fee for use. The charge was not bad at all, it was only $20 for the day and we shot from about 1030 or 11AM until about 3PM. I would have liked to have had another hour or two shooting but the group had made plans for a late luncheon / early dinner with a reservation at 3 or so.

As for me and Brendan, we set out on Friday night at about 615. We arrived in Charles Town, WV at three minutes before midnight. I had phoned the motel to let them know we would arrive between midnight and 1AM but also told them I would try to get there early. When I gave my name at check-in, one of the two clerks at the desk told me I was early just as I said I would try to be! That got a good laugh. Between laughs, I checked in and pretty soon after that Brendan and I were fast asleep. I woke up several times worrying about things like bedbugs and someone breaking into my car - had you been there with us you may well have done the same, it was a pretty nasty motel as far as I am concerned. Motel 6 used to be a clean and reputable chain but all I can say about this particular one, in my opinion, is that it was the second worst hotel I can remember staying in over the past 10 years or so (the other was also a Motel 6 but was in Fogelsville, PA). The only thing it may have had going for it was that most of the holes in the walls had been plastered over so maybe they were starting to renovate. It needed it, that is renovations, is all the more I will say about it except to say that the staff at the motel all were excellent in the courtesy department. That though did not make up for the condition of the place and I probably will not be staying at another Motel 6 unless I at least first check many recent reviews of the place and it comes up smelling like roses.

Next morning, we were up - or at least I was up - by 7. Got ready and then Brendan did likewise. We were out of the motel by 830 and headed to John's Family Restaurant located on U.S. 340 several miles south of the motel. It was a nice surprise after the motel. We were greeted and seated almost immediately in a restaurant sort of in the style of, or doubling as, an antique shop. There were lots of old things adorning the place - things from I don't know how far back but apparently many from the 50s and 60s, years with which I am all too familiar. We ordered breakfast and both began with black coffee that was indeed a very tasty beverage. Then we chowed down on breakfasts that were both huge and delicious. Crispy and salty and very scrumptious bacon, a sausage patty, a couple of sunny side up runny eggs, well done brown and crispy home fries and rye toast all graced my plate and were gone faster than a speeding bullet whizzed into and bounced off of Superman's chest. It was that good. While I was scoffing mine down, Brendan was busy stuffing his pie hole with country fried steak and biscuits all smothered in white gravy (with a large bowl of it on the side), a couple of eggs and home fries same as mine. A couple or few cups of coffee later, we were stuffed. I have got to say that the folks were A+ at John's Family Restaurant for breakfast (not as great with dinner although the service was the same both times - excellent).

Somehow, we managed to fit our fatter selves into the Corolla and get the seatbelts fastened. Once we had accomplished that we set off southbound and were at the range entrance of 340 Defense quicker than you could reload a few new 15 round pistol mags - it was that close to the restaurant. We drove onto the property through the second of two possible entrances, the one with the paved entranceway and big signs) saying it was the range. That was a bad move cause when we got to the range office there was not a soul in sight. There were no cars and obviously no one inside the office that was not much bigger than a deluxe outhouse.

We took an internal road back toward the other possible entrance and there, outside of a nice stone house, were a few of the other gun nuts enthusiasts waiting for the rest of us to show up. Jay G was among them so I was certain we had the right place. Jay clued me in as to what had to be done, like registering and signing a hold harmless agreement, and I went inside and got it done. Brendan came in just as I finished and he filled out the necessary paperwork too. Then it was back outside to wait for our fearless but late leader, Ross of Lagniappes Lair. He really was not all that late and had a good excuse, the dogs had given him the slip when the doors to his house were open to load guns and gear for the day and they had to be rounded up before he left home for the range. Sort of like telling Mrs. Crabtree that the dog ate my homework I guess but it was believable under the circumstances.

Soon enough though,  we were all unloading our guns & gear onto various tables at the different ranges. Brendan wanted to shoot mostly pistol so we set up all of our gear at the pistol range. We didn't budge from our spot on that table for the rest of the day until time to leave and wound up doing 95% or our shooting on the pistol range. In NY'istan, Brendan is not legally allowed to shoot a pistol because he does not have a pistol license, so this promised to be a fun day for him with handguns.  I only brought along five handguns but had made sure to lug along more than enough ammo for them. Once we were set up, there was a quick group hug meeting and the range personnel introduced themselves and went over basic range safety. Then we all had at it and let the lead fly.

Joe Cool, aka: Brendan with the Beretta 92SB.
As I said, we probably spent 95% of our time on the pistol range. I think I fired only 30 rounds out of my AK on one of the rifle ranges. I did shoot a couple of other rifles though, both in 22LR but did that on the pistol range just to shoot something other than a pistol and to make sure to shoot most of the guns I had brought along. Yeah, me saying most of them means we did not shoot all of them. I never bothered to uncase the Remington 870 shotgun or the Henry Survival rifle. I did shoot all of the pistols, the AK, the Remington 241 Speedmaster and the Stevens 66B. On the other hand (or should I say 'in' the other hand) Brendan shot up a storm with the Remington R1 1911 and the Beretta 92SB. He also shot my Glock 26 and the Ortgies Pocket Pistol. He looked and acted like Joe Cool and I am sure that was because he was having so much fun.

At one point, still looking like Joe Cool he seemed a bit concerned when he said something that sounded to me like: 'Did I do that' although, he claims he said: "See that" (and that is what is in the audio but the other sounds better). He had racked the slide of the Ortgies and it now seems that somehow managed to depress the takedown button and pull the slide up and off of the rails at the rear when doing so. As he let the slide slingshot back, it apparently went forward regardless of being off the rails at the rear and it slam fired a round. That round went off not fully seated in the chamber (as far as I can tell) and it did not get the full force of the pressure it should have received from the powder charge. The result, in essence, was the same as a squib round with the bullet stuck about midway down the barrel. I was happy it happened finger off trigger and muzzle pointed down range; yet, I imagine the look on my face was more somber than the one on his. Of course, I was happy he and everyone else was uninjured but not happy that the gun had a round lodged in the bore.

I took it inside and asked to use their  work bench in an attempt to get it out. One of the range officers came inside and guided me through getting it out and gave me the right tools with which to attempt it. After about 30 slams (over the course of a few to several tries) with a mallet on the 'handle' end of  a steel rod made for the purpose, I finally got the bullet out of the barrel. Had the range officer not wrapped the end of the rod in duct tape, I am sure it would have damaged the bore but as it turned out it looked fine after my assault and battery of it. Luckily the barrel did not bulge but I am guessing that is because a lot of the pressure went our the breech end. Allow me to say that it was amazing as to the amount of force needed to dislodge that bullet - so much so that it made me truly appreciate both the pressure exerted by the gunpowder and the strength of the steel of which the barrel was made in order to a fire just a single shot. Not long after that, I was on the range firing the Ortgies which seems no worse for the wear.

While I was getting that done, Brendan was outside continually firing away to his heart's content. I am guessing he fired a few hundred rounds through the Remington R1 and likewise through the Beretta 92SB (the pistol that got me the Ballseye moniker). Somewhere in there, shooting on the pistol range was shut down so our group could hold a bowling pin match. Neither I nor Brendan had ever shot such a match before but we joined in. The gentleman running the match (wish I could remember his name, maybe Kelly) set up five bowling pins on a table about 10 or 15 yards away. The shooters loaded up with 6 rounds and on signal were to fire attempting to knock each pin over. Brendan shot before me and I think he got 3 or 4 out of five pins. He was shooting the 45. I had to wait my turn and Brendan waited to shoot again as well. I think he took four tor five turns at it getting better and getting them all but not doing great; then again - as I said - he rarely shoots pistol. Nonetheless, he was having fun and doing well enough. 

Remember I said that the point was to knock over all of the bowling pins. That was what I had thought but as usual I was wrong. Must have been about hallway through the shoot when I overheard one of the group explaining to another that the point was not only to knock over each pin as fast as you could but to knock each pin completely off of the table. Some guys did it sneaky like (actually inadvertently) and hit the table knocking 3-4 or even all five over with one shot. Others hit one pin and it fell spun and knocked over other pins. Those did not count.

On my first try, shooting the 45, I had to reload and wound up getting each with about 8 or 9 shots but that was embarassking (as Popeye would say) so I tried again later with the Beretta 92SB - a gun with which I am much more familiar than I am with my 1911. I gave it two goes with the Beretta. On the first try, with the Beretta, I got all of the pins with 6 shots and my second try with my trustworthy old friend resulted in me getting all five pins off of the table with 5 shots. During that second try shooting the 92SB, I hit one that knocked over another two, I immediately fired at the downed pins and knocked each off of the table with good hits - so they counted. I got all five in something like 6.9 seconds which I am certain is nothing as compared to competitors who shoot this all the time; however, it was good enough to garner me fourth place. I think that game could become addictive and surely would do much to improve the speed of one's shooting.

After that it was back to shooting on the pistol range with a break in there for shooting the AK on the shortest rifle range. Brendan fired the AK too but I think only a single mag full of ammo (10 rounds as that is what we can legally own in NY). Then it was right back to the pistols again. To break things up a bit, I brought out the two 22 caliber rifles that I mentioned earlier - the Remington 241 and the Stevens 66B. Brendan also had a little fun with others folks' guns.

Somewhere during the day, Brendan got to fire a full auto Uzi that Ross had brought along. We had more than enough 9mm ammo for him to use in that. I was a little disappointed I did not get to see him do that because I was inside on one of a few trips to the work bench to try to get the bullet out of the Ortgies barrel but such is life. I tried in spurts rather than all at once to give some penetrating oil a chance to work, then pounded away, took a break instead of letting myself get frustrated, tried pounding away again and got it out, then once out let some cleaner do its job and went back in and scrubbed it out with a brush to assure it was nice and clean before giving it a test fire. Oh well, he had fun with the Uzi and had someone shoot a video of him doing it so at least I got to see him blasting away with it on the video.

Later on, Brendan asked "Do you have any 308 ammo?" and I said: "I have a few hundred rounds, at home". Before I even thought of suggesting he go inside to see if they offered any for sale, he was in there buying a couple boxes, or 40 rounds, of it. Then, as  watched (smile on my face) he fired Ross' M60 machinegun. Ross explained what he had to do and stood within easy hands reach and Brendan fired off several bursts ending up with a longer volley. I took a video of him shooting it and let me just say he enjoyed that a lot (thank you Ross).

I can only say that I wish we had about a few hundred rounds of 308 or 7.62x51 ammo with us. I would have liked to have given it a try too but it was not worth about $36 bucks for 40 rounds of ammo after shelling out for everything else as cash was running short. I did ask Brendan if he wanted to shoot it some more but he declined, that would have been worth it too me regardless of how much it cost. As it turned out though, he already was a quite happily satisfied shootist. Next time though, I'll go prepared and ask ahead of time what fun toys are being brought along and what ammo they require and we will have the required ammo ready for even more fun.

I guess it was around 230 to 3PM that I noticed people were gearing up readying to depart and head to the restaurant. As usual, I did not get in as much shooting as I would have liked but did get in more than up in NH. The reason for that was the range in NH could only accommodate about 5 to 6 shooters at a time so all of the group there had to take turns. At the range in WV, some guys just stayed at the rifle ranges and did all their firing there. We stayed at the pistol range and put most of our lead downrange from there and even with the break for the bowling pin shoot, we shot more than when in NH. Not complaining about NH, not at all, just explaining differences in how much we shot at each. Anyhow, I spent too much time with the Ortgies barrel, also spent a good deal of my time watching Brendan have fun but I also got in a good amount of shooting too. So as disappointing as it was, it was indeed time to leave.

We said our goodbyes to range staff and I thanked them profusely for helping me clear the Ortgies barrel. Then we were off in a caravan to the restaurant. Much to our satisfaction we headed to John's Family Restaurant once again. I am guessing that in all there was just under 25 of us at the shoot and I think all of us went to dinner together. Dinner was not quite as good as breakfast but certainly was nothing to complain about and I'll leave it at saying it was better than many others I have had in other decent restaurants. The company made up for anything that may have been at all lacking in the dinner even though Brendan and I were odd men out sitting alone with one another at our own table. Just the way the seating worked out. 

Once everyone was done eating, a hat was passed around for donations to fight cancer. Then there was an award ceremony for the bowling pin shoot among other things. During the shoot, each shooter paid $5.00 per round of 6 shots in their attempts to annihilate shoot the bowling pins off of the table. With Brendan's five tries and my three, we chucked $40 into that shoot; we also threw some more cash into the hat at the restaurant. Not only was the money in the hat to be donated to a cancer fighting charity but so too was most of the money from the pin shoot (the rest went toward buying bowing pins to replace the ones we shot up). As for he prizes awarded, I won fourth prize and got to select from among things like three books all written by fellow bloggers, I think), and some firearms accessories like rails for AR's and other things. I picked a book, The Grey Man, written by fellow blogger Old NFO. He gladly inscribed it for me and I had him make it out to Brendan to whom I gave the book.

I had thought the awards ceremony was over and made a quick announcement to everyone about how much fun Brendan and I had had and how nice it was to meet everyone. In doing so, I mentioned that it was obvious to me just how much fun Brendan had at the shoot because that during dinner he mentioned to me, only about 10-12 times, that he had had a great time and that shooting the M60 had made his day. That got a round of applause.

There were some other awards after that. One was for whomever had the most interesting gun. Brendan tried to say that had been the M60 machinegun, smiling broadly as he did so, but at the end that prize went to Nancy for her Brown Bess muzzle loading rifle. I don't recall the other prize categories but the other that I do recall was supposed to have been for whoever had the longest drive to get there. Someone beat us in distance by about 50 miles but it was brought up we had the longest drive time-wise. Then someone suggested that they determine who had to drive through the most restrictive (relative to firearms) commie type and tyrannical states to get there. Brendan and I won hands down after our drive included going through New York, New Jersey, Delaware and Maryland before we reached West Virginia. I let Brendan to go up to the table and pick it out. He grabbed a laser sight for Glock 42. Despite being a certified Glock armorer, I had to ask what was that model; I was told it's a Glock 380. I guess maybe we can find some use for the laser other than me buying a new Glock in a caliber I currently do not have but then again, now I have an excuse to buy another gun and 380 ammo.

Alas, it was all too soon time to vamoose. We went outside, talked a bit and then it was time to ay goodbye because Brendan wanted to head home the same night instead of spend another night in WV. I would gladly have opted to stay, albeit at a Holiday Inn that second night, if only because much of the group was going to head to an Irish pub for cold ones (since many of them were overnighting). Brendan wanted none of it and we headed home, this time though we took another route spending more road time in PA than any of the gun unfriendly states. Yeah we passed through them again but not for nearly as long as on our drive down to WV. The drive home was pretty uneventful and Brendan reminded me several times how much fun it had been. In fact he watched the videos, on his cell phone, of him and I shooting and did that several times. Yes, in all it was an excellent father and son road trip. I can't wait until we do another again.

All the best,
Glenn B

Thursday, October 30, 2014

West By God Virginia

 I took this picture while on a prior trip through
WV. Coincidentally, this trip will wind us up in
the very same county of West 'By God' Virginia.
Tomorrow, after work (how I wish I wasn't working tomorrow), Brendan and I are going to hop into the family limo along with a couple of rifles, a shotgun (or two) and about four pistols and a revolver and head on down to West By God Virginia for a bloggershoot. I am also debating bringing along three rifles in 22LR.

It's a lot to haul and a long way to drive for a one day shoot but it should be well worth it considering it is a father son road trip. We will be meeting up with some people we already know, like Jay GBubblehead Les and Nancy and should be meeting some new faces too. We have a lot of fun when we go on these trips what with the drive to new places (for us), the getting together with good folks and the putting lots of lead downrange.  Anyway, I know I do and I hope Brendan does too (pretty sure he does otherwise why come along with me again).

As for the specifics on what we are toting along, they will be:

Remington 870
Marlin 25MN
Romanian WASR 10 (AK style rifle)
Remington R1 1911
Beretta 92SB (my Ballseye pistol)
Glock 26
Ortgies 32 Auto
S&W Model 17

The maybe will bring guns include:

Stevens Model 66B
Henry Survival Rifle
Remington 241 Speedmaster

I think we will have enough ammo but if not, we are going to be shooting at a commercial range so we can buy more. I probably packed about 400-500 rounds of 7.62x39mm, 300-400 of 22 LR, 150 rounds of 22 WMR, 500 rounds of .45 ACP, 400-500 rounds of 9mm, and about 50-75 rounds of 32 Auto. Add to that about 50-75 rounds of 12 gauge slugs and I think we can have some fun. Hopefully I did not forget ammo or the mags for any of the guns.

I also made sure that I have my LEOSA cards, my NYS pistol license and a copy of New Jersey's rules for transporting guns through NJ. I figure that to be the only possibly problematic state through which we plan on traveling although I am not all that sure about Maryland. Our route goes from NY into NJ, then into PA, then into Maryland and onto W (BG) V. I checked on the NRA's Guide To The Interstate Transportation Of Firearms and while they mention being careful to dot all the i's and cross all the t's in NJ, they said nothing about Maryland. Thank the heavens we do not have to travel through or even around DC. The rules there, in our nation's capital, are outrageous considering it is the seat of our federal government and where the Declaration of Independence, Constitution and Bill of Rights are enshrined.

That's it for now, have to be up early for work so need to get ready to hit the hay. Will blog about the trip on our return on Sunday night (or maybe will blog it on Monday).

All the best,
Glenn B


Another Delivery / Pick-up Driver Does It Again

It seems that the complaints against delivery service companies like UPS, FedEx, DHL and the USPS are never ending. I don't quite understand what it is that makes a delivery man treat your package like it was a soccer ball, a piece of trash, a less than valuable piece of junk but they seem to do it way too frequently. The latest example is that of a UPS driver on Long Island, NY picking up a package that he shoves, rolls end over end and also kicks repeatedly as he apparently moves it from the business where he picked it up to his delivery truck. It may not seem like the worst a delivery driver could do, I sure have seen them treat boxes worse, but when you consider that this one was valued at $12,000.00 and was a sensitive pressure gauge you can understand that the shipper was not at all satisfied by the service he received. My guess would be that the shipper was pretty miffed; I'd also guess that a certain UPS driver will not be delivering packages for Santa Claus this year. (source)

Ever had anything like that happen to you. I have had some packages arrive in absolutely terrible condition and have even refused acceptance of one or two over the years. Usually though, mine come though in pretty good to excellent condition. In fact, my mailman and UPS delivery guys usually ring my bell when they deliver a package even if a signature is not required. Still though, these stories of delivery men gone berserk seem to be increasing and I can surely understand why the shipper in the above incident was less than pleased with the service his package got from that UPS driver.

There may be a remedy available to us online. There is a website that seems to be dedicated to helping shippers address such situations. The site documents cases of package abuse (for want of a better term) and also supplies links and information on how to file a claim against the major shipping companies out there. You can find that site at this link:

All the best,
Glenn B

Wirecutter Takes A Photo

All the best,