Just in time for Christmas!!!

Mohammabear comes complete with his own Koran and when you squeeze his belly he says " Die infidel" and 'America is the anus of Satan"

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A new lolcats video

I don't remember making this one. I need to stop mixing Tanqueray and codeine.

Pharmaceutical rundown and a funny

I was amazed when I finally saw all my medicines in one place today.

I know it can't be good to be filling myself with this toxic prescription coctail.

1. Hydrocod/gg syrup Tastes like someone took all the leftover halloween candy and melted it into a bottle. The good news is that it knocks me out for a couple of hours and makes my gin last longer.

2. Pro air HFA abuterol inhaler. Pretty much mental masturbation. I puff on this thing every few hours with little to unknown effect. Tastes like licking a new clock radio.

3. Mucinex. Big ole honking blue and white elephant pills. They smell and taste like that that carpet glue they use when they remodel a cheap hotel room after someone dies in it.

4. 12 hour nasal spray. It's the proverbial finger in the sinus dike. Finger in the dyke? ..whatever.

5. Allergy relief with diphenadrine. Not sure if it works but I'm afraid to stop.

6. Loratadine Orally disintegrating tablets. They are small, unintrusive and taste like strawberries. They are great for chasing Mucinex.

The doctor assured me that there is no problem taking these things all together.

I'd like to see that bastard try it...

Here's a funny:

So far so good

I was able to get out of my chair today and move around some. Now I know what a freaking zombie feels like. Two weeks of mindless TV and informercials have rotted my brain.

I was having fitful fevered nightmares about being attacked by evil kitchen miracle appliances. I also watched a lot of old movies on the "on demand" feature on the cable box to cheer myself up.

Sudden impact, police academy, Cheech and Chong, Conan the Barbarian, Every which way but loose. just to name a few. I think I lost a few IQ points in the process.

When I finally got upstairs to my computer I was dismayed to find that Windows had taken a dump. I spent most of today reinstalling everything. I'm trying to keep a good attitude. There isn't any point in getting grumpy about life's little curveballs.

I'll be spending the next few days catching up with everyone's blogs. Can't wait to see what everyone's been up to.

Quick update

Sorry for the lack of visits and updates. I'm still trying to get better. The doctor gave me a steroid shot and it seems to be working. This is the sickest I've been in at least 20 years.

I've spent the last 2 weeks in a recliner guzzling several different medications. Not sure if they are worth a damn or not.

Thanks again for the well wishes. I can't wait to get back to normal blogging

On the mend

Thanks everyone for the kind get well wishes. I'm truly fortunate to know such great folks.

I finished my antibiotics today and I'm finally able to move around some without running out of air.

I'm lucky that my wife and kids have been taking good care of me.

I'm going to try to do some pre-thanksgiving cooking tomorrow and try to enjoy Thanksgiving the best I can.

I hope everyone has a nice turkey day.

Down but not out

I developed a bad case of pnemonia last week. Couldn't blow out the candles on my birthday cake. The doc put me on some roto rooter antibiotics, an inhaler and some codiene cough syup and says I'll be better in about 5 more days.

Needless to say I'm not moving around much but at least I'm starting to mend.

I'll catch up with you guys as I can.

Taking a short break

Wife's on Vacation this week so I'll be taking a short break.

I'll be sure to catch up later on this week.

Have a good one!

Veterans Day

I want to thank all who served for their military service. I'm proud to know some of you personally some through blogs and hope to meet many more. You guys make me proud to be an American.

Last year on Veterans day, I posted this about my dad for one day. then took it down. I was nervous about putting it up due to privacy reasons, but after speaking to him about, it he said it was ok to share.

I didn't find out about this event until a few years ago when few the surviving witnesses got together along with my dad's commanding officer and wrote a citiation and submitted it to congress.

S. Jesse (then Sp4c) US Army Company D, 1st Battalion(Airborne) 503 Infantry 173d Airborne Brigade (Separate) Place and date: Kontum Province Republic of Vietnam, 3 March 1968

Citation: for conspicuous gallantry and intrepidity in action at the risk of his life above and beyond the call of duty. Sergeant S. distinguished himself while serving as a M60 machine gunner with company D during combat operations. D company while patrolling up a hill in the central highlands came under very heavy and intense fire from a large force of North Vietnamese Army regulars.

The initial volley of fire from automatic and crew served weapons killed or wounded all the men on the point fire team as well as wounding the company commander. The enemy had dug in where the ridge narrowed greatly and then fell off steeply on both sides. D company returned fire to the flanks and up into the forward trees, but could not put effective on the dug in enemy because of the risk of hitting their own wounded. Exposing himself to withering enemy fire, Sergeant S., with his gun team behind him, crawled forward to a position beyond the point element and immediately engaged the enemy.

Sergeant S. Moved to within 15 yards of the dug in enemy and his covering fire allowed other men in his platoon to reach their fallen comrades and begin returning them to the center of the company perimeter where medics treated their wounds. The enemy while continuing to fire from their dug in positions, mortared D company's front perimeter. This resulted in more casualties.

Some of the men in D company pulled back during the mortar attack but Sergeant S. refused to withdraw. His covering fire allowed for additional trips by members of his platoon to retrieve all the killed and wounded.The North Vietnamese soldiers were seen to be firing their weapons by lifting their guns without raising their heads resulting in their fire not being effective.

The NVA attempted to send a force down the hill to reinforce their positions. Sergeant S. fired upon and dropped the two lead NVA soldiers coming down the hill and afterwards no further attempts were made by the NVA. Sergeant S. was shot through the upper right arm knocking him back from his gun. He crawled back up to his machine gun and continued firing. All of the other wounded had been taken back to the center of the perimeter, but Sergeant S. refused to leave his position.

Sergeant S. ran out of ammunition when his ammo bearer was unable to bring more due to intense enemy fire. Sergeant S. then noticed NVA soldiers attempting to move past his position on the right to flank D company. S. then picked up an M16 rifle left by a fallen soldier and stopped the NVA from advancing on his right. Using a bandolier of M-16 rifle ammunition, Sergeant S. continued to put down suppressive fire to his front. By this time S. right arm had seized up and was useless.

In order to reload the M-16 rifle with one arm he got into a sitting position and braced the rifle on his leg to remove and insert a fresh magazine while he was still only 15 yards from the NVA position.

Only when he was relieved up front by C Company did he allow himself to be evacuated to the center of the perimeter to be treated. Sergeant S. actions allowed the complete extraction under fire of all D companies dead and wounded and prevented effective fire on those doing the extraction.

Upon arrival at the battalion perimeter S. was put on a medivac helicopter. Before the helicopter could leave another casualty was brought to the landing zone. Sergeant S. got out of the helicopter that was full to allow the other soldier to be medivaced out first.

Sergeant S. extraordinary heroism in action at the risk of his life were in keeping with the highest traditions of military service and reflect great credit upon himself, his unit and the U.S. Army

Too much information..or things I don't want to hear.

Sometimes people with diarrhea of the mouth and no mental boundaries need to have some kind of electronic speech filter device installed over their face.

Ever run into someone who just spews things out of their mouth that no one would want to hear?

No.. I don't want to hear about your sex life. I don't want to hear about the sounds, smells or any play by play. If this is an attempt to warm me up to some weird swapping idea..forget about it you sick fuck.

I don't want to hear about your latest gynecological exam and the green discharge dripping down your leg. I'm flattered that you see me as approachable and a good listener, however if you want know about what to do about the cottage cheese between your thighs or the rash on your anal cleft, I suggest you go to the free clinic. Thanks for ruining my lunch.

Man, please spare me from stories about your sexual exploits. Ok you screw a lot. I've seen what you take behind the bar dumpster at 2:00am...believe me..that's more of a foul than a score.

Mom: you know I'm always concerned about your health issues, but you can stop at "distended". I get the picture.

Guy waiting next to me at the Pharmacy. I know exactly what diverticulitis is. You don't have to go into graphic detail about having pork in your colon that's older than I am.

Lady with 4 kids at the park: I don't mind having a pleasant conversation about the weather and your kids. But C sections, episiotomies, and the vaginal exercises you do to keep your husband happy are definitely off the topic list.

Note: None of this applies to you bloggers. We always have the option of hitting the back button and without the stuff I mentioned we would have nothing to talk about.

And now for something completely different...

Dear Abby,
My husband is a liar and a cheat. He has cheated on me from the beginning, and, when I confront him, he denies everything.
What's worse, everyone knows that he cheats on me. It is so humiliating.

Also, since he lost his job seven years ago, he hasn't even looked for a new one. All he does all day is smoke cigars, cruise around with his buddies while I have to work to pay the bills. Since our daughter went away to college he doesn 't even pretend to like me and hints that I may be a lesbian. What should I do?

Signed: Clueless

Dear Clueless,

Grow up and dump him. Good grief, woman. You don't need him anymore! You're a United States Senator from New York running for President of the United States. Act like one.

Abby




Dahler Mendi



Some weird stuff

Random thoughts.

I discovered a new beer. Shiner Black lager... It's tasty. It has hints of chocolate and coffee without the heaviness of a typical Porter or Stout.

I've got a pretty well developed sense of smell and taste. I'm not a wine snob but I do know when something is all hype. Most expensive wines are hype. I've purchased some highly regarded bottles for $35 to $50 just to see what the hubbub was all about. I was always dissapointed. A couple of them I had to pour down the sink.

I've decided to stick with what I know is good.

Some of the best inexpensive wines I've found are: Columbia Crest. Smoking Loon, Woodbridge, Twin Fin, and Yellowtail. They all are under $8 per bottle.

I've tried some other hip new California labels but invariably they taste like turpentine mixed with sour milk.

I'm getting used to screw tops and plastic corks. It's nice to buy a bottle and it not be contaminated by a dry moldy piece of cork. I don't know what the laws are other places but around here alcohol is a non returnable even if it tastes like like a recycled enema.

I've been farting around with my banner. It's a work in progress. I really liked the old one but the meaning behind it no longer applies.

I saw a documentary last night entitled "Blog Wars" It was about the power of Bloggers in our political process and the way they can drive news stories to the front page by sheer mass of numbers.

At first it seemed even handed but then it became a biopic ass-kiss-fest of the Daily KOS and the smarmy milksop that runs it. That ruined it for me.

Ever watch the dog whisperer? Hector Milan apparently makes a living helping owners of ill behaved and psychotic pets. Invariably he can get the pet under control in a matter of minutes.

Then he gets tell the owners they are idiots for letting a 3 Lb Chihuahua run their life.

Is this a great country or what?

Tooth day was a success

Thanks everyone for the nice comments.

I took her in about 9am. Daughter dear still didn't know what was going on despite me explaining it to her for the umpteenth time.

I filled out the paperwork and the assistant asked if we were doing the extractions today....

DUH! that's why you called me in...

They took more X-rays and said they needed to pull 5 teeth. "Uh all at once?" I asked cautiously.

"Oh yeah might as well get it over with." she replied.

So I sat down in the lobby and finished reading Glory Road

Before I knew it, they asked me to pull the car around to pick her up.

The nurse carried her out and said she would probably just want to sleep and to only give her Ice cream. My little one had a mouth full of bloody gauze and she kept muttering "whah happen...?

She was still goofy from the anesthesia. So I strapped her in her car seat and took her to whataburger for a chocolate shake. The place was packed, so I went to Baskin Robins. still..no parking.

So I took her to the grocery store and sat her in the shopping cart. I couldn't help but laugh because my daughter was acting all goofy like a relaxed drunk. She kept grabbing things and putting them in the cart and kept trying to help me pick produce. Nothing I said could dissuade her.

We got home and I sat her in front of the TV with some orange sherbet. She's resting but still silly as hell. I want some of whatever they are handing out at that dentists office.

Bad news is I've got to take her older sister in First thing Monday morning for the same procedure.

Tooth day

My youngest daughter goes in for her extractions this morning.

We went for my oldest girl to get checked out yesterday and they tell me her mouth is a mess too and she will have to have several baby teeth extracted over the next couple of years to make sure there is room for her adult teeth to come in straight and have enough room.

I feel bad for putting them through this, but the damage done to their teeth as babies is really going to start affecting them more and more in the next few years.

My son gets his bottom braces next week as well.

Luckily they are all double insured and we have some of the best pediatric dentists close to the house.

Looks like I'll be spending a lot of time in waiting rooms and buying lots of pudding.

A peek inside Hammer's head.

My wife thinks I'm weird but puts up with me anyway. We agree on most things and the rest we just let slide because they are not that important.

I never demand that people agree with me, but if they insist on arguing over a point, I expect a rational discussion using facts rather than emotion and logical fallacies. Otherwise there is no point in even bringing it up.

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My politics are pretty easy to understand. :

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Laws are pointless. People who are predisposed to murder, theft, rape are going to do so no matter what some piece of paper says. I've never known of someone not robbing stores because they all of the sudden found out they could be jailed for it. People should be able to protect their own interests, hire detectives and private security if they need something more.

Same goes for prohibition. There are just as many people doing drugs now than there's ever been despite the billions used to fight the war on drugs. Prohibition just puts the element of crime into the mix and elevates prices to the point where addicts mug little old ladies and burglarize homes for a few bucks to score some heroin, crack, meth or whatever.

It just doesn't make sense. Let people get their cheap drugs at a pharmacy and only punish them if they hurt someone.

In regards to sex and marriage, everyone should be able to do what they want without government interference. Marriage should be a contract drawn up by a lawyer and officiated any way that people choose. It's no ones business where people put their naughty bits as long as it's consensual and the participants are of age.

Taxes: are bullshit. Until WWII hardly anyone paid income tax. Once the government got their hands in our pockets there was no way they were going to stop. Now they squander our money with reckless abandon. Why not? they didn't have to earn it.

Religion: Let people worship the way they want. However, public funds should not be going to support it. A religion is legitimate as long as it doesn't cause harm to it's followers or advocate violence against non believers.

People say I'm going to hell for making jokes about God and religion. I've always wondered..what would an omniscient being care about being worshipped by me. Why would he ever be offended by a joke. Wouldn't God have more important things to do than count how many times little Stevie looks at goat porn on the internet?

The arts: Art should be able to stand on it's own for the sake of it's aesthetic and commercial appeal. Why should my tax money go to endowments for so called artists that think a crucifix in a jar of piss is high art.

Foreign policy: Protect our interests and stay out of alliances and political entanglements.

Immigration: Open up more legal immigration for people with skills, who are willing to work hard and who truly want to become integrated Americans. Do not offer any public services and make it a serious crime to hire illegal immigrants. Deport them as soon as they are discovered.

Crime and punishment: Eliminate victimless and procedural crimes from the books. Make criminals pay total restitution to their victims plus interest using work programs or indentured servitude then set them free. If the criminal is guilty of heinous crimes against society, give them a choice between lethal injection or hanging. Once someone pays their debt to in full, all their rights should be restored.

Politics should not be a career. One term only with just enough pay to cover basic living expenses. No more buying votes with pork barrel programs and redistribution of wealth for political gain.

The Environment: Make conservation profitable. I know we can turn garbage into diesel fuel. Why aren't we doing it on a large scale? ...cough corruption... conpiracy..cough... One single volcanic eruption sends more CO2 into the atmosphere than has ever been sent by mankind. Global warming is here by natural design... learn to love it.

Like I said, it doesn't really matter if you agree with me or not. I'm happy that there are a variety of beliefs and opinions out there. It makes life interesting.

Suggestions..questions... and remarks

If you have loud conversations, yell admonitions and warnings to the actors on a movie screen, buy a DVD player. Those images on the screen cannot hear you but everyone else can. So shut the fuck up!

If you have curly black hair on your belly and back please do not wear a half shirt or sports bra to the shopping mall. I am really glad you are comfortable with your body. Maybe some day I will be just as enlightened.

To the moms out there who proudly dress their daughters as a street hookers. Go step in front of a bus.

To bloggers that leave a vague comment with a link to their Viagra blog. Get bent!

To all you female teachers out there wanting to hump 13 year old boys..uh where were you in 1983 when I was taking about 18 cold showers a day?

Hey guy who is doing construction and trying to flip the house across the street from me. I know you are on disability and Workman's comp with full pay. I just called your boss you fucking worthless thief.

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To the little old lady at the grocery store. I know I'm a big, long haired scraggly looking mother fucker. I didn't mean to scare you, but it looked like you needed help lifting that heavy sack of canned goods. Thanks for not freaking out.

Hello lesbian cashier girl in the liquor store. I spotted you a mile a way and I have no problem with your sexual preference. Quit trying to make your girlfriend jealous by flirting with me. Just a hint...The wallet with a chain and crew cut gave it away.

Mrs teacher lady who thinks they are too smart and too good to follow the mandated educational plan for my child. I've been through this before. You will lose. Why do keep trying to screw with me and my kids?

A day in the life.

I wake up about 4:30 or 5:00 AM. I sleep with the TV tuned to something educational, so by the time I'm ready to get up there is some strange fruity guy with a fake accent demonstrating a new gimmick for cleaning floors. That is usually enough motivation to get me up and moving.

Ugh. I remove my football mouth guard that I got at the sporting goods store.
It keeps me from grinding my teeth at night and waking up with ground up enamel in my mouth. I already chewed though the one that the dentist made me. The only drawback is that it makes my mouth taste like a lake. I've got to brush my teeth and right away before I do anything.

Next, I get the kids awake. I've learned to stop being sweet and nice about it. The lights go on and I do my Sgt Carter impression: "MOVE IT MOVE IT MOVE IT. I get the kids their medicine and try to keep them from cussing and punching each other on the way to the bathroom.

I've got to supervise the brushing of teeth and positioning of the hair. It's tough doing pony tails so I have the girls stand behind me so I can reach backwards to tie their hair up properly.

We always have issues with finding shoes, socks and backpacks despite my best efforts to take care of this shit the night before.

When I get downstairs I fire up the TV. Morning cartoons soothe my nerves.

I'm never sure if they eat the lunch served at school, so I make each one of them what they like for breakfast to make sure they get properly fed.

The youngest girl likes eggs sunny side up with toast and butter.

My middle daughter likes Oatmeal with cinnamon, sugar and milk.

My son always asks me to make scrambled eggs mixed with diced sausage and cheddar cheese topped with a ton of Tabasco.

By this time my wife comes down and I have her fried eggs waffles and a glass of milk ready on the table. I also pack her a lunch in case she can't get out of the office to eat.

By this time I'm getting tired and toy with the idea of driving the kids to school in my T-shirt that reads "she farted" But I know as soon as I do, I'll be forced to interact with some butt breath dickwad at the crosswalk.

I finish getting showered and dressed then get the kids to School by 7:15.

I usually drop off the dry cleaning, and head to the store to get milk, eggs and bread and whatever I'm making for dinner that night.

When I get home I check blogs, balance the check book, make any calls or appointments then take a quick nap. Then it's time to clean up the house, do the dishes and pick whatever shit the kids left all over the house.

I'll read a few more blogs and soon it's time to get the kids. I leave early so I can get a good spot to where my kids don't have to cross in front of the other psychotic parents speeding up and down the streets. I usually have a few minutes to read a chapter or two of whatever Heinlein book I've got in the car.

Once the kids are picked up, we get back to the house, and I make them a snack and we start on home work. Now that all the kids are in Elementary school we've got three sets to complete. The thing that sucks about it is that I know how to do the problems but I have no idea what the hell the instructions are talking about. Numerated word sentences? WTF? So I teach them to do it my way.

Once that's done I'll read some more blogs and then start dinner. Once again, everyone wants their own thing but this time I make them help me if they want their own special order.

When the wife gets home I usually cook her either, chicken or steak and vegetables and open a bottle of pinon noir.

Sometimes we watch a favorite show if we can agree on somthing that's not a romantic comedy. or I go hang out and watch you tube with the kids.

By 9pm the kids are in bed and I'm tired. So in goes my mouth guard, on goes The science channel or history channel and I'll doze off. The wife is usually asleep so she doesn't mind the sound of the TV but I've got to keep it on to drown out the ringing in my ears.

Part of me misses being out there running a business, dealing with customers and the outside world but I feel fortunate that I can do all the stuff for my kids that my parents couldn't do for me. I'm sure the rat race will still be there waiting for me once the kids become less dependenent.

Old stuff.

I like old stuff.

When I was a kid I liked taking out the back seats of old cars and looking at all the junk that had accumulated back there. Old receipts, toys, food wrappers, money and business cards. It's interesting to dig through 40 year old trash and think about what has changed over the years.

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I always wanted to be an archaeologist, but one who got to keep the stuff I found. I guess that's called grave robbing these days. Maybe treasure diving would be better, but I swim like a lead brick. I'll stick to digging through couch cushions and old cars.

I was looking through an American Rifleman magazine from 1945. There were tons of advertisements for little mom and pop operations that made holsters, little specialty parts and tools. Out of curiosity I googled these old names and I was really surprised that over 80% of them were still in business in one way or another. The ones that had gone out of business were either in New York City, Los Angeles or Chicago...go figure.

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One of my favorite past times is reading those old books that are placed decoratively in fancy department stores. One time in Macy's they had a elementary text book from 1899 sitting on top of a display. I opened it up to a random page and it said black people are more closely related to apes than white men. Holy shit! You'd think they'd watch that stuff a little closer. Hell, maybe I'm the only person who has looked inside that book in 107 years.

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I don't actively collect antiques anymore. I don't have the room for a bunch of stuff that has the sole purpose of collecting dust. I don't want to be a slave to my possessions and now I only buy old stuff that has some day to day purpose. For the longest time, I had an old Rotary telephone from "Joe's Bar" on my desk that was plugged into my computer's modem.

I'm pretty much over being attached to "things" If the kids break something ... whatever.. It's just stuff.

Sunday Sunday Sunday

Thanks for all the birthday wishes. It's actually in a week or so.

Tahoe is off because my youngest daughter needs emergency dental surgery. Her adult teeth are coming in and her baby teeth aren't even loose. She has to get 4 extracted under anesthesia asap. We are just waiting for the Pediatric specialist to call back.

It's no skin off my nose. The kids are more important. I can always go later.

I'm glad everyone liked the revolver pictures. I still need to post my ash tray, pottery, shotguns, and my auto pistol collections. They don't see the light of day much so I'm glad I can post pics so other people can enjoy them.

Some of you inquired about gun safety. It's a subject near and dear to me. I have been around some terrible gun handling by people who should know better. I've also kicked people out of my house who refused to obey my rules regarding firearms.

Here goes:

Education. It is never too young to start teaching gun safety. Even if you do not own a gun chances are one of your child's friends will have them in their home. Firearms should NOT be a forbidden fruit. Tell youngsters that if they see a firearm to leave the area and get a responsible adult there asap to secure it. An NRA gun safety course or hunter safety course can be invaluable for accident prevention and to prevent kids from mishandling firearms.

Basic rules:

Keep your finger off the trigger and out of the trigger guard unless you intend to shoot, you are sure of your target and what is behind it.

Never hand a loaded weapon to someone. Always check and recheck and treat it as if it is loaded. If someone shows you a gun, open the action and check to see if it's loaded even if you just saw them do it. If you don't know how to operate a particular gun, find someone knowledgeable or take it to a gunsmith.

Always keep guns pointed in a safe direction. I can't count the times I've had someone ignorantly point a gun at me in a sporting goods store. The muzzle should be pointing at the ground or downrange. Never point a gun at anything that you do not wish to destroy.

Storage: Guns not being used for protection should be kept under lock and key and stored separately from ammunition Safes are a good option. Gun locks are pretty useless but are free and really don't hurt anything.

As far as a home defense gun goes, there are inexpensive key and thumbprint coded lock boxes that can be accessed rather quickly. Hiding guns from the kids does not work it just piques their curiosity and leaves them vulnerable.

Do not tell people that you keep guns in your home. Avoid NRA or gun manufacturer stickers and decals on your car. It just invites unwanted attention from police officers and criminals.

Do not use a gun rack in your vehicle. There are metal bar locks and lock boxes that can be installed under the seat to keep your firearm secured when you are forced to leave it in your car.

Keep detailed records and pictures of your guns with serial numbers in a safe place. In case of theft report this information to the police immediately.

These are some basic guidlines that should cover most important issues.

One of my collections

I started collecting guns over 20 years ago. I'm particularly fond of revolvers because it's early 19th century technology still going strong today.

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Starting at top left and going down

H&R 38s&w 6 shot removable cylinder made 1940

Nagant revolver 7.62 cal made 1941

Ruger Blackhawk .44 magnum made 1978



Second row top to bottom

Taurus airlite titanium .44 special (my daily carry gun)

Smith and wesson 642-2 .38 special titanium

Smith and Wesson 629 .44 magnum



3rd row top to bottom

Smith and wesson victory model sent to Australia during WWII .38-200

Taurus M66 .357 magnum. My first revolver purchased with saved lunch money

Smith and wesson 625 mountain gun .45acp



4th row

NAA .22 mini revolver



5th row top to bottom

Ruger Blackhawk 30 carbine made 1980

Dan Wesson .357 magnum

Uberti .45 Colt

Colt New Army .38 special made 1902



I don't shoot as much as I used to. Every once in a while I dust them off and fire off a box at some paper targets. Mostly they are to look at and to pass on to my kids when they are older and more responsible.

Hammer's 35th video. while on the subject of birthdays.

Halloween roundup

For everyone that inquired about the feeds. I checked you out and you're fine.
Sorry if I made it sound complicated.

Halloween went fairly well. My Neice and nephew and their little ones came over as well as my inlaws and brother in law.

My Mother inlaw made fantastic costumes for my kids. My son was dressed like John Travolta in Saturday night fever. And my daughters had princess outfits that pretty much blew away all competition. For all the differences I have with my mother in law, she does take care of the kids at holidays.

My crotchety Father in law likes to hand out candy. He gripes at and harasses the kids that are too old, have no costume or don't say "trick or treat" It's actually kind of funny to watch, but I'm sure my house is going to get toilet papered one of these days.

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My mother in law proposed that she throw a birthday party for me at her house next week and use the event to invite the estranged people in our family that refuse to talk to us for whatever reason.

Pretty much everyone on that side of the family has completely disregarded or forgotten my birthday for the last several years, now she wants to use me as a guinea pig?

She said that Christmas is too sad and painful for her with the family not talking.

I knew it was all about her.

I told her that I have no issues with my sister in law, her boyfriend or anyone else. It is they who have cut us off for continuing to associate with her son. I also stated that it was my responsibility to protect my wife from getting blindsided and treated like shit from her estranged sister.

I also asked: Does sister in law want to reconcile? Is she still mad at us? Do they miss us or ask about us? My Mother in law stared at the ground for a second and said she didn't know.

That's what I thought.

I'm going to Lake Tahoe for my birthday instead. Screw those bastards. I'm too old for games that don't have poker chips involved.