Halloween weekend open thread
Here’s your frightening open thread for the weekend hosted by my neighbors who come for breakfast daily to eat my apples. A nice Fall theme.
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The spice must flow.
It does.
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As long as it’s with rum….
“Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.”
Muad’Dib is wise in the ways of the desert. Muad’Dib creates his own water. Muad’Dib hides from the sun and travels in the cool night. Muad’Dib is fruitful and multiplies over the land. Muad’Dib we call ‘instructor-of-boys.’ That is a powerful base on which to build your life…
Jonn is Sooo cute. His costume is, I’ve heard, a wheelchair with a cardboard Bradley kinda covering it?
I’m gonna be honest; I want to see that, because that is a badass costume.
As long as there isn’t a “Ruger .222” lobbing volleys on it.
Ahhh, Halloween. I dared to look at some phony CPO’s webpage and saw that he’s accusing yet another man of being me. Once again he’s impugning the wrong man, but fools will be fools!!
Why you looking at land whales holloween? I’m worried bro
My curiosity got the best of me. I just wanted to view the latest exhibits of that shmendrick’s idiocy!
I’d rather punch myself in the nuts than listen to or read one word of the bullshit that idiot puts out.
Less painful. Maybe I’ll ask the Oregon DMV if that plate was properly transferred.
Better yet, ask if they’ve checked to see if he possesses the required passenger endorsement on his driver’s license as well as proof of having passed a DOT Physical Exam, two things required to legally operate a passenger van like that!!
Isn’t he supposed to have a CDL if he’s going to do what he advertises?
Yes. In order to legally haul passengers for hire, he needs what I mentioned, air brakes or not!
I bet the FAA would still like to have a word with him too.
It’s back up? Darn.
Hell yeah working on holloweenie. I’m missing all the sluts 🙁
If “ifs” and “buts” were liquor and sluts, we would all be having a very Merry Christmas!
Since Jonn moved to WV this is for him:
Another radical Trooper version on cello can be viewed here:
Man, that was awesome! I’ve been a big fan of these bluegrass covers of classic rock and metal ever since I first heard Hayseed Dixie. I am going to send a link to this video to my wife. She loves that old 80’s metal and these guys do Maiden justice. Wow, just wow!
Jonn,
I have the same visitors, for the same reasons. Oddly enough, I get more satisfaction sitting on the front porch watching them (especially the fawns) than I ever did hunting them.
I still consider them tasty though.
Same here, Gravel. They wander my back yard, eating the apples, and roam up and down my driveway, eating the pears. Drives my dog crazy when the motion-activated yard light comes on.
We have a friend that keeps us in venison year round.
It’s cold here in my kingdom, a mere hint of things to come. I look forward to winter and the delightful stuff that will ensue.
My furnace needs a new thermostat. Cats are fine. I am making oatmeal-raisin-nut cookies and will have bacon & eggs for breakfast. I’m in it for the long haul.
Cats huh? Only live with 11 here.
Winter freaking sucks.
Strong message follows at some future time.
Winter, Hondo?
Summer just ended, my friend. And we’re looking at snow and 50 mph winds tomorrow.
Gonna be a fun one, lemme tell ya.
NHSparky: see above. I didn’t say winter had started yet – I merely said it sucks. Categorically.
If I never again saw snow or frost unless it was (1) in a photo or video, (2) on a mountain range above 7000′ elevation, or (3) when I intentionally went to cold country on vacation, I’d be perfectly happy. And that last wouldn’t happen very damn often.
I detest cold weather. Unconditionally.
I have two middle-aged. Used to have 6. Attrition set in, and now I’m down to 2.
And when these two go to kitty heaven in a few years, I will stick to shorthaired cats. I love the longhairs, but the hair is embedded in everything and will require a century and two house cleaining teams to completely remove it. No more long hairs. Maybe a chihuahua, too.
Yep,snow and 35 degrees in northern Indiana. Here in Idaho it’s currently 70,sunny,with a bit of wind. Snow showers are in the forecast for the high country tomorrow though. Lawn sprinkler system has been winterized,leaves all raked up,pantry and freezer are stocked,vehicle fuel tanks are topped off,so bring it on.
It’s sitting around -5 here in interior Alaska. We are getting ready to head to Wainwright for the kids to go get their Halloween on.
For Ex:
“Winter is icumen in,
Lhude sing Goddamm,
Raineth drop and staineth slop,
And how the wind doth ramm!
Sing: Goddamm.
Skiddeth bus and sloppeth us,
An ague hath my ham.
Freezeth river, turneth liver,
Damm you; Sing: Goddamm.
Goddamm, Goddamm, ’tis why I am, Goddamm,
So ‘gainst the winter’s balm.
Sing goddamm, damm, sing goddamm,
Sing goddamm, sing goddamm, DAMM.”
From Ezra and me.
Thank you for your kind thoughts, Zero.
Zero: Ezra Pound? That anti-Semitic, racist, turncoat bastard only cheated the hangman by legal chicanery – specifically, an IMO incredibly questionable case of “insanity of convenience”. He should have been worm food NLT than the early 1950s – not the early 1970s, when he died of natural causes at 87.
Screw that damned worthless asshole of a traitor.
Can’t disagree… Fact is, other than that single poem I never had any interest in him or his work. Sad that, and that that clump of words captures soooo perfectly my views about the onset of winter.
Now I’ll have to find another?
Try Poemhunter dot com.
Might I suggest…. “Sappers” by Rudyard Kipling When the Waters were dried an’ the Earth did appear, (“It’s all one,” says the Sapper), The Lord He created the Engineer, Her Majesty’s Royal Engineer, With the rank and pay of a Sapper! When the Flood come along for an extra monsoon, ‘Twas Noah constructed the first pontoon To the plans of Her Majesty’s Royal Engineer, With the rank and pay of a Sapper! But after fatigue in the wet an’ the sun, Old Noah got drunk, which he wouldn’t ha’ done If he’d trained with Her Majesty’s Royal Engineer, With the rank and pay of a Sapper! When the Tower o’ Babel had mixed up men’s ~bat~, Some clever civilian was managing that, An’ none of Her Majesty’s Royal Engineer, With the rank and pay of a Sapper! When the Jews had a fight at the foot of a hill, Young Joshua ordered the sun to stand still, For he was a Captain of Engineers, With the rank and pay of a Sapper! When the Children of Israel made bricks without straw, They were learnin’ the regular work of our Corps, The work of Her Majesty’s Royal Engineer, With the rank and pay of a Sapper! For ever since then, if a war they would wage, Behold us a-shinin’ on history’s page — First page for Her Majesty’s Royal Engineer, With the rank and pay of a Sapper! We lay down their sidings an’ help ’em entrain, An’ we sweep up their mess through the bloomin’ campaign, In the style of Her Majesty’s Royal Engineer, With the rank and pay of a Sapper! They send us in front with a fuse an’ a mine To blow up the gates that are rushed by the Line, But bent by Her Majesty’s Royal Engineer, With the rank and pay of a Sapper! They send us behind with a pick an’ a spade, To dig for the guns of a bullock-brigade Which has asked for Her Majesty’s Royal Engineer, With the rank and pay of a Sapper! We work under escort in trousers and… Read more »
Perhaps not apropos for the season, but a beloved poem of military Engineers everywhere!
Is there a poem for Signal Corps/Commo?
It was snowing in Hillsdale only a few hours ago.
It’s gonna be an awful winter.
Learn cross-country skiing.
It will keep you warm and provide great exercise.
Just remember,”Man who cuts own firewood gets warmed twice”-some Chinese philosopher.
And just remember the following words of wisdom:
“Build a man a fire and he will be warm for the night. Light a man on fire and he will be warm for the rest of his life!”
🙂
Or…white man cut lots of wood and builds big fire to stay warm.
Indian is smart enough to build small fire and sit close to it.
Ex, my wife read the last thread in which I pissed you off (still sorry about that, BTW). She wanted you to know that while cussing me out in languages I don’t speak is normally a Wife’s Privelege, she authorizes and encourages you to do so at will.
She also made me sit through two full hours of “Real Housewives” as penance. I think I’d rather give myself a vasectomy using kitchen utensils and no anesthetic than suffer that again.
‘Real Housewives’????? OH, good lord, even I wouldn’t do that to you!
She truly loves you. It could have been worse, you know.
TOW, you have my deepest sympathies. Having to watch any of those “Housewives” series is painful. There has to be a better way to be in your brides good graces that that!!
Palmer (of the Ballsack) and Pildo’s new company will be called “Ballsacktical.
Any guess on what services or product they will provide?
Yes, but it isn’t fit to print.
The answers to that question are probably in this book.
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Spectacular-Saggy-Scrotum-Allan-Plenderleith/dp/1841613355
The older I get, the more “climate change” sucks! Damn!
Plans are well underway for a winter home in Kailua-Kona and summers in Northern Idaho. My present state will just be a flyover and contributor to my bank account. I HATE winter, even here in “sunny” Cali.
Lived on Hawaii. Waimea is cheaper but avoid Puna. We got to watch as Kiauea eat one town.
I made the incredibly insane suggestion of building an “off the grid” home for our retirement in Pittsburg, NH–actually somewhere between there and the Canadian border.
For some reason, the woman was quite happy with that idea. Something about nobody being able to get to our home for 4-5 months a year without a snowmobile appealed to her.
I guess it’s too late to sell her on the Redneck Riviera?
A canine Distant Early Warning System named Bandit or Rin-Tin-Tin will provide inexpensive but quality security for the modest wages of a daily mix of canned and dry food, regular Greenies and Milk-bones, a large, real bone to chew on, and a large cardboard box lined with polartec fleece. Health care for this employee is cheap, too: once a year vet visits for rabides, lepto, distemper and parv shots.
I figure my watchcats who zoom from one window to another at night and wake me up when someone crosses the perimeter line are the best alarm system you can get.
Funny, I’ve been threatening the wife with retirement in Pittsburg, NH for years. Every time she’s told me to go to hell. The last time it was mentioned, she actually considered it.
I’ll say one thing for that town…if you want to get away from it all, it certainly fits that bill.
If you really want to go off the grid, these people have been building that kind of home for a long time now.
http://enertia.com/
And these people build reliable soapstone-clad heating stoves for cold weather. http://www.woodstove.com/
I think there is even someone who can build a Hoosier icebox the way it’s supposed to be built.
The house is a number of years away, but who knows? They might have electric run up to Second/Third Connecticut Lake by then.
Hell, you might even be able to get a cell phone signal. Nah, that’s just crazy talk there.
We did a cabin at Back Lake for a week one summer. The kids nearly went insane.
Point Lookout, Civil War POW camp here in SoMD is supposed to be one of the most haunted spots in the US. A couple stories;
My son was doing high school mandatory public service (thanks, People’s Republic of Maryland!) there. After a day of work, the crew was being carted back through the swamp via tractor and wagon. They heard a bell ringing in the woods. The Park Ranger in charge of the work party stopped the tractor and said, “Ya’ll hear that?” Yes, they all head the bell. He said,
“There’s nothing out there. Just swamp.”
A lady I know was there one evening, around dusk. She said she held it together pretty well when a line of Confederate prisoners walked by, but peed herself when one raised his hat and said “How do, Maam?”
Happy Halloween!
So why were a bunch of communities celebrating Halloween yesterday, and in some cases earlier in the week, when today is Halloween???
Happy Halloween anyway, whenever and however you select to celebrate it. Or not.
Think I’ll go change some clocks forward. (Then pretend that it’s April Fools Day.)
Those would be the communities that don’t want Beggar’s Night to fall on a Friday or Saturday evening. They don’t want unsupervised teens running around late into the evening pulling pranks.
Yeah, that’ll stop the yutes from pranking.
Devil’s Night, which is the night before Halloween, in Detroit, was unusually quiet, as was Wednesday night. Only 66 fires reported. And the city was happy with the numbers.
That may be explained by the numbers from 1984, when there were 810 fires in the two days leading to Halloween and Halloween night.
Eeek! I forgot momentarily about Daylight Saving Time.
Spring ahead, fall behind.
I have to go move everything back one hour. At least some of my ET gear does that itself.
In Russia, they call it Winter Time (or Hours) and Summer Time (Hours).
Thanks for the reminder, OWB!
I don’t have to worry about deer, but the moose ate my son’s pumpkin. He was sad but it gave me an excuse to get him another one to carve and get meeting more seeds to roast.
What are you complaining about? It was one pumpkin.
The squirrel ate all but two of my tomatoes, and bit the last one, then left it hanging.
It finally poured rain today in parched California. I enjoyed it because we haven’t had any in a while, but it sure picked the appropriate night 🙂
So any guess what Phildo is for Halloween?
A felon, a SEAL, a Naval Commander, a Indian Chief, a gay cowboy, a Policeman or maybe he just slutted out?
Trick or Treat! Can I have some taxpayer money?
I forgot thief, a drunkard, a druggie, a lair, a pervert and a failed role model.
My bad.
On the one hand, the new jobsite is still in the early stages, so no OT just yet, but that’ll change soon enough.
Just as well–now I get to come home every weekend and enjoy the family MUCH more often. That’s especially important with the holidays coming up.
I buy great Halloween candy. Well, my wife does. Too much. All I have to do is hand it out while they go trick-or-treat. Parents…make your kids say “trick or treat!”. And say it like they mean it. You kids are f’ing yourselves coming up here weak w your bag out. Scared. Be strong. Own Halloween!!!’!!
You need some help, my man.
Really, GT? I thought I was trying to help the chiltren get more better candy by being assertive? I do get help. But be strong when u come to my house on Halloween!
If they can’t recite the classic Hallowe’en demand, they should not get anything but giggles.
Trick or treat
Smell my feet
Give me something good to eat.
If you don’t
I don’t care.
We’ll pull down your underwear.
It always got great results when we went out and hit the neighbors up for junk food and candy.
Loves me some PH-2 ! Bet your house smells like Fall Goodies all the time!!
That’s true. Oatmeal-raisin-nut cookies, chocolate chip cookies, my grandma’s chopped apple cake loaded with nuts and raisins and brown sugar.
When I made bacon & eggs this morning for breakfast, I did not turn on the exhaust fan.
I love the smell of bacon in the morning. It smells like… BACON!!!!! Good times.
I’ll figure out the cheesy hash browns. You need shreded cheese, shredded potatoes, and shredded onions, a 350F oven, and a reliable casserole. (Those aluminum baking tins will do nicely.) And top it with more shredded cheese.
Judge orders release of Marine
http://news.yahoo.com/apnewsbreak-judge-orders-release-jailed-marine-001707501.html
Yup, was just about to mention this.
I’m not fully informed on the situation, but I’m just glad to see the Marine is back in our justice system.
Glad that he’s home. Now, if we ever get adults in charge in Washington, we should rescind NAFTA, tax all “remittances” to Mexico at 90%, put a 200% excise tax on anything imported from Mexico, and start mass deportations. Oh, and by the way, my family is from Mexico. Hate that corrupt government over there and would do anything to see it gone. Maybe if we bring enough pain, the people there will hang the corrupt officials from lampposts and start over.
Per the US Constitution, no export taxes allowed (though tariffs are). Sorry.
Money is not an export. Remittances are income. UNTAXED income, as a matter of fact. Seriously, the only person using Western Union or any of the Mexican wire services to send money from the US to Mexico is an illegal who earned the money “under the table”. There is no oversight on any of it. Billions of dollars in revenue is being sent out of the country with no tax ever having been paid on the money. That’s money laundering by any definition.
I’m with Razorback.
If they don’t come in hard and with some attitude, they get the hose. And the fake dog poop. If they’re around after that, they might get a Sweet Tart. One.
If they come in hard, they get a full-sized Snickers bar, a handful of 1st tier candy, an NRA Youth Membership Application and a Free Drink Coupon for the Platinum Scorpion out by the airport.
That last part is for Dad.
So im sure there will be a thread for it soon, but just saw the Sgt Tahmooresi is being released. Thanks to Duncan Hunter and others for fighting for his release. 214 days in a Mexican prison and never a word from obama
And if I would have looked at the last post before hitting the submit, id know that someone else beat me to it by near an hour
HILLSDALE UPDATE:
School is going well enough, lo-and-behold. Despite difficulties in German, I’m holding my own as best as I can. I think this is a clear enough sign to me that languages aren’t going to help me any, so I’m going to start taking math and science classes next semester and start working toward that BoS over the BoA (yes, I know that it’s normally “BA” and “BS”, but I just can’t take those names seriously).
In my Religion class, however, I got a bad test grade. Unfortunately, I misread the essay question and didn’t answer it completely. The Professor feels like this isn’t indicative of how I am in the class, so he’s encouraging me to keep working the way I am. He also added that I was the only person in all of the Intro to Western Religion classes this semester to argue contrary positions in the essay, something he encourages.
Halloween went really well this year. Us in the dorm helped pass candy out to the neighborhood kids, and we were all in costumes to keep the spirit going. I dressed up as a Starfleet officer (don’t laugh), and had a damn good time.
Have a good weekend, everyone!
Live long and prosper, Wesley.
Good on you. Steal the hearts of some college women for me.
Twist, Winamac over Whiting 34-14. They play LaVille next for the Sectional title.
Best. Halloween. Costume. Ever. Note: READ THE EMAIL, THAT’S THE IMPORTANT PART!!!
No trick or treaters on the mountain last night, again, so the candy is all mine!
Not so fast! The EP counties declared today to be Halloween for trick or treat purposes. So, save some.
Also, I got an unusual screen when I clicked on a thread. It said something to the effect that the website has been reported as a fake or something. I just clicked out of it.
It just happened again. “REPORTED WEB FORGERY” screen that warns that the page has been reported as a fake page. Something. Rotten.Denmark.
Yeah, I got that too. I’m working on it.
I blame this on Bush.
Is Fat Land Whale with dead rat on face messing with? Or is it peckerwood?
Ten Bears is receiving steady signal.
Of course, when I started working on it, I couldn’t get to do it again.
It knows who is boss.
No probs here.
Big Gay Wickre misses us;
What a butt plug.
Quit complimenting the tool, Redacted1775.
That would be pretty funny were it not so pitiful.
Detached from reality? Desperate for attention? Oh, yeah.
Where am I? Right under your sniveling, snot-filled nose, you dimwitted codpiece clamp.
Can that moron find a new song to sing? This one that peckerwood cooked up is getting fat, old and incredibly boring.
Yo, Psuli-boi!
Here I am, bitch! I-95 north, turn left at Portsmouth. I’ve been giving you the directions for the last year, and you could even get them from your assclown buddies, but something tells me none of your ninja dickweed death squads will be anywhere near a “shall-issue” state.
YMMV. But keep running your cocksucker, Psulie-boi. If nothing else, it’s good for a laugh.
Psulmer (of the ballsack) is jealous that he doesn’t have a lizard brain (cerebellum) like the rest of us. Psul (of the ballsack) has to remember to breathe consciously, though his mouth. It must be a bitch when sucking cock comes more naturally than breathing. Testify Psul! (of the ballsack)
I read that missive as ‘we aren’t paying any attention to psulie-o the uncoolie-o, which upsets his road apple cart’.
Tough bananas, imbecile. You want me to go into a rant? Would that make you happy?
Well, just for that, I refuse.
People who seek attention do so in ways that does not make sense to the common individual.
Looks like he took James Mason’s advice….
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0xY7mBQrzXU
That rant was more discombobulated and inarticulate than usual!
I know this might be a small niche, but in your haste to stereotype your betters you’ve left out us single quadriplegic disabled veterans that live alone in our own house on a huge piece of property.
Juuuuuust saaaayin’
Wow, Wickre is living proof that cheap bottom-shelf wines cause brain damage!!
Yeah, Proud, he’s even more incoherent than usual. Must have started early for Halloween or maybe it as something to do with the end of Daylight Savings Time. Oh, by the way, I think this is a video of our friend…..
You know it’s pretty bad when he isn’t even considered anywhere near the “smrat” one of The Lemon Party Triad.
Sorry, Jonn–that one is just too good not to use.
Hey Psulmer of the ballsack, GFY sideways with a thousand dead porcupines! BTW, your cohort in the PNW still hasn’t found me yet, and to date he has wrongly accused four different Men of being me. Your drunken drooling skydiving associate in FL hasn’t found me either, all of you losers really bore the hell out of me except when you display your idiocy for all of us to see. You shmendricks never have and never will succeed!
Of course I’m still living at home. Where else would I live? The irony inall this I my “broke” ass lives I a home that is larger, worth more, and has more land than his does. I also don live there Midwest, not that living there would be a bad thing. How it must stick in his craw that one of his”lessers” has a better standard of living than he does.
The irony is that in general, we all have better, more interestng lives and histories than pickwickre peckerwood (and the other two maroons, too) and we don’t have to lie about it.
Broke and unemployed. That’s pretty funny, coming from a guy who 1–filed for bankruptcy, 2–screwed his own family out of a not insignificant amount of money, 3–had a declared income of about half of what I was making at the time.
Ask DullASS and Danni-boi the rustle bitch how their attempts to get me fired went.
Oh, any my mailbox has a cover. And I have a garage.
Another blast from the past… Dalton “Bunny Love” Coldiron has continued with his lies about being Active Army… still doing it. I’ve left the contact information for this site in case they have screen caps of him doing this online.
http://valorguardians.com/blog/?p=37002
Lovely dinner for a chilly Autumn night 🙂 Roasted Root Vegetables with Eggs 2 or 3 small beets, plus 3 cups/110 g beet greens, washed and chopped 4 Tbsp extra-virgin olive oil Kosher salt 1 apple, unpeeled, sliced into eighths 2 small turnips 2 cups sliced carrots, cut into 1⁄2-in/12-mm coins 1 Tbsp. chopped fresh rosemary 1 garlic clove 1 Tbsp. capers in brine, drained and coarsely chopped 1 Tbsp. Dijon mustard 1 Tbsp. chopped fresh parsley 1 to 2 Tbsp. unsalted butter 2 to 4 eggs Fleur de sel for sprinkling (French Sea Salt) Preheat your oven to 425°F. Put the beets, 1 Tbsp of the olive oil, and 1⁄8 tsp salt on a sheet of aluminum foil and wrap thoroughly. Roast for about 1 hour and 30 minutes. Toss the apple, turnips, and carrots with 2 Tbsp olive oil, 1 tsp salt, and the rosemary. Place on a sheet and roast beside the beets until browned, 15 to 20 minutes longer, and the beets are fork-tender. While warm, but not hot, rub the skin off the beets with a paper towel or clean kitchen towel. Slice the beets. When everything is roasted, heat the remaining 1 Tbsp olive oil and the garlic in a large sauté pan over medium-high until browned and fragrant. Discard the garlic. Add the beet greens and capers and sauté until wilted. Add the roasted vegetables and sauté until heated through. Taste for salt and adjust as needed. Remove from the heat, toss with the mustard and parsley, and set aside. When it comes to frying the eggs, you may need to either work in batches or have two pans going at once. Heat 1 tbsp of the butter in a nonstick sauté pan over high heat. Crack 2 eggs into a small bowl and gently slide them into the butter. (If you break a yolk, dis- card the egg and try again.) Reduce the heat to medium and cook until the whites are set but the yolks are runny, about 2 minutes. When ready, give the pan a gentle shake to loosen the… Read more »
A joke 😈 Are you a Democrat, a Republican, or a Southerner? The answer can be found by posing the following question: You’re walking down a deserted street with your wife and two small children. Suddenly, a Terrorist with a huge knife comes around the corner, locks eyes with you, screams obscenities, raises the knife, and charges at you… You are carrying a Colt 1911 cal. 45 ACP, and you are an expert shot. You have mere seconds before he reaches you and your family. What do you do? THINK CAREFULLY Which of the following most closely matches your answer? Democrat’s Answer: Well, that’s not enough information to answer the question! What is a Colt 1911 cal. 45 ACP? Does the man look poor or oppressed? Is he really a terrorist? Am I guilty of profiling? Have I ever done anything to him that would inspire him to attack? Could we run away? What does my wife think? What about the kids? Could I possibly swing the gun like a club and knock the knife out of his hand? What does the law say about this situation? Does the pistol have appropriate safety built into it? Why am I carrying a loaded gun anyway, and what kind of message does this send to society and to my children? How many rounds does this magazine hold? Is it possible he’d be happy with just killing me? Does he definitely want to kill me, or would he be content just to wound me? If I were to grab his knees and hold on, could my family get away while he was stabbing me? Should I call 9-1-1? Why is this street so deserted? We need to raise taxes, have paint & weed day. Can we make this a happier, healthier street that would discourage such behavior? I need to debate this with some friends for a few days and try to come to a consensus. This is all so confusing! ………… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… …….. ……… .. Republican’s Answer: BANG! ………… ……… ……… ……… ……… ……… …….. …… Southerner’s Answer:… Read more »
I need some magazines like you have! Wow! Haha
I was going to say the same thing, Standard 1911 Mag holds 7 rounds plus one in the chamber.
I have seen 12 and 15 round mags but they dont do well in a carry situation.
Mine is an 8-round magazine. I love being a criminal in a liberal’s eyes.
Looks like the SGM at Walter Reed was playing dress up too, as SF, and a Marine, and.. Yeah. What the fuck is going on?!
http://www.stripes.com/news/command-sergeant-major-charged-with-claiming-false-honors-1.112358#.VErT5LK6vjA.facebook
Correction: that should be CSM not SGM.
>:-(
He got lucky. Managed to finagle retirement…as a SSG.
Dammit! I was hoping to hear the following:
“You are hereby sentenced to 16 years in prison, reduction in grade to E-1, forfeiture of all pay and allowances, and a dishonorable discharge!”
A little Google-Fu research on him says he’s in Florida now. I wonder if he’s a “Head” Hunter for All Points Logistics?
I guess y’all missed these? (smile)
http://valorguardians.com/blog/?p=19847 (2010)
http://valorguardians.com/blog/?p=22545 (2011)
Stopped at Wally World on the way to the high school football game. I was on a mission. Needed me some Neccos. Ever since TSO bad-mouthed the Necco, the thin granite, chalky buggars have been on my mind. Bee lined it to the candy up front. No Necco. Walked down to the candy aisle. Pored over the offerings. No Neccos. Not a Necco to be had. I was greatly disappointed. I still need me a Necco. Bad.
Here you go, 2/17 AirCav.
Dollar Tree sells them.
http://www.dollartree.com/Original-Necco-Wafers-Candy-Rolls/p159316/index.pro
You have to buy them in bulk, however.
2/17, I know you can get them in retail packs at Walgreens. I’ve bought them there when I was getting my crossword puzzle book fix.
Ex- I’m my way. Thanks. I don’t need a case but maybe they sell packs. No Walgreens here, CLAW, but I appreciate the suggestion.
Sounds like it’s time for the homeless vet routine with a “Will Work For Neccos” cardboard sign.
2/17 Contact me. I will send you a pack of clays/NECCO waffers
You’re okay in my book–but read my report below. Thanks.
I almost forgot: try a gas station.
They started selling Twinkies again.
Hope is alive!
I loved Twinkies when I was a kid! I read on a trivia website that on average, 68% of a Hostess Twinkie is air.
We used to pick out the clove and licorice flavored ones and use them for BB gun practice targets. Who would have thought people would be Jonesing for them years later.
There was just something about the colors (purple and black) that made them good targets.
I’m reorganizing my stuff so that there is less clutter and more stuff. I was going through old notebooks to see if there was anything worth keeping, or just toss the innards and keep the notebooks, and I ran across this bit of fluff, which I think I cooked up in the 1990s, when ‘Dynasty’ was a big deal:
Introducing “Die Nastily”
The Sweeping Saga of the Cheddar Family
A Family of Rich, American Big Cheeses
and Their Cousins, as follows:
The Camemberts – Big French wheels
The Goudas – The German & Dutch cousins
The Gruyeres – Pretenders to the Camemberts’ and Cheddars’ fortunes
The Bries – The French yuppie family, with a Paris appartement, a wine câve and a vineyard in Provence, and a villa on Capri
The Velveetas – the American yuppie family consisting of Ritzen, the yuppie dad; Quichen, the yuppie mom; and little Cheesewhiz, their obnoxious 30-year-old yuppie brat living in their basement
The Mozzarellas – the Italian branch of the family, and their shadowy cousins, the Reggianos, the Ricottas and the Sformattas
The Roqueforts – the only part of the Cheddar family that goes spelunking, base jumping, and flying in wingsuits. They also cook.
Oh and Ode to CheezeSlayer Chevelier/LIAR 😈
Perfect 😀
Neccco-Philiac’s Report
Dollar Tree: Necco-less
CVS : Necco-less
Rite Aid: Necco-less
Food Lion: Necco-less
And just when I thought there were no Neccos in my immediate future, I tried one last place: Family Dollar. I couldn’t believe my eyes. There, below the Sno-Caps, Goobers, Rolos, and Tootsie-Rolls sat a box of Neccos, opened, on display, and light a couple of rolls. Happy day! Unlike all other candy, a roll of Neccos requires no tearing or prying to open. They are still wrapped as they seem always to have been, in wax paper and closed by mere foldings on each end. Ah, life’s simple pleasures! One thing though: I had forgotten how much the pink ones taste like Pepto Bismal.
How much were they per roll? Since I haven’t bought any in 50 years,I’m guessing maybe $1.29 a roll. Back in the day I think they were six or eight cents.
So Claw……..The big question is, how do Neccos stack up to those wonderful tropical Hershey bars we used to get in SP packs back in the day?
Here’s a nightmare, eating a tropical Hershey bar, then washing it down with a warm Fresca!
No contest. Necco’s 1000% better. But there it is,the stressor event I needed to validate my claim for PTSD. Tropical bar and warm Fresca,I knew it was out there somewhere.
Or even better, a Ham & Lima Beans C-Rat washed down with a warm Fresca. Ah,the good times we used to have.
Claw…..It can now be told. you are the only Vietnam vet I know, who not only liked Ham and MFers. But washed it down with warm Fresca!
Now that’s a war story you can tell your grand children.
You, my man are a true Vietnam war hero!
I call BS on this post. NOBODY could possibly have actually eaten Ham and Mothers C-Rats and still be alive this many years later.
Tanker72……Ever wonder where the moniker Claw131 came from? In 265 days Claw ate 131 ham and MFers. That’s roughly one every other day!
He’s one tough Hombre!
That’s right. My in between meals were the C-Rat Beef and Shrapnel washed down by Carling’s Black Label. Those meals made me the man I am today. The shit burning detail didn’t even have to add diesel to the drums,they just threw in a match and ran like hell.
.60/roll
Sounds reasonable. A nickel per tablet.
Heard from JRM, from the armed forces retirement home lately? Usually he’d be in the open thread and I don’t remember him from last weekend either. Hope he’s well.
Yes, he’s fine. He woke up coughing last night and couldn’t get back to sleep, so he turned on the computer and went to the internet to ‘Puppy Camera’ which turned out to be a toy Schauzer in the middle of bringing her tiny litter into the world.
It was a nice day today, in the upper 60s (the warm before the storm, it’s supposed to drop close to freezing, with snow in the mountains). I spent it either on a ladder or on top of the pergola, picking the clusters and bunches of canadis and Concord grapes from the vines. Half-a-dozen boxes worth of grapes, left outside and covered with towels and tarps, waiting for the time to process them into juice (with pulp), and stored in the basement for future use as either drink or jam. Lotta labor intensive work, but well worth the results.
I think I’ll leave this here. Feel free to head on over and introduce this idiot to some facts.
https://www.facebook.com/terminallance/posts/10152786583623608?comment_id=10152786637918608&offset=0&total_comments=114
I think Barry Baker has issues against women. He sounds like he just got rejected, and is taking it out on This Aint Hell for not replying to him:
http://valorguardians.com/blog/?p=56013&cpage=1#comment-2121195
Dammit! I’m getting the “Suspicious Web Page” thingie from my antivirus software. What happens on this site when I’m not here?
🙂
I woke up at an exceptionally early hour and hit the weather page first, then this. I didn’t get a message like that.
Something strange is going on.
Clearly some miscreant has stolen Jobu’s rum!
It might be a new tactic. The rank-and-pile idiots are reporting this site to Google as a virus site. Until their cyber security gurus actually look at it, they have to flag it as such.
Yeah, I got the page warning yesterday, then a new type today. It appears that aside from it being annoying, no harm is done.
Phrases only people in the military know
Good for a chuckle or two:
http://www.businessinsider.com/phrases-only-people-in-the-military-know-2014-10
I was unfamiliar with many of the terms. Clusterf—k is still in use, isn’t it? Shitbird? Stract, as in stract troop or trooper? The VN era saw an influx of many totally screwed-up French words. I guess they are all long gone.
I was unfamiliar with many of the terms. Clusterf—k is still in use, isn’t it? Shitbird? Stract, as in stract troop or trooper? The VN era saw an influx of many totally screwed-up French words. I guess they are all long gone.
2/17 Air Cav…By the time I left VN I thought of French as almost a second language. I took French in high school but it was nothing like the bastardized version I heard there. The VN common folk had a hard time with English, they had a harder time with French in my opinion. I could get the jest of the lingo but my high school French teacher (who was a HOT BABE of epic lore) would have fainted dead away to hear me speak when I came home.
Here’s an explanation of “STRACT” (or STRAC):
http://stancarey.wordpress.com/2013/01/03/strac-a-military-acronym-and-backronym/
It’s defined here too, along with a bunch of other military terms:
http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/Appendix:Glossary_of_military_slang#S
When I retired (1994), clusterfuck and shitbird were still in use. When I was OIC of the Crash Crew/Aircraft Recovery Sections at MCAS Futenma, we had a dog named Shitbird. He’d been around for a loooonngggggg time.
Stract (at least, that’s how we pronounced or mispronounced the term) meant a troop who was squared away, from bloused boots to buttons. I couldn’t believe how many words that source used to try to relate just that!
Sitting here watching the Patriots and Broncos play three and out football,I’m wondering if non flag saluting,queen of the selfies,Tariqka Sheffey has got her PFC back yet. After all she did receive a Field Grade Article 15 for her actions,but I don’t know if she got reduced as part of the punishment. Here’s hoping she is still on barracks restriction and extra duty.
Oops,sorry,I should have prefaced this with: Speaking of Shitbirds,etc,etc.
Well, I think clusterf**k has become fustercluck, for the purpose of not offending the tender minds of some people, and I do use the fustercluck version sometimes.
I’ve spent a worthwhile afternoon clearing out the junk that Master Michael propelled to my kitchen floor from the table, on one of his more active naptime dream sequences. That didn’t take long, but then, there is all that HAIR.
Then I spent the remainder of the afternoon sorting through stuff in a cardboard box for dumping via a contractor’s bag, bulk shredding, and keeping for scanning later on this winter when I’m bored. I swept the floor three times, cleaned up enough cat hair to stuff a sofa, and finally, hauled to the dustbin a full 48 pounds of what can only be politely described as wasted paper, because it’s almost entirely junk mail and old catalogs. Now my back is killing me.
While I was doing this, I found the copies of rent checks for my last apartment and remembered my ex-landlord, who had a very nice building and simply wouldn’t take care of it properly unless he was forced to by city ordinances. And per a friend of mine who works for him, he still doesn’t do what he should unless he’s forced to do so.
I also did one load of laundry and cleared out the dishwasher. When I took the trash out, I saw that the cold had finally killed all the remaining flowers in my flowerbed. Glad I picked some and brought them in ahead of the storm. Now they’re sitting in my kitchen window, bright blue and cheerful.
It was a useful, well-spent afternoon.
The Redskins lost.
We suck.
Back in the Army dark ages…white name tape era…we wore “Field Jackets”. They were fine until it rained and they absorbed every molecule of wetness and weighed a ton.
Several years ago I bought one of the “new” Goretex “field jackets” and love that mother. Its light, warm, dry, and can fold to nothing without wrinkling. I just put it on and wondered what you young whipper snappers call it? Is it still a “field jacket”?
NB: the jacket has no patches. It looks like it did when it came out of the PX. I wear it in RV campgrounds when it is raining and I have to walk the dogs. I do not wear it elsewhere to generate Vet sympathy.