I Had The Displeasure Of Eating A Pepperoni Pizza...

...that I bought at a Walmart this weekend. What can I say, I was really hungry and didn't feel up to looking for a restaurant, so I grabbed what the sign said was a fresh baked pepperoni pizza for only $5. Here is my opinion of that pizza: The crust was the most un-pizza like crust I have ever eaten. I think it was more akin to crumbly almost tasteless soda bread. My guess is that it was flour and water and little else except maybe baking soda or powder. The sauce tasted like something out of a can, and I would guess a very old and dented can of something that may have been stashed away in a fallout shelter back in the early sixties. The pepperoni slices seemed to me more like thinly sliced cardboard, flavored like pepperoni, that actually being pepperoni. The cheese, that may have been the best part if only because it was hard to tell exactly what it tasted like through the sauce and pepperoni and crust.

In my estimation, that pizza was not even fit for the prisoners at Gitmo and I would think they deserve little more than rancid swill. Of course, I am not trying to make up your mind for you in any way, shape or form by telling you all this, I am merely expressing my estimation of what I believe was the most terrible tasting pizza I have ever put through my digestive system. In fact, I think it may have tasted better after passing through me. In the future, I plan to never try one again but you go right ahead and try one for yourself ands ee what you think of it. Who knows - you may think it the most tasty pizza ever!

All the best,
GB

What I Find In The Woods

I was waling through woods of varied hardwoods, with a pine here and there, scouting for deer sign. It was a chilly November morning with a very light drizzle, really more a bit of a faint barely detectable haze leftover from the rains. As I walked along, I detected some scant deer sign here and there and could see I was coming up on what once surely must have been a  clearing. 

The spot pretty much looked like this in more or less a 40 yard diameter.

 I figured if there was going to be deer sign nearby, it would be there. It soon became obvious a deer trail or two led into that area. The spot was about 40 yards in diameter. As I continued on and scanned more slowly this time, I realized that a large object on the far side of the opening, that at first glance I dismissed as a stone, was something altogether different than what I had seen on first glance. I suppose that its thick blanket of vibrant green moss had me fooled for a second but then I focused on it and realized it was this:

 

Heaven help me when it comes to figuring out the motives of others for the tasks they undertake; sometimes you can never figure the why or how of them. This time though, I would hesitate a guess or two. Maybesomeone dragged or drove this car seat (or van seat) the half mile, at least, that it took them to get it there to use as a deer stand. Then again, judging by the errant beer cans I found here and there, maybe it was just used as a seat to sit and watch and listen to the woods while tossing back a few. Either way, that seat has been there for a few years based on the looks of it. It also looks as if someone may have taken the liberty to use it as a shotgun target, maybe shooting it from the backside. Of course, that hole in the center could have been due to rot, although it looks to clean to be rot and not one other part of it is rotted like that, or possibly due to a small creature pecking away at it for nesting material. My guess though is shotgun target or tiny critter. Whichever, it is fairly new damage judging by the lack of moss in the hole.

Surprisingly, there was not much deer sign in the area. I thought there would have been more but only some scant droppings here and there. No rubs, no scrapes, but yet a nice seat to use as a deer stand. Well, maybe there was more deer sign and it was a nice deer stand once upon a time. Now, it is more likely home to whatever small woodland creatures make it such.

The things I sometimes find in the woods amaze me.

All the best,
Glenn B

An Urge To Visit A Mosque...

...came upon me out of the blue just now. Earlier, I read a report about Muslims attempting to burn churches and wipe out Christians, in Indonesia, on the orders of a Muslim cleric. Then, just a few minutes ago, I turned on the news and heard about the terror attacks in Paris, France.  All of a sudden, there I was with a hankering to attend a mosque during prayer services.

Oh well, I imagine it will pass but to tell the truth that seems the really sad part about it. It will pass though if only because I, like most of you, have morals. If I did not, if you did not, I think I or you would be in a crowded mosque tomorrow doing what now is almost unthinkable.

I would guess, sooner or later, someone will visit one and carnage will ensue. Once that happens the first time, morals or not, it will become easier for others to follow suit. In fact, it may be morality that drives us to it; I mean how long can we remain sheep who invite wolves among us to slaughter our own kind. It's coming, a  time we wake up and realize that Islam is the enemy. Whether that is right or wrong will not matter, what will matter is that these terror attacks cease . Yes, I am sure it will happen, it is just a marrer of when.

My thoughts are with they who lived through this and with the families of they who fell.

All the best,
Glenn B

Road Trip

Heading upstate soon, by myself. Am in no hurry. I figure on doing a little deer scouting, some squirrel hunting and maybe some treasure hunting with my metal detector.

Cold rain expected where I am headed but such is life.

All the best,
Glenn B

She Has A Mosin Nagant...

...and seems quite happy about it. That's a very pretty smile, don't ya think!

All the best,
Glenn B

Modern Educayshun

The truly sad thing is that everything in this video is reflective of our current educational system. It is also very scary to think that it might only get worse if we keep allowing it to do so. Education should in no way, shape or form ever be run by federal or state governments, including so called educators employed by the government who are little more than leftist stooges. If it keeps going like this, there will soon be no one left to put into the box.

By the way, I immediately realized that the Asian was a rainbow lover (for the purpose of this video) among many of the other things he stated but never would have guessed, in a million years, that he couldn't tie his own shoelaces. Go figure!

The only thing that would have made this better would have been to have had a second footlocker on the floor of the classroom when the girl walks into the room. Anyway, one thing is for certain - if you ignore the condition of our edjumakation cyststem, it will end - as in an end to anyone with half a brain capable of doing any independent thinking at all or in other words - real education will be terminated if it has not been destroyed already.

A hat tip and my thanks to peter Q for sending me the video.

All the best,
Glenn B

Sooner Or Later, There'll Be Blood Coming From That Knuckle

The sooner or later painful and bloody thumb over thumb grip.

Usually, when I see a shooter at the range holding a pistol like this, I am kind enough to explain to them why they should not be holding a semi-automatic pistol with a grip like that. If they are lucky, I get to them before the bottom of the slide rips open the flesh on the knuckle of the thumb that is sitting atop the other thumb. All too many times, I have seen it too late and the damage has already been done. You can rest assured, that if a person, who has had a knuckle ripped open by a slide because of that thumb over thumb grip, has half a brain - they will never or rarely do it again because it usually hurts a lot.

It's a little more difficult to have the lesson sink in when just telling folks about it. I mean, sure some shooters listen to what I say and take it to heart and learn from my own personal bad experience. Yes, I learned the hard way by having the knuckle torn open - but just once. On the other hand, there are shooters who are a bit denser and no matter how many times you tell them not to do something - they do it anyway and repeatedly at that. That is, they do it repeatedly until bad shit happens to them. So, even though I have caught many folks in time (before they got their knuckle ripped open) and warned them not to use that thumb over thumb grip, they wind up reverting to it again sooner or later and thus, sooner or later, they wind up having the slide rip their knuckle open and learn the hard way. Then again, even some of them do not learn from that painful experience and go back to that grip again and again. After a number of such warnings from me, that fall on deaf ears, I usually just give up. If they want to bleed, let them bleed - after all, maybe they like pain.

All the best,
Glenn B

The Walking Dead - Will Someone Like This Wind Up On The Bus With Rick...

...to save his arse in tonight's episode. One can only hope so as I imagine so would Rick!

All the best,
GB

A New Blog Added To The Roll

A Man, a Dog and a Gun @:

http://shadowsfall.org/mandogandgun/ (If you read my blog, how can you not like a blog with a name like that?)

That is all,
GB
 

Today In History - It Was A Very Lucky Day For Carol DaRonch....

...and also a day that provided law enforcement with information they needed to help apprehend a heinous serial killer. On November 8, 1974, 18 year old Carol DaRonch was approached by a man claiming to be a police officer. He told her there had been an attempt to steal her car. She accompanied him into the parking lot of a Murray City mall where she had been shopping and got into that man's car. Suddenly, the man placed handcuffs onto her (reportedly both wound up on the same wrist as she struggled with him) and tried to beat her with a crowbar. DaRonch did exactly what many police departments and leftist civic groups try to deter crime victims from doing - she fought for her life. The result was that she was able to escape from her abductor. It is almost certain that had she not escaped she would have been killed because that man was the serial killer Ted Bundy.



About 9 months later, in Seattle, an officer saw a Volkswagen that was suspicious to him. He pulled over the car and found handcuffs in the back of the car and arrested the driver - Ted Bundy. Based in part on evidence supplied by DaRonch, Bundy was convicted of kidnapping and put in jail and the investigation of him as a suspected serial killer went into overdrive. More here and lots more here.

All the best,
Glenn B

Grandfathers Are Best

Have you ever wondered what the difference is between Grandmothers and Grandfathers? Well, here it is:

There was this loving grandfather who always made a special effort to spend time with his son's family on weekends.  Every Saturday morning he would take his 5-year-old granddaughter out for a drive in the car for some quality time: pancakes, ice cream, candy - just him and his granddaughter.

One particular Saturday, however, he had a terrible cold and could not get out of bed. He knew his granddaughter always looked forward to their drives and would be very disappointed. Luckily, his wife came to the rescue and said that she would take their granddaughter for her weekly drive and breakfast.

When they returned, the little girl anxiously ran upstairs to see her grandfather who was still in bed.  "Well, did you enjoy your ride with grandma?" he  asked.

"Not really, PaPa, it was boring.  We didn't see a single asshole, queer, piece of shit, horse's ass, socialist left wing Obama lover, blind bastard, dip shit, Muslim camel humper, peckerhead or son of a bitch anywhere we went. We just drove around and Grandma smiled at everyone she saw. I really didn't have any fun.

Almost brings a tear to you eye, doesn’t it!

A hat tip to mein freund Rich M for that one.

All the best,
Glenn B

Illegal Alien Bill of Rights - We May As Well Just Open Our Borders...

...and our bank accounts and our homes to all comers if the absolute balderdash proposed by UnitedWeStay comes to pass. Just what are they proposing? They proffer a bill of rights for illegal aliens that seemingly in essence says since they are here they deserve all they can suck of the life blood of America. In other words, as I see it, now that they have broken the laws to enter our country we should bend over backwards to accommodate and reward them as they take all they can swindle from U.S. citizens and legal resident aliens. More here.
 
Allow me to point out that within the preamble to their so called bill of rights, they evidently admit that they have no clue what type of government we have here in the United States when they say: "We are here on American soil working for a stronger economy while reinvigorating the nation’s commitment toward democracy...". The fact is that our government is not a democracy, it is a Constitutional Republic and therein is revealed another error they made since they go on to say: "...and we should be afforded the same due process and equal protection guaranteed to all by the U.S. Constitution." The truth is that they have been afforded those same protections all along and in fact often have been given additional rights that citizens could never claim (such a the right to seek political asylum and all of the additional rights given in human trafficking cases) but that should never mean they can blatantly disregard the law and violate it by entering and remaining in this country illegally.
 
These illegal aliens, who are invading and overrunning our nation, go on to say they are the embodiment of the American dream and at that point I just about vomited on my laptop as I read their vile revolting diatribe. I know some little bit about the American dream and it is not the nightmare that illegal aliens are bringing to America. When I was in my teens and twenties, my great-grandmother would tell me about the hardships and persecution she faced in her homeland that forced her to seek a better life in America. She would always include telling me about the additional trials and tribulations that she faced when she legally immigrated to this country and as she strived to become successful here not so much for her sake but for that of her children and that of her new homeland. In other words, she told me about her living the American dream. In essence what she told me was that she came here seeking a better life but was faced by not bumps in the road but by major hurdles including prejudices, language barriers, cultural differences, competition from other immigrants and citizens and so forth that made it impossible to find employment at anything other than the lowest levels.
 
She took a job as a house servant in the home of a well to do immigrant, whom my great-grandmother only referred to as Mrs. Whistler. The first thing her employer told her, after welcoming her, was in the Gottshee dialect of German, my great-grandmother's native tongue. She told my great-grandmother that from that moment forward, the only language she was permitted to speak in that household was the English language. It was the last time anyone in of that household spoke to my great-grandmother in German (except for other employees who helped her learn English and that had to done very secretively or they faced beatings and possible termination of employment). She earned about a dollar a day while slaving away doing every backbreaking and menial chore you can think of as a house servant. She swept sidewalks, cleaned fireplaces, did cooking, scrubbed floors, beat rugs clean, did the wash (on the same glass wood framed washboard she used when she told me her story), made beds, cleaned toilets and worked many more than 8 hours a day for 6 days a week. She learned English quickly when doing so, that was another demand on her by Mrs. Whistler (no this was not the same Whistler as Whistler's Mother of portrait fame as this was in the early 1900s and possibly the last couple of years of the 1800s). that she learn English without delay.
 
My great-grandmother worked for Mrs. Whistler for many years and moved up in the ranks of the servants and in the esteem and affections of Mrs. Whistler. When Mrs. Whistler passed, she left a substantial inheritance to my great-grandmother, enough to help my great-grandparents become successful property owners. They went on to own a few small apartment buildings, first in Brownsville (a section of Brooklyn, NY) and then in Glendale (part of Queens, NY). That was not because my great-grandmother had moved into the Whistler household and demanded rights or demanded liberties that she had not earned but because she came to America legally, seeking the American dream, and was willing to learn the language of the land, adopt the customs of her new home (while not giving up those of her homeland and integrating them into new American life) and was willing to do backbreaking work in order to achieve that dream so that the children she bore would have a better life than she. She broke down and cried when she told me these stories. Yet, she smiled through the tears when she told me how, after years of hard work at becoming American, she passed the naturalization test (including the English language requirement) and was naturalized as a United States Citizen; oh how I wish I had her naturalization certificate to frame and display in a place of honor.
 
That my friends is the real American dream - doing it the American way while becoming an American. You do not become an American by climbing over a fence or wading a river or overstaying a visa or by remaining diverse once you arrive in our land. From what I have seen today, the truth seems to be that the illegal aliens who are invading our nation today want to bring their customs, languages, ethics and such along with them and not adopt the ways of their new home, the United States Of America. They want to change our country to suit them and they want to remain diverse and that can only lead to a nation divided.  Many, if not most of them, wish to get all they can get and then return to their original homelands as well-to-do citizens of those other nations. That is not and never has been the American dream. The American dream is what my great-grandmother, and the legally immigrated ancestors of ever so many Americans, suffered and struggled to achieve by becoming, in every way, Americans; that as opposed to becoming hyphenated Americans. As Theodore Rooselvelt said: "There is no such thing as a hyphenated American who is a good American. The only man who is a good American is the man who is an American and nothing else." Thus, I am not, and do not consider myself, a Gottschee-American nor a German-American nor an Irish American nor a Mexican-American (does that part of my ancestry surprise you, it did me when I heard, several years back from one of my cousins, that a great or great-great-grandmother on my father's side was Mexican). Nor on the broader spectrum am I a European-American nor a Caucasian-American. I am an American - I am the dream my great-grandmother dreamed 
So what should we do with illegal aliens who are now demanding that we give them rights over and above those of law abiding citizens and legal resident aliens? Damn these usurpers of the America dream; deport each and every one of them. Welcome and encourage only those who would come here legally, who would abide by our laws under our current constitution and who would work hard to become Americans to the benefit of our nation while achieving the American dream as a legacy for the betterment of their children and the generations of their family yet to come. That is the American dream and they who live it are Americans.

All the best,
Glenn B

If I Was A Bank Teller...

...and she walked in to rob the bank and then stuck that Thompson right in my face, I'd probably never see the gun or realize the bank was being robbed.

All the best,
GB

A Bit Of My Philosophical Thought On Being Armed For Self Defense

With life being as cheap as it is, that is YOUR life being seen as cheap in the eyes of others who would just as soon kill you as look at you, I have developed a simple philosophy.

Whenever you can go anywhere legally armed, you should do so; and you should know how to defend yourself with whatever primary arms you chose to carry. If you can avoid going to places wherein you cannot be legally armed, avoid them; that is unless you are willing to be illegally armed and face the consequences if any. Of course, if you choose to go unarmed, you must also be willing to face the consequences of that.

I am not advocating that you illegally arm yourself, that decision is completely you own to make. However, I will say that the consequences of not being able to effectively defend yourself or your loved ones against deadly force, illegally used by someone against you, might wind up being more dire than being apprehended for being illegally armed should you take action against someone trying to kill you. That last is just something to think about as we are faced with events like those described in the articles at the following links:

http://www.foxnews.com/us/2015/11/05/isis-praises-calif-university-stabber-as-details-on-his-background-emerge/?intcmp=hplnws

http://abc7ny.com/news/photo-shows-mans-injury-after-knife-attack-on-subway/1069710/

http://www.cnn.com/2015/10/01/us/oregon-college-shooting/

There are as many other similar situations as you can to find by doing an intensive search online. Then there are the more mundane, at least to the media, cases of robberies, assaults, rapes, murders and other violent crimes that occur each and every day in which the victims are usually unarmed. I am a firm believer in fighting back when and if I can do so, to protect my life and the lives of my loved ones, so I go armed whenever and wherever I legally can do so. My personal philosophy is for me to go armed, stay alert, and avoid trouble if I can avoid it. Yet, if it comes to me and or my loved ones being imminently threatened with loss of life or serious bodily injury without a reasonable chance for us to escape unharmed  then I will take decisive self defense action up to and including the use of deadly force. In other words, I will fight as if my life or the lives of my loved ones, depends on it. 

By the way, the time to start considering and preparing to defend yourself is now, hopefully well before you ever are involved in any such potentially life threatening situations.

All the best,
Glenn B

Anybody Know What Kind Of Pistols She Is Holding?

Yes, I am admitting that somehow I actually noticed there are a couple of pistols in this photo.

All the best,
GB

One Tooth Ache Down And...

...one sinus infection to go and then I should be chipper once again. Missed work today because I was feeling like crap, I am guessing because of a bad tooth that led to a sore throat and sinus infection.
Went to see the dentist about 2 1/2 or 3 weeks ago and she drilled a couple of teeth to replace old filling in one and fill a cavity in the other. With a day, my gun started to hurt around one of those teeth and the tooth behind it. I just figured it was sore from the work she had done but also noticed lots of food getting stuck between those teeth. A couple of days later I had a sore throat and made an appointment to seen ENT who I should have seen a month earlier for a cancer follow-up visit. Thing was I had to wait a week for my appointment. During that time the sore throat got better but the tooth was bothering me more and so was my jaw and then my sinuses on that side so I made an appointment to see the dentist again too. That appointment was set for this Saturday but the ENT appointment was last Thursday. The ENY said I had a sinus infection and noted my edema was recurring. He gave me some antibiotics. Within 3 days of starting them, the pain in the sinuses was just about gone, the tooth and gum no longer hurt except a tiny bit and I was about to chance the appointment with the dentist when the dental assistant sent me a text asking me to come in today since she knew I was not at work (the dental assistant just happens to be my wife). So there I was in the dentist's chair today being told that the food getting stuck has not caused an infection in my gums, nor had the tooth ache or jaw pain been caused by an infection and yet I was having the tooth she had already replaced the filling in drilled again to have the new filling replaced. It's all convoluted and I am sure that I had an infection in my gums and tooth while the dentist disagrees but the end result is that I am feeling better. After 4 days of antibiotics the infection seems to have cleared up, the tooth seems not have food getting stuck since she redid the filling again today, I am sick of seeing doctors and I will probably show up at work tomorrow. While a bad day fishing (or hunting or shooting) beats a good day at work, a crappy day at works beats spending the day at the doctor's (or dentist's) office.

All the best,
GB

I Don't See Anything Unattractive...

...at least when it comes to the AK (or is that a WASR 10). Anyway, the rifle looks fine to me, in fact I think they look better than an AR. As for the woman, there was time I would not have slammed the door in her face but now I am married and decrepit. Oh well, regardless of my marital status and my physical condition, she is certainly more attractive than many women I have seen before her regardless of the hair. As is often said here in NY (as a compliment although, many from other parts of the country seem to think it some sort of a complaint): She's not bad at all.
 

 

All the best,

Glenn B

Liberal Leftists Claimed George W. Bush Was In Essence Corrupt...

...and claimed he had less than ethical contracts with oil companies and thus increased the price of oil here, that he had less than ethical dealings with companies that had military contracts and thus made money off of that while our troops suffered, and that he was pretty much the most unethical budget raising president we had ever had up until his presidency. The leftists never stopped screaming about it, it was virtually constantly in the news throughout his term and even years after his presidency.

Since Obama has been in office the debt has about doubled (or more) from when Bush was president, oil prices while down recently remained above what they were when Bush left office, I think for at least 4-5 years, and they are still fairly high (you will note they only fell drastically once the 2016 campaigns launched), and now (among other things) we have another scandal, of which there have been many under Obama, that trumps many of the others at least when it comes to finances. It has been reported that the Department of Defense spent $43,000,000.00 (forty three million dollars of tax payer dollars paid by U.S. Citizens and legal resident aliens) to build a gas station in Afghanistan. It reportedly should have cost no more than $500,000.00 (five hundred thousand dollars). More here. 

So tell me, why aren't the leftists bashing Obama, protesting his presidency and screaming about this in the media? On the other hand, why are any of us tolerating this crap under this administration! I would think that the original colonists would have revolted by now had this happened back then. The least we could do is demand his impeachment if this is true.

All the best,
GB

Revisiting A Photo That Has Always Intrigued Me

This photo has been around on the Internet for awhile now. I stop to take a look at it each time I come across it in a list of images of armed woman. I don't know if it is just the good looking new age model, or either or both of the fine old age weapons (whether or not reproductions or truly old) that she is holding or the combination of all three but this photo has always intrigued me as to why I like it so much.

All the best,
GB

A Patriot Passes

I don't recall exactly how I disagreed with some of his politics, then again, I don't recall everything with which I found myself in agreement with him. I clearly remember though that I agreed with most of his politics because he seemed to truly be a very patriotic American. Fred Thompson has passed at the age of 73 due to a recurrence of cancer (source).

My condolences go out to his family, loved ones, friends and associates. He was a fine American.

All the best,
Glenn B

I Disagree That Obama's Sending Only 50 Special Forces Troops...

...to combat ISIS, on the ground, shows his lack of commitment or that as Lindsay Graham reportedly put it: "Sending 50 American Special Forces into Syria in the eyes of ISIL shows that Obama is not all in." See more here.

Really, I don't think it shows that at all. Instead, I truly believe that this action on the part of Obama is a strong indication that he throws virtually his full support into that crisis - just not on the side of the United States or its allies but rather on the side of ISIS.

ISIS is the biggest threat to world peace that currently exists. Sure, right now Russia and China could pose a bigger potential threat as could any alliance of several smaller nations against us and our current allies. However, right now - the biggest actual threat to world peace, the one most likely to cause WWIII, is what is going on in the Middle East regarding the constant advancement of ISIS and all the petty muscle flexing by nations that are supposedly fighting against ISIS. Hell, it seems that not only will our president not make an all out effort to oppose and destroy ISIS, he cannot even call it by the name it is called by the rest of the world. I think the man is a buffoon, a wannabe tyrant, and maybe that he is quite possibly a traitor or at least headed that way. It certainly seems to me that he is leading us toward disaster.

Of course, I could be wrong. He might be hiding is true intentions as opposed to George W. Bush who telegraphed, for months, the attack on Iraq before actually commencing it; thus allowing anything that should not have been there to have been removed to someplace else like Syria maybe). I would be surprised though if Obama actually took sufficient steps to annihilate ISIS by way of committing sufficient troops on the ground with actually effective orders of engagement.

All the best,
Glenn B

A Few Pics From Last Weekend's West Virginia Bloggershoot

I did not take all that many pictures while at the bloogershoot in WV last weekend; that was mostly because I was shooting or spotting for Brendan. Anyway, here are most of those I have.

 



Andrew (?), or maybe not Andrew, shooting a scoped Ruger 10/22 at 100 yards.

 

Brendan reloading the Remington R1.

I was quite happy that his trigger finger was not
on the trigger or even inside the trigger guard..

Brendan continues to blast away.

Nancy waiting for a chance to shoot.



Jay looking back thinking he
had best make room for Nancy.

 

Kara firing the Uzi, under the watchful eye of our host,
who wishes to remain incognito.

 

I suck at name retention, so I will have to go with his blogger name.
Here is New Jovian Thunderbolt firing some thunderbolts downrange.

My first attempts at sighting in the Savage Axis, in 308, at 100
yards. First three shots in red, 2nd three in white, third group in
blue and my last group in zombie green. I gave the scope about
four more clicks up and left it at that. I am thinking that it's now
probably good enough for deer and I suppose it might now even
be even good enough for zombies during the apocalypse. Too bad
we could not sight it in further out but 340 Defense's 400 yard range
was closed due to new a neighbor's lawsuit. Imagine moving next to a
range and then filing a lawsuit that it might be dangerous. Prior resident
never did that and apparently lived there for many years. Fucking leftists!

I only got shots of 7 out of 22 shooters or so; I have to say my shots on target went better than that. While I kind of, sort of, maybe wish I had taken more pics, especially of Brendan, I really enjoyed what shooting I did. That just took up my time that otherwise would have gone toward taking pictures but after all it was a bloggershoot not a photo-shoot. You can see additional photos, taken by other attendees, here and here.

All the best,
Glenn B

If No One Else Was Impressed...

...I have to say that I impressed myself while shooting my Remington R1 (1911) at 100 yards when at the bloggershoot in West By God Virginia recently. What really made me happy was that I was not using a rest and thus was shooting off-hand and hit the target as many times as I did. You cannot see it very well in this video but the target consisted of two adjoining steel plates one above the other; they were just to the shooter's right of the two paper targets that appear on the left. In all, both combined were about the same size but maybe somewhat smaller than one of those paper targets.

My shooting was not perfect but I am still pretty happy with how I shot. If you want to know how many times I hit the target, with one mag full of seven rounds, watch the video. While Brendan only started filming after the first few shots, I fired off seven shots in all. I found hard to believe that I could even see well enough to have done that well, let alone not shaking too much at my advanced age ;>) to have gotten that many hits. Shot another mag before that to get my bearings so to speak, hit a decent number of times that first mag-full too.



I was even more impressed with Brendan's shooting. I have a video of him taking six shots (some of the mags were new and it was hard to load all seven rounds in them) at the same steel target from 100 yards. He hit with 4 out of 6 shots. Considering he hardly ever gets to shoot a pistol, so far this was only his third chance this year and never at more than 30 yards, him getting 4 solid hits at 100 yards was purdy darned deserving of praise from his dad - that being from me. He got it!



Gotta love it - keeping an American tradition, our rights and liberties alive by passing them on from father to son. I am proud of my boy. Yes, he is a young man but still always will remain my boy to me; if you are a parent you know what I mean. Anyway, he understands it.

All the best,
Glenn B

Never Expected To Pay...

...over $400 for two concert tickets but just shelled it out (by way of plastic) a few minutes ago. Brendan and I are going to see Black Sabbath - The End at the Jones Beach Theater in August 2016. (Hell, I never thought I would have to buy tickets that far in advance for anything either.)

I was the first of my friends to ever get a Black Sabbath album (their first one and a few more after that) and have to say I have liked them (with Ozzy in the group), and Ozzy on his own, ever since. While I am not a groupie nor even an avid fan of the group, I have to point out that I think their first album is the best all time album to which I have ever had the pleasure of listening.

I saw them in concert many, many years ago, I think at MSG, and so, I debated seeing them there again this coming February. Since MSG is quite anti-gun and I don't want to travel into NYC unarmed - all I could say about that was fuck giving MSG a dime. So I decided on seeing them at the Jones Beach Theater in August 2016 regardless of their firearms policy (which I am pretty sure is that it's a no gun zone because it is in a state park). I picked there and then since it is much closer to home despite chancing a rainout or that one of them will drop dead by then causing a cancellation. Of course, I could be out of the picture by then too - who knows!

Anyway, that's the venue and time frame for which I bought tickets. Maybe I should have bought a third ticket for resale to try and recoup some of the expense for the other two. Have to think about that a bit but quickly before they are sold out.

All the best,
GB

Woke Up This Morning At 4:30 And...

...it was 3:30 but it didn't matter to the dogs, they were still running on their biological cocks and had to go out to pee. Then I woke up at 5:30 and it was 4:30 but it felt like 5:30 to me (about the time I crawl out of bed on weekdays lately to go to work). Then I took a couple of aspirin to help my aching back and the next thing I knew, I was climbing out of the sack at 9:30 but it was 8:30. Then I had the thought, that was inspired by the lines at 3:02 of this version of Roadhouse Blues by The Doors, that maybe just today the end may be held off for an hour longer. Then I reset my clocks.



All the best,
GB