Greetings and Salutations!
So… good comments and a few things I’ll address here. One is Berglander’s stating “and about a hundred pounds of extra body fat.” and I gotta say, you’re wrong bro. I’m currently (per my primary care Doc) 40 pounds over what my nominal weight should be (275/280). And as far as gym time? Just because I don’t poast about it doesn’t mean I’m a complete slug.
As some have said, this blog has ‘eyes’ on it.
Not everything is out there for general consumption.
In fact TBH I feel better than I have in years. Outside of occasional stomach issues, I’m feeling great. The only recent issue is I did pinch the hell out of C-5/6 the other night (while sleeping I think) and now I’ve lost the majority of the feeling in my right hand. It happens occasionally. It’s not a biggie, as ever since the original injury waaaay back in the day, it’s an on again/off again ‘thing’ I have to deal with. Lord help me if I ever have a stroke come down on me as BOTH my arms ‘tingle’ damned near 24/7… so no early warning there. Nope… My best weight is about 280… Like I said, I need to drop another 40. Anything less that that and I actually look unhealthy.
Considering I was at 340 a few months ago, I’m doing rather well. The stomach issues seem to stem from that I don’t tolerate goyslop anymore… Ultra-Nasty Mcd’s and Boyger King crap? Yeah… that crap lays me low. Kind of a bummer as it is (despite the unhealthy aspects of it) a quick ‘choke and puke’ sort of thing when I’m on the bounce.
Alas… the days of crap-goyslop are long past.
And as far as going to California?
Well it’s been 30 years since my last trip out there. I went to San Francisco with the parental units, and we ‘did’ the Sonoma Valley Winery tour(s), which was utterly fascinating as one of the other fams that was with us (it was a multi-family group… about 12 of us all together) the head of the other household was the CEO of Victory Supermarkets back in New England.
Victory was/is the equivalent of Publix, or maybe DeMoulas… which refers to DeMoulas Super Markets, Inc., a Greek-American family that controls the Market Basket supermarket chain which were the direct competition to Victory.
Victory was bought out a number of years ago, by a Belgian food conglomerate, but at the time was still in whole owned by the family, the DiGeronimo Brothers that started it back in the early 20th century… The oldest son, the great-great? (Not sure… one or two in there) Grandson Jay (Arthur Jr.) was the head of the fam and the CEO of the Victory chain… an old school Italian family of grocers… and Jay’s Dad had built it up to a pretty damned big outfit by the time he’d retired… and then Jay and his brothers made it even bigger if you can believe it…
My connection to Jay is that Jay married one of DeadDad’s best/favorite students, who was like an older sister to me, hence our big family crew rolling west for the Chinese New Year in San Fran (back before it went to utter shytte) and hence Jay became an older brother to me… he was the guy who taught me how to throw and catch a baseball when I was a kid as DeadDad’s athleticism was barely there… no harm to him, he was an academic plain and simple… he even used to make jokes about his inability to “sports” LOL.
So, because Jay was the head honcho of what was about 20 liquor licenses in the People’s Socialist Republic of Taxachusetts, we had the proverbial Red Carpet rolled out for us, rather than the usual ‘tourista’ bullshit. When multi-million dollar contracts are on the line, you get the full on no bullshit Celebrity Royal Treatment…
Fascinating stuff… truly.
Maybe I’ll go into it in another poast… I mean there was soooo much ‘stuff’ that went on… it’d take a full 4-5 pager to write about it, it was that involved.
Anyways, Even with ‘current day’ “stuff” I’m not sweating going out there. Yeah… it -is- a bit far from the Home Base. And yeah, I’d be (for the most part) unarmed, but that only makes it that much more fun! I mean when I hit the streets of Baghdad back at the end of 03/beginning of 04, I was initially unarmed as well… Until I wasn’t. and stayed wasn’t if you will LOL.
At least here being stateside I speak the lingo, whereas in Baghdad, it took me quite a while to learn even the most basic of Iraqi-Arabic… most of which unfortunately has faded with time.
That being said, I’m sure that if shit goes that far gone if I do in fact decide to make the trip, I mean whatever man, we’re ALL toast at that point amiright?
Which brings me to another point:
Why deny yourself some fun or a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity because -something bad might happen-!!!!
I mean For Fuck’s Sakes!
Literally that is IMO, the very definition of letting them win.
IF I have the financial wherewithal to swing a flight ($256 when last I checked) and a hotel for 2x nights ($120 a night for what by all reports is a nice place within walking distance to the theater) then hey!
Why the fuck not!?!
I, for one, have sacrificed too fucking much over the past 30 or so years for other people. As JimmyPX said “…burn(ing sic.) your vacation playing HVAC repair man” (most recently) and ALL the ‘other things’ I’ve done…
Truthfully, I think the LAST one and true time I’ve had someone else do something or had someone do something FOR ME was when G got a really nice hotel room at a very nice resort in Sarasota as DC was living here, and about to give me a stroke. I was bout to kill her ass (DC that is), and G knew I was minutes away from going “Full Vesuvius.” So she paid with her cash and took me to a nice place to decompress me, rather than me killing everyone.
I’ll never deny when she did her occasional thing for me…
<Le Sigh>
All for naught I suppose…..
And that was how many years ago?
Yeeeeeah.
So NOW I’m looking for some fun, some adventure.
Some me me me me me time.
And a trip to Cali?
Hey… maybe a big fucking earthquake’ll happen, and I get to have a whole ‘nother type of adventure. Stranger things have happened Aye? I mean I see tfA-t’s POV and as a fellow Rakk, I dig it… but I also know carpe diem is a reality, and IF I have to cash in, better I do it knowing that I did at least get to do this one crazy-off-the-wall stupid thing.
True story: I had an opportunity to see Tom Petty in May of 2017. A guy I worked w/had tickets and offered them up to me. However, I was in the middle of divorce #1, and money was tight-tight, so I passed. It was his 40th Anniversary Tour in 2017. That would have been in May. The Amelie Arena show in downtown Tampa.
In October, the poor fucker had died.
So yeah, no regerts, but still… especially with something like this. Never mind the whole “I got to see this in it’s original format!!!!” thing… Bragging Rights and all that… I mean it is “Forbidden Planet” and Robby the Robot… the original prop is going to be there hosting… no idea who they have doing the voice, but when you have an Emcee like that? Oh Hell yeah!!!
Jes’ Sayin’
I’ll leave it with this:
“Days and months are travellers of eternity. So are the years that pass by. Those who steer a boat across the sea, or drive a horse over the earth till they succumb to the weight of years, spend every minute of their lives travelling. There are a great number of ancients, too, who died on the road. I myself have been tempted for a long time by the cloud-moving wind – filled with a strong desire to wander.”
― Matsuo Bashō, The Narrow Road to the Deep North and Other Travel Sketches
And yeah, that about sums it up.
And yeah, I’ve been studying Bashō again.
It’s like a balm for my soul.
He just resonates with me…
Anyways…
Now… other than the personal shytte…
More bullshit flying around the net… so much as to leave one wondering if we’re coming, or going. The Izzies are absolutely not responsible for killing Charlie Kirk, despite the scads of evidence both real and circumstantial… the very fact the kid in text messages shows that he was absolutely worried about the whole “no longer being bought” by the Izzies and no longer being willing to be a propogandist for them…
As the Mexican cartels say “plata o plomo” which is a way of saying “take the silver or take the bullets(sic)” (lead). And just like the Cartels, it’s readily apparent to damned near everyone, that ONCE you take the silver, you best stay ‘bought’ or, like Charlie, you’re going to get the lead, one way or another.
And considering that Nutjobyahoo is s-l-o-w-l-y getting pushed into a corner? I mean most people in the US don’t realize or understand that that scumbag was looking at a LOOOONG prison sentence for blatant and obvious corruption (with the Izzies, is there any other type actually?) and -suddenly- the October 7th attack happened, which just so happened to allow ole Benyamin (temporarily) off the hook for his crimes, “…until the current crisis is resolved” which means it’s going to be, (much like the ‘Krain) War! War! War! 24-7-365 as there’s no way, outside of a lucky sniper or atomic weapon attack that ole Nutjobyahoo is going to release the reins of power…
How fortunate.
For him.
The Palestinians?
Notsomucho.
“When Elephants Fight, The Grass Suffers”
That’s an old saying in Kenya apparently.
It’s true however.
And Lord Knows when this stupidity is going to stop.
So that’s about it for this evening. For those of you who want to get ahold of me via DM, the new Email is CountryOfBigness@proton.me
Hit me up directly if’n you need to.
The old email is still operational as well for those who have it.
So More Later
Big Country
Been a good long while since I was in Cali – interview in the middle part of the state and I’d flown into San Fran. 42 years ago. Drove back up the coast highway. Crossed into the city just as dusk was falling and the lights were coming on.
Because I’m a dimwit
Didn’t add have a great time. The place is still wonderful in many ways, or so I hear from my friends out there. Look forward to hearing about your trip.
been 40 years for me… spent 30 days on planet Irwin’s NTC back in ’85, that was enough stupid for me.. let that piece of ground slide into the ocean and never be spoken of again.
that said, BIG if you really think you can afford this trip you have more $ than me… GOLD is past $4k and going up… that translates into the murkin $ is going the way of the penny……………… save your cash and pay down any debt my brother. the time- she flies..
At the end of the big day, you’ll always regret what you didn’t do as opposed to what you did do. My dad was given a long, hard road to hoe with his diagnosis of ankylosing spondilitis (sp?) and would basically need a wheelchair. In so many words, he told the doctors to fuck off and moved under his own power (through PT and sheer damn determination) with a walker. He did that for over 20 years, progressively degrading each year, until he had no choice but use a wheelchair for the last year of his life. In short, never volunteer for the figurative or actual wheelchair…make the bastards deliver it to you. It’s your life, you get one…LIVE IT!!!
Damn right! My great aunt fell on black ice and broke her hip. Doctor told her if she didn’t have hip replacement surgery she’d never walk again. My mom said No Way! and helped take care of her until her hip healed just fine. She walked for 40 more years. Sometimes I find doctors only slighly above the MSM in their ability to deserve more hatred than most are willing to give them.
40 years ago my Grandfather was in his 50s and when he got home from work everyday, he’d look at the afternoon paper and start at the obituaries to see who he knew who died.
When I asked him about it, he said “someday when you’re my age you’ll understand “.
I’m the age he was then in my 50s now and I DO understand.
In the last 5 years I’ve gone to a lot of funerals. Also 5 years ago Covid almost killed me.
Point being that my point of view has changed. I no longer take for granted that I’ll live to be really old.
Definitely prep for bad times but enjoy your like and if you suddenly meet the Grim Reaper, so be it.
Like BCE I lived decades of my life for others benefit and not my own. I got a kick in the ass and taken to the cleaners in the divorce from my ex wife for my dedication.
My point is that BCE deserves some ME time. I’m glad that for the first time in a long time he’s putting his needs and desires first.
Right on! But I’ll add one caveat to that. Should any of us have to cross the river, make sure you punch Charon square in the jaw before climbing aboart the boat…just as a fuck you
earthquake’ll
This is one of the reasons I’ve had minor differences with Lineman, who I respect. I’m just not a member of the “wanna live foevah” club. I’m not in any great hurry to check out either. I’m just kind of ambivalent about it. And I consider spending my life on some situations to be worthwhile.
And all prep and no play makes Jack a dull boy. Luckily my hobby, small arms, is a useful prep on it’s own. Shooting is my version of sportsball. Without the crazed fan mentality for particular brands. Obtaining a fine useful firearm gives me warm fuzzies. Fooling with them, cleaning and maintaining them and fondling them excites me. I’m whatever the opposite of a hoplaphobe is.
Anyways, yeah BC. If you don’t live some now, while you can, you might regret it the rest of your life. So, do you bro and enjoy yourself. Beats being HVAC repairman and dealing with old people falling down all the time.
Hasta luego, mi compadre.
Shooter
Appreciate the support Shooter!
Yeah, per 1 Corinthians, 15:32 (to paraphrase) “Let us eat and drink, for tomorrow we die!”
Fuck it amiright?
Fuckin’ Aye I Am. Living in the way the Good Lord intended me to
Yeah, enjoy what you’ve earned. By the way, your talk about the Victory stores’ owner reminded me of something I worked on–can’t remember if I ever emailed it to you or not–that’s related: it was a set of plans for a system of carryouts built to withstand the shitshow of the 2G inner-city; kind of a hybrid between regular carryouts and regular foodstores–joined in a logistical system that encompasses one city (a major one such as Boston in most cases) and the others where they are. Can’t quite remember if I ever emailed you or not. Given your computer/logistics combo I thought you migh find it at least mildly interesting. I will email to your new proton; read or ignore if you like.
That would definitely be something I would read Brother have thought the same for a liquor store in the hood that was all automated…
You misunderstand me if you think I want to live forever all I want is my kids to have a future worth living in and not a hellhole…I care about my progeny and my race and work towards giving them a future they deserve…
You’re a good man. Always working towards that goal. I’m glad to know you.
Same Brother you are a mountain of a man among men…Wish their were a few more of you out there and we would be on our way to solving this mess…
I respect and share your point of view. While I don’t have kids of my own, I have nieces and nephews for whom I despair because of the future they are likely to inherit. It would easy for me to say “screw it, not my problem” simply because I have no family of my own. But I can’t just blithely dismiss what I see coming, as if nothing else, it really burns my ass that the bad guys have had so many wins and have taken so much territory. To me, that is just unacceptable, irrespective of any other considerations.
I also want to be clear, I don’t discourage people from enjoying life. But there are certain scenarios I just will not entertain anymore, and going deep into enemy territory, where I’m forced to either operate at a tactical disadvantage, or thumb my nose at the law there (and risk getting badly fucked in a legal entanglement for having done so) is one of them. In the last few years, I’ve forgone things I would’ve like to have done, and substituted a more safe and practical experience, just to avoid unneeded entanglements with the shittiness that exists in large pockets of this nation.
I used to take road trips a couple of times a year to buy various “play toys” that relate to one of my long time hobbies. I’ve not done one now in almost 3 years, because I’ve tightened the belt on discretionary expenditures, and have decided that I don’t want to find myself in hostile territory, even if it’s just a stopover on my way to someplace else.
It isn’t that I live in fear, but rather that if I’m going to die, it’s not going to be for stupid, needless, and generally avoidable reason like some violent nigger randomly attacking me in an urban shit hole, just to steal my phone and ATM card. A certain amount of justifiable caution keeps one from tempting fate to deliver such an undesirable outcome.
If that means I miss out on some experience I might otherwise enjoy, I can deal with that. There’s other stuff to do that doesn’t put me smack in the middle of some unfamiliar shit hole where my chances of defending myself, and waking away unscathed by a corrupted “justice’ system are exceedingly poor.
Haven’t been out to CA in 40 years.
Cousins are grown now and we got thrown out of Disney as children for toting squirt guns.
Wander before WAR im das Heimat makes travel difficult.
Glad you’re putting the work in.
It’s something I’m very happy to be wrong about.
Take your trip man. Have lots of fun and return safely. You only live once, enjoy.
I’ve always thought those height/weight “standards” were mostly bs. We aren’t all ectomorphs. Docs tell me I need to be 160. But my optimal weight is more like 185-200. Most dudes I know your height run around 280. When they get too low, you’re right, you start looking like Lurch.
And the natural diet change is a blessing. These days most fast food tastes like ass to me. About the only one I can enjoy is Chik-fil-a. When I go for a burger, I go for a good one from a craft burger place. I can do that. Why?
No old lady bitching at me. Like you, for over 30 years I came last. Dead last. Driving beaters so the old lady could have the good car. “When we pay this off, we’ll replace your car”. Never happened. Not once in 33 years.
Divorce sucked. Sucked worse than cancer. But the silver lining is that you can live life on your terms. If you want another women, there’ll be one around. Never married-divorced-widowed women in your age bracket, which would be what? 40-55? are plentiful. They aren’t all freakshows.
I have no wife to blame me, have no chains upon my hands. I take my ease at what I please cause I’m a ramblin’ man (irish rovers song).
Yeah, BMI is stupid. I was 185 when I left high school at 5′ 6″. Except for one six month period when I jumped up to 220, I’ve been 185ish until I got ill. About 145 now. As was said, we aren’t ectomorphs. Or cars all built to the same specs. I too enjoy the bitch free life I have now, no one nagging at me. And yeah, most fast food tastes bland or nasty. I don’t even like Whataburgers anymore. A Braums bacon burger is ok, no craft places near me. Micky D’s is ass. Taco Hell is ass. Etc. I still like good greasy hash browns for breakfast to grease the machine for the day. Good brisket is nice. I mostly fix food at home from natural stuff. Eat lots of eggs.
And Lineman, Berg? Go look at what I posted on Mr. Sido’s site.
Vaya con dios, mi amigos.
Shooter
Shooter, if you have something you want me to read, please send me a link. I’m not going to bounce around Sido’s (great blog, btw) looking for it.
And then potentially read the wrong one and have a misunderstanding, which I have no desire for, my friend.
Yeah, apologies. Don’t worry about it, wasn’t that important anyway. I don’t agree with everyone about everything and that’s perfectly fine. I’m still damn glad to call everyone here (except Coyote, Retard and Osiris) my friends. I can’t imagine a better community to belong to.
Thank you to everyone for putting up with my cranky old ass.
Shooter
Get my email from Big Brother always glad to get to know more good people…
Yeah you can get my email too, Shooter.
Though I’ve always found Whataburger repulsive. 😉
Done and done. Both you and Lineman…
Yea give me a Double Double Animal Style from In &Out if I’m going to eat fast food…If you end up going out to Cali big you have to try In&Out…
Sent the Big Guy a msg., asked him to either send me you guys info or send you mine.
Gracias, mi amigos.
Shooter
I laughed out loud with the “When we pay this off we’ll replace your car” because you described my exact scenario with my sweet wife.
She always gets a new car every 5 years or so where Im still driving my 2005 corolla commute car and 2013 Silverado for launching the boat.
I wouldn’t change a thing
I went through a shits gonna pop off and i should be close to home phase, it gets old, and shit hasnt really popped off. Not saying it wont but if you dont live in the meantime you will run out of time having done nothing. Enjoy the movie
Yeah, bunker mentality wears on you after a while. Twenty years later, the s still hasn’t hit the f, and you realize how much living you missed out on. I figure, I have what I need to survive a natural disaster. If it goes in a different direction, well, I can take good enough care of myself and my loved ones. Everyone dies. Few truly live.
Amen Brother which is why I push Tribe instead of Hiding out waiting to be eaten last…
yeah, but look how badly things have gotten.. and how much further can this rubber band stretch anyways?.. SNAP!
i actually like the bunker mentality- but i had an extremely eventful life and have done about everything a man can do. of course, no one can do everything- although i really tried to.. hell, i have brand-new shit still in boxes from 20-30 years ago, even half a dozen guns or more. i have a lifetime of shit that mostly have never been used. better to have it and not need it, than need it and not have it..
I’ve got four pence, jolly jolly four pence…
I’ve got four pence, to last me
All my Life!
I’ve got twopence to spend, and
Two pence to lend, and NO PENCE
To send home to my wife……
May as well do what you’re able, while you’re able. We have a beginning, and end, and perhaps some time in between. My wife is in constant denial of herself, and is never off a diet. None of them seem to work, but she is not morbidly obese. Since menopause, she is almost always angry, and has a very short fuse. I’m not upset by any of it, mostly I’m just amused or bored by it. I don’t think she’ll ever get it, that life is indeed short, and perhaps we should make the best of it, rather than be pissed off by tiny things all the time. Me? I’m happy I can still get out of bed and make some kind of a day of things. I’ve held five or six deluxe tickets for the next grim reaper special, and I know the value and pleasure of drawing clean breaths, and being able to walk. Where and when I can, I have some fun, or do something productive, which is fun in itself. Yup, Cali is full of trouble and danger and problems. But so is the rest of the world, Cali just gets a lot of ink. Enjoy yerself, GI, and leave the frettin’ and worryin’ to them which knows it as their daily bread. The femmes? They come and go. It is up to us, the men, to see the world for what it is. Vaya con Dios.
Sean reach out if you want too might be able to give you some advice on the wife if you care about her…Been there, done that and got it fixed and have a way better time now…Get my email from Big…
Do tell the rest of us long suffering married men!
I’m up in the Northern part of California ( the good part) and have thought about moving on but I cannot bring myself to do it. I live 3 hours from the ocean, three from Nevada and have plenty of lakes for fishing. I just ignore Newscum’s bullshit and live my life.
I did finally complete a personal quest. I decided to visit the furthest points of the U.S.. I did it on July 4 of every year. The nitpickers said I wasn’t at the actual furthest points but, fuck’em, my trip my rules. I went to Barrow AK., Lubec ,Maine, through your AO to Key West then finally this year to Kauai, Hawaii with a side trip to Pearl Harbor. The entire series was well worth it. Onward to new adventures.
I told the girlfriend about a meme I saw the other day, “You are as young now as you’ll ever be, go enjoy”.
Hey Big if you want reach out and I will do what I can for exfil if you need it…I can get you all the way home if need be, done that drive a few times…
Set up the rat line! I can help too.
Brotherman, you are absolutely in the correct frame of mind. Hit that movie showing up and have yourself a hell of a good time.
I’ve been spending more and more time in the meat space lately and it’s the best thing I ever did for myself. Because here’s the truth of the matter when it comes to the doomer stuff, and I think you already know this: nothing you do is gonna change any of it. Corrupt motherfuckers are still gonna be corrupt motherfuckers. The chimps are gonna keep chimping out. Parts of society are still going to continue to hell in a handbasket and the usual suspects are still gonna be sitting around on teh interwebz bitching and hand wringing over it because they, too, are equally inconsequential in the grand scheme of things.
Not one goddamn thing will change, for better or worse. That aneurysm you mentioned awhile back, if it gets out of control, will put you in the hurt locker before anything else does. Ask me how I know.
So go on and have a good time, bro. Odds are good that everything will be just as you left it when you get back.
https://x.com/FoxNews/status/1975972644643295308?ref_src=twsrc%5Egoogle%7Ctwcamp%5Eserp%7Ctwgr%5Etweet
I bet this fuckstick has Antifa ties guaranteed…
Imagine that, another Bolshevik with a tribal name……….
EST Brother
10 or 15 years back, my family exploded much like yours, BCE. I may have pushed down on the plunger… but they carefully set the charges and wired up the dynamite. Their family had evolved to a place where I had no place of my own or meaning within it, and I was in a position where I had to go out on my own and seek those things somewhere else. For me it was an incredibly daunting and harrowing prospect.
Like you, I dabbled in “me” time in the ensuing months and years. I bought some rifles and had one rebuilt. I built an RC plane right off the plans. I spent a LOT of time at the range and airfield. I didn’t realize it… but I was rebuilding myself in the aftermath of the crash and burn of my family. Had I realized I was rebuilding and not pissing my life away with “me time”…? I might have gotten to a better place a little faster, maybe…?
If Californy is on your bucket list – DO it. If it’s just a lark… maybe reconsider it?
Everyone’s different on how they do these types of things and no one can or should tell ya what to do. Try to step back is all I’m sayin’… and look at YOUR big picture. You’re further ahead building and seeking meaning rather than pointless “me time”. Maybe just learning the difference is part of that journey?
For what it’s worth, you are off to a great start. I really like what you did with Das Boot!
YOLO … just do it.
Re CK, how about MI6 ?
By the way, BC, the amount of stress you have shed reduces your stroke chances by about a factor of 3 to 5. When I had mine back in ’17, I was stressed like a mofo. Didn’t kill me but paralyzed my left side for a few months, ruined my balance, reduced my strength by over 50% and halved my endurance. I’ve gotten the endurance back up but the others I’ve had to learn to live with. Couldn’t drive a standard for that time, lost my typing ability. Can do both now but not as well as I used to. I live as stress free as possible nowdays, having a stroke is extremely scary. Rates right up there with heart attacks, it just suddenly happens.
Shooter
BC you’ve got no one to answer to (except God) so if this journey is something you would really enjoy, do it. The airport/flight part might not be so great, but if that’s the worst it’s worth it. I personally find the whole process a pain in the ass now compared to, say, the 80’s. I’m sure you’ll find a way to take some “security items” also, necessary in Loonyfornia these days. You’ve had more than a fair share of the sucky parts of life so grab the good stuff when you can.
Now is the time, in a few years you may not be able to. I just wonder if there will be costumed folks of the cast…. Cozplay is real ya know. Hard not to go with that in mind, and Cali too……… Sigh, pics or whatever it is never happened… lolol
Enjoy your trip! Watched a YouTube about that movie tonight. I think it was called “What killed the Krell?” There is some deep psychology buried in that movie.
Can you imagine? If Tom Kratman’s State of Disobedience or worse yet, John Ringo’s The Last Centurion were made into movies? Killery would go insane Arkanciding everyone in sight. Spoiler – both books feature the first female prez, who happens to be an insane liberal. Only the names have been changed to mask the liberal AWFL involved.
Shooter
The Last Centurion is one of my go-to reads… I LOVE that one in particular
Shit, got to re-read both of those next, soon as I’m done with Harald by David Freidman.
Shooter
I was on the fat boy program in the Army – all promotions, passes, and leaves were flagged. The problem? I was 6’3″ and 220 lbs. and a body builder. My neck taped me as too fat, even though I was rock hard. The black Connecticut yankee CO hated anyone from the South, and did everything he could to make our lives miserable. I went to the brigade surgeon and he agreed I was not overweight with a caliper test, then sent me for an immersion test at division. I came back with 12% body fat. Once again, that CO was made to eat crow. He ate a lot of crow back then. When I got out, he was under Congressional investigation – probably never made major, unless he hung in until Klinton got in office.
I’m in LA. Yesterday, in the outdoor, ground-level parking lot behind my wife’s place of work (right outside the back entrance to her office), some drugged-up goon in a hoodie kicked, bashed and smashed a bunch of side mirrors on three cars in the lot, in daylight, around 7:45 a.m. Did some costly damage. Got it all on video. Two weeks ago, someone (maybe the same model citizen) smashed one our office windows. Also two weeks ago, we had to call LAPD to remove two zonked-out crack addicts from the front entrance alcove to our building. The crack pipe, spoon and lighter were sitting right there. This is in one of the “best” parts of town.
Enjoy your visit 🙂
Actually, I say do it – why the hell not.
I had bought tickets to the ‘Earthshakers Festival’ headlined by ManoWar, Sepultura, and others – a 3 day music fest in Germany back in 2006 – had tickets bought and was ready to go… and did not because reasons.
Have always wondered what I missed out on.
On the flip side, screw air travel, my last trip on a plane was from Guam back to the USA and I have not been on one since. Coach travel has gotten too “Screw the customers” for my taste and I loathe landing in a place without having wheels.
BC – time permitting, tell the staff or manager of the cinema you flew cross country to catch “Forbidden Planet.” He might even want to give you a tour of the place.
Ask him if their place is still running reel-to-reel or using a platter for the films and he’ll likely give you a tour of the projectionist booth and all.
They might even wanna take a pic with you to poast on social media.
October 7?
10-7?
Radio call for ‘out of service’?
Probably just another in a long line of ‘coincidence’ events.