Netflix

You know you are watching a really good "bad" movie when the "Navy Seal" presents his sidearm in a teacup grip.

Not listening to the half time show

It's on the TV, but like the first half of the game, it's muted.
Instead, Belle has some drivin' Blues playing from her computer. The images on the tv are almost in perfect time with the music. Amusing to watch, and the music piping in via the intertubes at the BAR Corp. HQ is much better.
The pyrotechnics are getting ridiculous.  Each year (the mysterious) "they" feel compelled to push the envelope.

The (formerly) great Britain

And Puss Morgan deigns to look down his pasty white nose at us bible and gun clinging American miscreants.

I wish I was more skilled with GIMP. I'd put the bed wetter Piers Morgan's face on that image.


The Brits don't want him back, so maybe we could deport him to the Gaza Strip or perhaps better,  Somalia?






** I apologize in advance for the stream of consciousness posting, but I just saw where if I had direct TV I could record five episodes, simultaneously, of crap I don't want to, nor would ever watch.
I may have to take up macrame again. There is so little on my cable plan tv guide that I do not page right past these days.

Oh the Irony.......

So, Texas passed a law that requires photo I.D. to vote.  Eric Holder's DOJ sues Texas over the law.  Eric Holder speaks at the NAACP...  Photo ID is required to see him speak.

Story is here


Wow, wonders never cease.


h/t Facebook friend of mine.. Q.R.

Karma... heh.. couldn't happen to a nicer guy...

Okay, so we have been getting a lot of flooding in our area.  I'm scrolling through photos online and I see this very distinctive truck half submerged in flood waters.

I've seen this truck before and the driver is one of those who drives like a bat out of hell, cutting people off and tailgating the shit out of you.

Buh bye truck!

It's an older truck so he won't get a huge settlement out of it....  in fact, he probably only carries liability on it..

 

Good Grief Cable TV has gotten BORING

One minute and thirty-five seconds to the dude walking the wire across horseshoe falls. TV is muted, I'm blog surfing.  This is supposedly live.  In this day and age of YouTube, the tight rope walker is going to have to fall and die via a direct impact on a massive rock all of which will have to be captured by hi def, high speed video to break the 20,000 views threshold.
Meanwhile, to fill out the "show", they are showing interesting and exciting video clips of extreme snow skiers, snow boarders, sky divers, etc., etc, etc,
What? no Rally Car Crashes?
So in thirty seconds or so, we'll get to watch this guy gingerly walk the tight rope 5 inch diameter cable.
Yeah, I know, I'm pegging the snarkmeter. I certainly can't do that. On the other hand, I have no desire to do so.  I don't jump out of  perfectly good airplanes either.
This is going to be like watching the Kentucky Derby raced on the backs of giant  Dr. Doolittle Snails.

downdate: I'm looking at the time stamp on this post, 7:52 pm cst. It is now 8:30 and now there's still 42 seconds counting down on the clock before this dood sets foot on the wire.  Where's that power button? ah, there it is. I'll watch the yootooob video tomorrow so I can fast forward through it.
Yawn.

Idiot Prank Reminds Me of a Story

My other half posted up this morning about a prank that some kids pulled at a Subway restaurant.  Something very similar happened to me when I was a teenager.

When I was in high school, I worked at McDonald's.  I was working the drive through one night when a group of boys walked past the window and amongst the group, one of the guys pulls a gun out of his pocket, points it in my direction and says, "Bang".

I can remember the sick feeling that I had in my stomach and pale as a ghost, I turned to my manager and said, "Oh my god, he's got a gun."

The group of boys came inside the store and the kid with the gun immediately realized that we were all in a panic and they needed to get the fuck out of dodge.  They took off.

A little while later, the police pulled them over (we had gotten their plate number and gave it to the police) and the officer brought them by the restaurant, cuffed and asked me to identify who had the gun, which I did.

Turns out that the gun was a shiny silver plastic toy gun.  It was dark outside and so I didn't realize that it was fake.  The officer kept asking me if the guy had said anything to me like, "Stick'em up.. or give me all your money," which I answered with a no.

They guys got let go, (once their parents came to pick them up) but they never pulled that crap again.  Had any one of those fools said anything other than "bang", they would have been taken to jail for a very long time.   The kid with the toy gun apologized to me for months afterward (he still came to McDonald's) and even asked me for a date quite a few times.

I never did go out with him, I figured that anyone that stupid is just not someone that I would be interested in dating... ;)

The Average American

Eats four servings of French Fries per week.  So I'm told by Modern Marvels on the History Channel.
I wonder who out there, is eating mine.  I mean, to make up for my lack of eating French Fries.
I love French Fries.  I can't remember the last time I had French Fries.  I'm sure I did at some point in the past year, but I just don't frequent the fast food hamburger joints much anymore. Well, at all really.
So, obviously :-) someone out there is compensating for my lack of french fry eating, which means they are eating 8 servings of french fries per week.  Maura should give them a good stern talking to.
Curse you idiot box! Now I 'm craving french fries!

Top Shot on tonight

4th? 5th season?
My interest wanes. The interviews, the jinned up drama.
oh, and never, never, ever coach someone when they are on the line. Unless axed.
Bad etiquette.

Don't Patronize the Lady Shooters!

Yesterday was bowling night, so I typically leave from the office and go to the indoor range, queeze off a box or two of ammo and then go bowl.

I was out of ammo (aside from the full magazine in my pistol) so I stopped off at the local large chain sporting goods store and went to gun counter to get my ammo.

Behind the counter, the clerk, who probably had the education level of the 8th grade though he was around my age, was trying to sell this woman and her husband a short barreled 12 guage shot gun for home defense.

Good idea of course; however, it was the woman that is wanting the gun as the husband works nights.  The counter guy was telling her, "well, if I were you, I wouldn't worry about the bruises on your shoulder or the kick because this will stop them dead in their tracks, better to have a bruise than to be dead!"

My mouth drops and I put my face in my palm.  The lady turned down the gun and started to move away from the counter.  I politely stopped her for a moment and this is what I said to her,

"I'm sorry but that guy should never try and sell you a gun that you aren't comfortable with.  While in theory he's correct, better a bruise on your shoulder than to be dead, but the problem is that you may have to fire the thing more than once.
"If you are worried about the kick, buy yourself a short barreled 20 guage and load it with buck shot.  It won't kick as hard as the 12 and no burglar is going to laugh at you for shooting a 20 at him rather than the 12."

Store clerk puffs up like a blowfish and says, "Well the 12 guage has more power!"

I smiled my sweetest Southern Belle smile and said, "Yes of course it does, but it's better to have a little less power and be confident of what you're shooting and be able to handle your weapon properly and accurately, than to have all that power and the fear of pulling that trigger because of the pain involved.  Hesitation breeds disaster."

Store clerk, still puffed up and a little red in the face, "Power is better!"

Me, still smiling at him said, "What good is power if you can't use the effing thing?"

Store clerk just looks at me, unable to say anything and moved along to help another person down at the other end who had been waiting before I arrived.  The lady and her husband both thanked me and said they would be back for a 20 guage. 

Once the clerk returned to help me, I said, "I will take 3 boxes of Monarch 9mm Luger FMJ and 1 box of 9mm Luger Monarch Hollow Points"

I don't know what it is about this guy but he just couldn't resist, "Well hon, are you sure you want Monarch, we have some really nice Winchester rounds on sale for just a couple bucks more and it's much better quality!"

I smiled again and said, "Did you really just ask me that?  Winchester is the dirtiest ammo that I've ever fired and I refuse to put that crap in my gun.  Monarch, is cheaper, it has quality enough to hit what I'm aiming for and it is extremely clean."

I think that guy was just trying to save face because had been served and quite possibly owned.  Never patronize a lady shooter.

The only reason I stepped in to the conversation was because the way he was talking to that woman, was not promoting a concern for self defense, but just plain old bravado.  Shame on him.

What's on Netflix tonight?

Burn Notice. I got totally hooked on the show while my daughter was here recovering from oral surgery.  My previous TV series binge was Firefly, about which I have a question. Did Firefly only run for one season? Or, are there more?