Saturday Feel Good Stories
Whimsical, but if he had that platform in 1775 would Phased Plasma Rifles in the 40-watt range be the evil assault weapons of today? I kind of like to think so.
Bad shoot.
Authorities release man, say deadly Vacaville shooting may be self-defense
By Jess Sullivan
FAIRFIELD — A Vacaville man arrested Christmas Eve on suspicion of murder was released from jail Thursday night after prosecutors said their review of the circumstances of a deadly shooting could not rule out the possibility the man had acted in self-defense.
The man, 39-year-old Daignet J. Montoya, was sitting in his car shortly after midnight Monday in front of a Bel Air Drive apartment complex. A group of four or five people, including 17-year-old Essien J. Edokpayi, approached Montoya.
Angry words were exchanged and Montoya went to his apartment and retrieved a gun. He then returned to the group and the dispute resumed with someone throwing a bottle at Montoya. A shot was fired and Edokpayi was struck in the chest. He died a short time later.
Should have been, “…went to his apartment and stayed there.” The rest of the article may be read here: The Daily Republic
Texas block party?
Man dead after attempted burglary near Central Lubbock
By KCBD Staff and Ryan Crowe
Police asking for neighbor’s surveillance footage
LUBBOCK, TX (KCBD) – One man is dead after an attempted burglary in Central Lubbock, where police report he was trying to burglarize homes and vehicles in the area.
Police were called just before 10 p.m. Wednesday to the 3500 block of 38th Street after a shooting was reported, according to a Lubbock Police Department news release.
When police arrived they found a man, identified as 43-year-old Oliver Perez, with a gunshot wound. Perez was taken to University Medical Center with serious injuries and was later pronounced dead at the hospital.
An initial report by LPD said Perez was attempting to burglarize cars and homes and was shot by a homeowners. An investigation, led by LPD’s METRO unit, is currently ongoing.
The rest of the article may be viewed here: KCBD News
Good Gawd. I throw myself on the tender mercies of Sis MC, ’cause I don’t write ’em, I just post ’em.
Category: Feel Good Stories
Daignet J. Montoya shot Essien J. Edokpayi.
I actually cut and pasted that because after a dozen tries at the keyboard I gave up.
Where’s Claw with the Whiz Wheel?
The Whiz Wheel™® went on a bit of a bender last night and slept in a little extra this morning, but is now up and spinning. The results are:
Daignet J. Montoya (DAM*) 29×4= 116
Essien J. Edokpayi (DRT) 32×3= 96
* Dumb Ass Move
Love the cross draw shingle rive.
Bet he could split someone down the gig line with it.
“Police Asking for neighbor’s surveillance footage”
For neighborliness, not sure I’d give it. Don’t want to get my neighbor, who just may have done me a good deed, and saved me a lot of grief, into any trouble with the po-po.
Sister Mary Grace is likely to go on retreat if these reporters don’t learn how to write clearly.
Fear not, oh, AW1Ed. The solution is to send these lame-ass reporters a copy of Strunk & White, and tell them to drop their ambitions about writing best-selling novels. Praise be to Zeus, he of the Lightning Strike, and Thor, he of the Noisy Hammer.
I meant to ask, can you add an extension to the barrel of that plasma rifle to increase range? Or does that also require a bumped-up battery pack?
I was thinking that, if the Colonials had been in possession of a few of those hyperfiring ballistic rifles from ‘Aliens’, the whole thing might have been over with in 15 minutes.
And Cornwallis would have been heading out of Boston Harbor (or whatever) before the Green Mountain Boys set off a second round.
Then we could all go back to the tavern and have beef/turnip/onion/potato stew (with carrots) and some apple brown betty. Good times.
Then there is Harry Turtledove’s “Guns of the South.” His breakout novel from the early 90’s that allowed him to quit his day job and become a full-time writer. Now he covers half a shelf at Barnes & Noble with alternative history. Not quite your “Aliens” idea but a fine read.
Try some of Newt Gingrich’s alternative histories. I recommend Gettysburg highly, a three volume set. He and Forstvhen make a great writing team.
The smaller weapons from ‘Aliens’ fire both bullets and grenades. You can tape one of them to a flamethrower and have some real fun.
There is also the bigger gun that requires a harness for the wearer – fires much bigger calibre ammo.
Ex;
I may have mentioned this story awhile ago. I was working for Brink’s and we still had those S&W Mod 10 Bull barrel .38’s and while in a Manhattan elevator after making a delivery, one of the peeps in the elevator pointed to my speed loader on my duty belt and asks me what it was so I took it out and flashed it real fast and said that it was a miniature grenade launcher that screwed into the front of the barrel/muzzle and it fired six mini grenades. I forgot what the guy said but after me and Ed got off of the elevator, we both cracked up. I also had one of those gizmos called the Le Farter that you held in the palm of your hand and you could make passing gas sounds by squeezing the rubber part. We had a lot of fun with that. Out at Swiss air cargo (JFK) I unloaded the old .38 in the back of the truck and me and the guard got into a phony argument as I lit a fire cracker and when it went off, Richie fell back onto the stack of bags as I held the gun. The driver turned around and his face got whiter than a bed sheet. Great laugh from that. Couple of weeks later after we got in to the office which was after midnite, the driver calls me over to the dispatch window and next thing you know, he pointed a gun at me and fired which turned out to be a small starter pistol. Even Steven. Stories could go on and on with all the stuff I pulled working there.
Now I know why every now and then I read about money falling off the the truck onto the highway.
26Lima;
When I first started with the company, we were on the FDR where the PD used to overlook us being in commercial vehicles when all of a sudden, I felt a wind and turned around to see the back door swinging in the breeze with the barn type steel bar on the floor and I crawled over the stacks of bagged coin while the truck was still moving and waited till the door swung towards me and then put the bar across the u shaped holders. Nothing fell off. These bars were the same type that would go across a barn door to keep it shut. On the older and newer trucks, a number of times the rear doors flew open when the tires rode over an uneven spot on the road and the 2 rear doors would twist verticaly up or down and the door lock bolt would separate from the bolt hole hence the traffic jam as people stopped their cars to pick up the currency or coin on the roadway.
I believe that would be Lake Champlain Ex-PH2.
I’m not sure that the journalism departments of our fair universities know of Strunk & White.
I’m fairly sure that the products of those journalism departments would be unable to comprehend Strunk & White.
Too busy with Marx and Engles.
Ed, regarding the illustration:
American Patriots–Defending the homeland…since 1775.
Years ago I was sitting in a New Mexico DMV office not far from the Mescalero Apache reservation when an old, long-haired, bow-legged Apache gent walked in wearing a bright red T-shirt that showed in black silhouette three Indians in traditional dress, holding AR’s and looking out at the ocean where a Spanish galleon was anchored.
Underneath was inscribed: “American patriots–defending the homeland since 1492.”
Musta been Alamogordo, didn’t think Ruidoso had a DMV.
That’s an awesome Res. Ever ski White Mountain? Best powder I’ve ever experienced.
Waaaay back in the day.
Nice!
My favorite T-shirt along those lines was worn my one of my CMCs. He was part Comanche and his had a picture of them that read “the original Department of Homeland Security”
Two DRT. A very good start for Saturday.
I have a couple of the throwing hatchets a buddy made for my Rev War thru Mountain Man History Displays. Took a good bit of practice, but I did get to the point where I could hit and stick the target @ 25 feet.
William Forstchen did a number of “What if” books. Several are quite “I hope this never happens.”