Greetings and Salutations! Yannow, when you look into the abyss…
….and you realize “I ain’t got enough time for this shit!!!” (h/t CA and WiscoDave)
Whelp… After a few hours of contemplation, I’ve decided to say “Fuck it” and do what I do best.
Bail.
Depart my Area of Operations for ‘parts unexplored’
See… I’ve ‘done’ ALL of the EU with the exception of a few locations… Portugal, Hungary… a couple or so of the former Warsaw Pact places, primarily b/c it either was STILL behind the wall (1984 when I lived alllll over Europe as a kid for a year and East/West Germany was still 2x different countries) OR just not good enough to visit long-term, the former Yugoslavia case in point as they were shooting at each other for quite a spell
What I haven’t done is a LOT of US Travel
I’ve done the majority of Texas while stationed there, Tennessee and Kentucky, having lived there AND been stationed there, and ALL of New England having been raised there… I’ve also done a fair bit of Northern Cali, and a two week trip to DisneyLAND that MomUnit actually won in a contest no shit… like 8?-9? days in Disney, all expenses paid when I was 17.
The current female, potential X#2 and I did quite a bit of exploring In Georgia, and South Carolina where MomUnit currently resides, as well as our former bolt-hole in North Carolina… That’d being said, there’s some places I WANT to go…
And this weekend? Well Fuck It All. It’s payday. Road Trip to New Orleans. Only a 9 hour ride. Off season, the hotel at the Airport is only $100 a night and gas? I can do this on the cheap.
Do a Riverboat ride, maybe hit the Haunted Ghost tour ‘stuff’ Shit like that. Chase Random Strange Maybe get in a Gunfight in the French Quarter with some retarded ‘groids…
That being said, I will be doing The French Quarter during daylight and yes, I will be heeled as they’re a Constitutional Carry State… Leave the vehicle at the Airport, and either Uber or take one of the French Quarter Hotel busses to the French Quarter right?
Why the fuck not? Pictures to follow, and we’ll see how it goes. Since deciding to ditch the bullshit, I’m much more positive.
Greetings and Salutations! Got me some news today that was… disturbing and upsetting. No death in the fam or anything that dramatic, but just shit I have to handle and try to push on through with…
It always seems to happen this way.
Thankfully I’m cool. NOT in trouble, just… unable to discuss publically. I’ll be back in a few days and I’ll be checking twatter and some of my emails here n’there.
Yeah, if your ‘nose got out of joint’ regarding the “naming of the Boomer” well… why is it so imperative that you feel some kindred need (as irrational as it is) to defend the blatant and obvious fuckery that’s gone on?
I mean if YOU aren’t part of the problem, then why the fuck are you defending your contemptable counterparts!?!TBH, y’all are acting like a bunch of fucking Yids man… “Tribe First” I guess…
Filthie called it right though… it’s the 80-90 age demographic that really fucked things up. The Geezer Patrol if you will… The retarded clueless ‘want to still stick it to “the Man” one last time, hence why “Grantifa” became a meme allllll on it’s own…
If those were my relations!?!
I’d have them hauled off back to the home that they escaped from, and cut down on the care and feeding until they (thankfully) expired. I sure as fuck wouldn’t visit them…. nor let my kids… let them die alone and selfish, just like they promised to do.
Fucking morons. Just like today
Apparently was a VT (variable timed) fuzed 155mm that went off while on the way to the impact area at Camp Pendleton that caused quite a bit of hubbub.
Seems some of the shrapnel landed gently on the hood of a few of Vance’s vehicles (him being there as part of the 250th Marine Corps. Anniversary) and a few Sherriff’s deputies vehicles. Or as at least gently as a piece of shrapnel from a 155mm shell can fall… more explanation in a second, and you’ll see where I’m going w/this…. See… the thing was:
NO ONE WAS HURT
Although the way the enemedia played it, and Goblin Newscumbag played it, it was as if this was done willfully and intentionally. News for you Newscumbag… IF they wanted to, they’d have dropped the VT-HEDP round ON your worthless fucking head. In fact if -I- were actually in the service still AND if and when that badly hair-gelled Nepo-Faggot menace were to be within 15-20 kliks of my firing position, you can BET I’d willfully and intentionally drop a live round on him and his fucking sycophants
“And nothing of value was lost….” Jes’ Sayin’
But, alas… alas… ’tis not to be… A man can dream right? However: Since this happened, a BIG ole pile of shytte started cropping up on Twitter with the phrase stating: “Wow, multiple police cars completely destroyed by President Trump’s reckless firing of artillery over Interstate 5 on Camp Pendleton.
People should be outraged regardless of their political affiliation.” along with corresponding pics of the ‘damage’ which consisted of minor dents and ZERO penetrating holes to said vehicles…
To explain: The reason being is that when a VT round detonates at the TOP of it’s trajectory, (instead of juuuust above the target area) and depending on the azimuth and elevation, and well, that round might have been almost 800+ meters in the air when it went Ka-Boomy-BOOM!, and shrapnel, while dangerous, at that altitude, due to atmospheric friction and the generally SMOL size of the fragments, they tend to ‘flitter down’ as opposed to burning in at speed.
Now if it’d detonated say 15 meters above the dirt? TOTAL WIPEOUT man VT is a stone bastard of a round. However This is NOT without precedence:
It’s like the Mythbusters episode about a penny dropped off of the top of the Empire State Building. They proved conclusively that no, no it can’t kill you but can ring your bell and maybecause a minor injury.
So… In response to such over-the-top hyperbole, myself and a bunch of other Shit-Memelord Assholes went and did things like this:
Right? I used the pic from Lot 51 in Arifjan, subject of my ghost-poast the other night…
THIS is why I’m burned out… the amount of left-wing ‘experts’ who came out pontificating and telling us ‘how it was’ with this particular incident is just so grating and so… defiling IMO as they never served a day in their lives and ALL OF A SUDDEN they’re EXPERTS in field artillery and shit of this nature!?!
Please Jesus, make it stop A Plague on them, sooner, rather than later.
Let their ‘pets’ (i.e. the homeless drug-addicted minority masses) rise up and start eating them when the EBT runs out.
I’m comfortable with that. So that’s my rant for tonight More Later Big Country
Greetings and Salutations! Ended up crashing early last night as in my wont these days… in my case 20:00 which was good/bad… I ended up just being out of the loop which is both good and bad.
Now… to cases The whole “No Kings 2.0” OMFG What a fucking disaster/laugh-riot. Boomerism at it’s finest. “Gran-tifa” was one of the pics of an elderly insane bitch who was out there…
Per the majority of sites. -someone- on twitter ran an algorithm and they found out that 90% of the sites for the whole “OrangeManBad/Anti-DotGov” protest, i.e. No Kings 2.0, happened within a ten mile circle of the MAJORITY of rest-homes and nursing homes.
Not enough to have ALREADY fucked up the country to a degree that no one thought possible, but OMG… these ancient retarded boomer-fuckers?
Tell you what
When they’ve been good and dead after a bit, violate their graves.
Dig them up Spread their remains alllllll over the place. Let them know that That Is The Plan Fuck them
And for my Boomer Readers? If you bitch/complain/whine aboot it, well you’re part of the problem. If you’re on the ‘right side of history’ (as much as I hate that term) well…. then you have nothing to worry aboot amiright? Otherwise, shut the fuck up and take your medicine…
Lets face it… The folks who spent the majority of time of their lives ‘dropping gravel’ into the ‘gears of Western Civ’ because ‘Mommy and Daddy didn’t love them enough’ OR that I have found out personally that they were flat out fucking cowards and pieces of shit who refused to do their civic duty during the ‘Nam…
I literally have nothing for them
In fact I’ve found that the MAJORITY of ‘anti-war’ protesters were fucktarded cowards who just didn’t want to put their oh-so-precious asses on the line for the USA… 90% of them college student who said “war is for the poors”
What the fuck!?!
So… since this ‘wake-up’ I realize the current MAJORITY of ANY ‘anti-right’ protests, no matter how retarded tend to have the majority of backers being retread pieces of shit Boomers that IF there was a righteous and benevolent God that ALL of them, ALL of the the anti-war protesters, would have been rounded up in the late 60’s and early 70’s and put against a wall, and summarily executed for treason back in the day.
PUBLICALLY
Becausefuck those commie-loving pieces of shit.
They did not care about the Vietnamese. Never did. Look at how things were when the war was over…
How many of them tried to help out Ho Chi Minh’s favorites?
Answer: Not a fucking one.
All those pieces of shit wanted was to try to chip away at our Republic… and that INCLUDES the majority of the DemoncRat Party.
God Help the World if I ever found Aladdin’s Lamp Wishes as such:
Wish #1: Eliminate ALL left wing/communists on the planet Wish #2: Eliminate any and ALL anti-Americans worldwide Wish #3: Eliminate any and all woman’s rights. Turn the clock back. Make beatings standard again. The dishwasher/sammich maker has no rights.
Not a big set of wishes right? Not like I asked for whytte supremacy right?
Nope… those three would cause it to happen
Why? Because by the process of elimination, the insanity of the past 50-70 years would disappear (along with 90% of the niggers and Jews) like right there… and right then.
Best I never found the lamp amiright? I mean I was in Baghdad right? So make of it what you will./ More Later Big Country
Greetings and Salutations! This story is ALL Mark Baker’s… God Bless him… THIS one? I’ve seen this motherfucker up close and personal…. Not worried that when it’s ‘my time’ because of it… Hope you enjoy!
So Yeah… Pompy? Seen him, he waved me off Next time? Probably be the real deal I’m comfortable with it. Hope you enjoyed More Later Big Country
Greetings and Salutations!!! Fell out early again last night (2030) and man. I slept like the dead. So in order to make up for that, here’s a re-run of a sort. My true-story (minus Mark’s ‘Heavy Metal’ add-in for fun) of some spooky shit that went down in Arifjan when I was working there:
So there ya go… True story… lots of glowing blue orbs ‘hovering’ around the vehciles that had confirmed KIA… One in particular was a Marine AAV-P7/A1
170606-N-PF515-491 – VENTSPILS, Latvia (June 6, 2017) U.S. Marines, assigned to the 1st Battalion, 23rd Infantry Convoy, conduct a simulated amphibious assault during exercise BALTOPS 2017, June 6..BALTOPS is an annual U.S.-led, Naval Striking and Support Forces NATO-executed, multinational maritime exercise in the Baltic Sea region designed to enhance flexibility and interoperability among its participants. (U.S. Navy photo by Chief Mass Communication Specialist America A. Henry/Released).
that got NUKED by an IED on camera… 13 guys died in in, and the wreckage is still on Arifjan to this day…
Lot 50…. A haunted location… Truly
It got so bad we ended up having a multidenominational church service for the dead out there… a couple of times… had to let the guys know it was ok to cross over…
So hope you enjoyed the story. The hardback copy can be bought here: https://amzn.to/46YFkkQ
Greetings and Salutations! Took last night off… went to be early… Needed the rest. The comments and suggestions from you all have been fantastic, along with a bunch of DMs and whatnot. I greatly appreciate the suggestions for observational devices.
Speaking of which I’m back up in my 360 coverage, to include the interior cams. And to address the local Deputies… I’ve had some official discussion with them in regards to serving warrants here at the Casa. Essentially I told them to come politely, knock on the door, let me call my lawyer, and I’ll surrender peacefully. That any ‘kinetic actions’ would be responded to via reflexive training, and the responsibility for any and all casualties on his side were going to be on him.
Of course there was the obligatory stuff of “That’s not how things work!” and I asked him if he’d be on the stack when they kick the door and I hit them with 5 gallons of flaming napalm while I’m half asleep thinking it’s the Haj come to play???
Yep… suddenly he had a different attitude. Hence why a flammenwerfer is a gamechanger as far as kinetic action goes… Nomex is flash resistant NOT fire proof and I don’t think a SWAT Team would be very useful in bunker gear and full respirators… then add on some small arms fire with a 1-3 API mix makes THAT day suck even worse…
Now as far as the comments of “Why are you so special?” and “What makes you think they’d be interested in you?“
Well… first off… this is not a new phenomenon. As I stated in the comments, Time Magazine wrote about the secret Army Agency and on further looking, I was incorrect! It was Newsweek that had the Article, from 2021.
Published May 17, 2021, it didn’t get so much as a bump in the news… and the title? Exclusive: Inside the Military’s Secret Undercover Army
It then goes on to discuss “signature reduction” and even goes into the day-to-day life of one of these undercover ‘spooks’. It also had this tidbit:
Befitting how secret this world is, there is no unclassified definition of signature reduction. The Defense Intelligence Agency—which operates the Defense Clandestine Service and the Defense Cover Office—says that signature reduction is a term of art, one that “individuals might use to … describe operational security (OPSEC) measures for a variety of activities and operations.” In response to Newsweek queries that point out that dozens of people have used the term to refer to this world, DIA suggests that perhaps the Pentagon can help. But the responsible person there, identified as a DOD spokesperson, says only that “as it relates to HUMINT operations”—meaning human intelligence— signature reduction “is not an official term” and that it is used to describe “measures taken to protect operations.”
Mind you, the article does not rule out DOMESTIC USE of these fuckers And yeah, Fuckers. Embedding a modern American Stasi as Anonymous Conservative has dubbed them is heinous and goes against everything I ever took and oath to for this now-cesspool of a shithole of a country.
The country itself? Great. The native born and assimilated People? Wonderful Everyone else needs to get the fuck out or get the rope.
So are there elements of the intel and DotMil community out there ‘keeping and eye on things’ Just from that article alone I know it. So I’ll leave it that, I’m a wee bit melancholy tonight having heard this song for the first time in a loooong time.
Gets ya in the feelz man… SO an early bed tonight (again) which I’m comfortable with. More Later Big Country
Greetings and Salutations! OK… first off, thanks for the heads up about Anonymous Conservative with his website https://www.anonymousconservative.com/ He and I discuss things and comment on each other’s twitter account. Mine being just as an FYI is, appropriately BigCountryExpat @BigCountryExpat go figure amiright? Feel free to follow although I tend to be boring there as it IS twatter…
But yeah… at first when I started reading AC’s stuff… specifically the whole ‘gang-stalking’ and American Stasi… initially it brought me back to a comment that completely stuck in my head from a guy who’s handle was “MetallicMan”… he stated that I was probably a target of the ‘powers that be’ and that I was under observation in regards to me, my activities and the blog itself.
Mind you this was three or so iterations of this place… before DiveMedic so kindly set up my housekeeping here… The website I was directed to is quite the ‘rabbit hole’ to wander down, so be warned. The site being https://metallicman.com/ According to sources, both my own and ‘other sources’ MetallicMan was charged with a whole slew of kiddie-porn ‘stuff’… however….
The majority of the charges are very strange and he or whomever he is hasn’t poasted since 2018+/-… He fled to China and got refugee status… that right there tells you something in itself.
Point is, he said I was a victim of this ‘gang-stalking’ which was a term I had never heard of before. I found out that per the wiki:
Gang stalking or group-stalking is a set of persecutory beliefs in which those affected believe they are being followed, stalked, and harassed by a large number of people.
Now the use and implementation of the language itself is very telling. They frame the very concept of Gang-Stalking as a set of ‘persecutory beliefs’ and that believing in it “…may reinforce the troubled thinking of the mentally ill and impede treatment…”
Huh. Sort of like the term “Conspiracy Theorist” right? The full article is HERE
Now… AC states flat out that “they” have been after him for quite some time. That “they” are organized, and capable of doing some right dastardly deeds. I’m not sure in his particular case… HOWEVER
That being said? I know I’m being watched. I mean I already know from various contacts I have in the intel community and via some FOIA stuff I did on my own that yeah, I’m on a ‘list’ or three. I mean the majority of us who did what I did back in the day, working for who I did, of course they want to keep tabs on me…
One does not become the Operations Manager of the company that ran Abu Ghraib prison and Camp Bucca in Iraq (post scandal mind you), and then become the civilian head of Detainee Operations at Guantanamo Bay and NOT be ‘wired in’ and under watch for the rest of your life.
Just like the cartels, “Plomo y Plata” baby.
I took the silver… and I’m behaving myself in my old age as I don’t want nor need the lead. I’m perfectly content to scream mindlessly into the void as such when I do here… as the Appalachian term goes, “Don’t start none, won’t be none!”
However, as of late?
There’s been an uptick in the reinforcements of the ‘watchers’ as Sapper and I have dubbed them. The first group was a couple, engaged who moved down here supposedly from Pennsylvania. I may or may not have talked about them before, but essentially they tipped their hand and blew their cover a few times, to the point I’m well aware that they’re part of whatever weird-assed “American Stasi” that’s in place in this particular neighborhood.
It’s not just me. We have a retired Marine Master Gunner (a Marine version of a Warrant Officer) who was recon who lives about 5 houses up from me, an retired Gunny, catty-cornered to me, and my across the backyard pond is a retired SF Master Sergeant. LOTS of former SpecOps in the neighborhood… I’ve discussed this at length with all the concerned parties, and we ALL agree that there’s a few ‘hinky’ motherfuckers rolling and living in the A.O., so we watch each other’s backs like the mad-dog motherfuckers we are.
Like the ones across the street? Now that I know and have concurrent agreement from all the others in our A.O. that they’re ‘dirty’ that IF something untoward were to happen, I’m no longer worried about my ‘backstop’ on the off chance that I have to shoot in that general direction. I mean .45-70 has some insane penetration capabilities, and I used to worry about Sarah and Gee-Mom when they were living there on the off chance of sporadic gunfire…
Now? Since they moved out? Notsofuckinmucho. Duck Motherfuckers!
But seriously… There was an incident yesterday that I personally think was a ‘probe’… there’s been quite a few of these sort of things, from random non-ID carrying ‘utility workers’ trying to scope out SOT licensed gunnies on twitter, to ‘other things of weirdness’ that have me concerned… The very fact that my lil “combat antenna” is buzzing and that lil voice that used to tell me “Yo BC! Bad day to ride Route Irish!” in Iraq or “Yo bossman… time to GTFO of Dodge… bad things are afoot!” and invariably, I’m still fucking alive because I lern’t LOOOOOONG ago to listen to that voice and that buzz…
And yes I do actually ‘hear’ an internal dialog… literally a voice inside my casaba that tells me to hat the fuck up or to watch my step… it’s been faithfully operating for as long as I have memories… A very handy fren to have to say the least.
Anyways… so as I work for People’s Glorious Tractor Factory primarily remotely from home, yesterday was a bit of a special day. Namely that we had NO humidity, and the temp had dropped to a nice 73 degrees… which meant for the first time in a LONG time I was able to open ALL the windows and sliders and air out the “House O’Funk” from being locked up allllll summer long. 2 dogs, 2 dudes, and 2 cats? Yeah… it tends to get a wee bit musty ’round this place if we can’t air out the crib after a while….
So all the windows were open… and around 11:00am… I hear what sounds like music blaring in my from yard… Unusual to say the least. Now the issue here is that at the time, that particular camera that ‘has the duty’ for coverage of that part of the yard was down for a maintenance recharge. Every 3 months the battery runs out, and it just so happened coincidentally to be when THAT camera was down…which in itself is a wee bit sus…
My rationale for this suspicion? It’s mainly b/c the feed to the cameras is via the cloud and web, which means a state-actor or representative could ostensibly have access to said-cameras and know when I have a “blind spot” going on at that particular time…
And what a weird incident it was… As I went out, I grabbed the 1911 which I keep half-cocked, with a round ‘up the snout’ at the front door (for immediate action if needed) and keeping it low and ready, I cocked it, and put on the thumb safety. I keep it generally out-of-sight as to not upset “the straights” as Sapper calls them… I went out, and slowly cut around keeping a scan on.
Seems that exactly at the property line, a car was parked in front of my and Miz Churchlady’s mailbox. Like half on MY property, and half on Miz Churchlady’s. The car was a two door Chevrolet Spark… really smol. The windows were all down, and the white dude (roughly 28-35… tough to say… brown hair, no tan, thin build) wearing a hoddie and t-shirt under it with a lgo I couldn’t make out, was a-banging his head away to the music… off the steering wheel, then off the head rest, and positively screaming the lyrics of what I figured out to be Disturbed “Sound of Silence”
Great song BTW… BUT! This guy had to have seen me. I kept the .45 out of sight the entire time, and debated on just how to approach. I then figured to get Sapper, and raise the stakes by getting the Shotgun… I went in, and Sapper was already ready to go, and asked me what the fuck was going on? I told him the plan, that he’d go up while I covered him, and we’d see what went down… his only issue was that I only use the .45 as he was worried about getting hit by the spread from the Gauge (which was true enough… shotgun pellets sometimes take strange paths) I agreed and figured that IF I needed more that the 9 rounds in the .45, we were well fucked and gone either way…
Yeah… I go Wilson Combat Mags w/8 round capacity, and with one up the pipe, it means I got 9 rounds of some INSANE hollowpoints…
So when we went out with our plan in place, well… as soon as we came out, it seems Miz Churchlady had had enough of “…that gosh darned racket!” and had come out to confront the perp herself… As Sapper and I stared towards this whacked out mo’fo, he -suddenly- cut and run…
Like pulled out with a quickness.
Vamoosed. Popped smoke with a mega-quickness… Deeee-parted with Haste and then some. Tschuss’d the fuck out… you get the idea…
Well… that wasn’t good enough for Miz C. Miz Churchlady then came over to us, and asked us (in as profane a manner as she could as she is the very definition of a Churchlady, and it was more like a D.I. ‘bracing an trainee’) just “…what in the Blue Blazes of Hades was that youngster up to? He looks like he was ‘on’ something Billy!!!”
BTW: Quick aside… she’s like a 90 year old Black Lady who takes no shit, gives no shit and it flat the fuck out awesome to have as a neighbor… she still works and HAS worked a s a crossing guard for the local elementary school for like 30/40 plus years, and recently got a lifetime achievement award for NOT calling in One Day sick in like 30+ years… If ONLY there were MORE black female matriarchs like her, the Blacks as a whole would be far better than the current state… even SHE agrees with me on that… she’s as based as they come… Tougher than boot leather and awesome AF IMO. I’ve mentioned her before I believe… anyways…
With her, she positively commands respect Well deserved IMO.
And well, Sapper and I, we told her we had NO IDEA what was going on, but that -I- thought it was another Op to see how we (Sapper and myself) would react as the car was half on HER property and half on MY property which then opened up some interesting questions as to just -what- we’d be allowed to do. Miz C then said she was going to call the Sherriff’s office, and report this, as well as mention to them that Sapper and I were her ‘caretakers’ (her son works and lives in Hotlanta) and that in the future, she wanted it on the record that we could make decisions as needed to insure her safety in the future, as this had her really worried.
Seeing that she’s tight with the county as a ‘beloved member of the community’ it’s given us a wee bit MOAR leeway in dealing with potential infiltrators and saboteurs. I have no idea what the fuck this assclown was doing, but the fact that he bailed when Miz C. showed up, and didn’t when he initially saw me, means that his purpose, whatever it may have been, was to provoke or to test Sapper and My response to the situation…
Either way, I’m now walking the dog(s) far more heavily armed than as was the norm. Seeing that we’re now “open carry” here, I’d rather be heeled up, able to ‘repel boarders’ that as to not.
Better armed is forewarned and prepared.
So let me know YOUR thought on it… Personally I think this’s a legit probe… the whole ‘acting out’ and being obscure and weird as fuck in his actions, only to -suddenly- re-acclimatize when there’s someone other than the ‘target’ (i.e. myself) who happens on the scene as either a potential witness and/or participant
In the case of Miz C. I know she’s not part of whatever the fuck is going on around here… time will tell as far as the other new neighbors that moved in like 2? maybe 3 days ago?
Yepper. My ONE “neighbor of concern” moved out of here about a month or so plus. Neighbor of concern in that while Barry was a good enough neighbor, he was an ultra-dyed-in-the blue hardcore DemoncRat of the First Order. To the point we made sure to neverever discuss ANY political subject, less he lose his shit in a most horrific manner.
Like FULL ON Trump Derangement Syndrome to the “Nth” Degree. You’d have to see it to believe it. Enough so that Sapper and I had a ‘contingency plan’ in place if needs be… Thankfully he moved before any of those real threats could emerge.
BUT!
So ‘other neighbor’… the Portagee… like that’s what I call him… he’s Portuguese and from Jersey originally. I ‘introduced’ him to ‘firearms’ culture and maaaan like soooo many who’re refugees from the various “People’s Socialist Republics” (i.e. Joisey, Jew Yawk, Commieneticut, and Taxachussetts) he’s embraced full on “Gunshine State Attitudes” and is part of MY “neighborhood watch”
So about a week ago, Portagee texted me and said -someone- was moving into Barry’s old place. The problem was it (again) was an itty-bitty truck, without ANY substantial furniture, which was a hallmark of my watchers right across the street… a slight move in… a smol Budget rental van, NO large furniture and a very smol ‘footprint’ if you will…
Portagee and I had already had a discussion on the ‘watchers’ across my street directly, and he wholeheartedly agreed that there’s most definitely something ‘off’ about them. We’ve briefed the other ‘cool’ neighbors, to include the Recon Master Guns, and Miz C. on these issues… one thing to take away is that ALL of them agree that there’s something ‘off’ with them, as well as the other new neighbors.
In that usually the new neighbors tend to at least introduce themselves… with these others? Not so much. In fact, if I heven’t discussed it before, the ones across the street did attempt to introduce themselves, as a hardworking engaged couple from Pennsylvania… that the Male was a medical doctor who’d just finished his residency at UPMC Pittsburg… That being University of Pennsylvania Medical Center, Pittburg.
When I found that out, I told them that was cool, and maybe he knew my BFF/Loader from the Army ‘Popeye’? Popeye being at the time the Captain of the UPMC Pittsburg Police force and one of only 5 armed cops for the whole campus…
Everyone knew who Popeye was.
And THAT was when their cover was blown so to speak… they both shut the fuck down, cut the ‘meet and greet’ so short as fuck as to almost be rude AF and that was the last word either Sapper or I spoke to them for almost three years.
See… Pennsylvania is a rare state in that you cannot track, nor trace a license plate UNLESS you get a court order. And guess what? ONE of their vehicles is STILL wearing PA state plates… Despite the Florida state law that says that you have to have your plates and registration switched over within 90 days of relocation.
Ummm Yeah.
The ‘other’ cover they blew was about six months ago. As I stated, neither Sapper nor myself have uttered nor conversed with either of them for likely 3 years +/-… Until about six months ago…
I was still half-plastered from a good night before, and the trah truck had come through. The HOA is retarded about making sure you get your cans in quickly, so I went out right after the trash pickup.
The “doctor” dude was out there at the same time.
Now mind you, I couldn’t pick this guy out of a police lineup even if you threatened to kill my lil Redheaded Gran… I mean literally the guy is a ‘nonentity’ in my book… HOWEVER
As I’m bringing in my garbage can, I see him bringing his in as well… I actively ignored him when he suddenly said “Hey Billy! Good to see you!!!”
Say fucking what!?!
You could have bowled me over with a feather, no joke. I literally have no fucking clue as to what this pigfucker’s name is, but he knows and remembers my name?
I was like a der in the headlights. Caught completely off guard Not cool man.
Never mind that only close frens call me Billy and know the reason wehy I’m Billy as opposed to Bill… I might go into that on a later date but anyways… Nope… this was a ‘tweak’ of my metaphoric nipples so to speak… letting ME know that THEY know that I know just what the fuck is going on…
That’s fine… No worries mate. One BIG grave or several smol’r ones Makes no dif to me.
So let me know what you think in the comments More Later Big Country
Greetings and Salutations! Got some Memes I’ve gathered up from hither and yon… some good, some bad, some downright ugly. I’m feeling lazy tonight as last night I didn’t sleep very well (weird combat dreams of being in a firefight at the Local YMCA pool complex… very strange that one was. VERY vivid too.
Either way, rather than ‘Crack Open Ye Olde Cortex’ to delve into the rats and snakes that infest my subconscious, we’ll go with the safe(r) choice (by far IMO) of some Memes. I hope you enjoy!
(Lovely Miss, formerly from Gab LOVED this on Twitter when I put it up)
This meme was actually put OUT by Vance or his team in response to all the heat coming down about the sombrero meme… not sure but UTTERLY BASED AF IMO
So… That’s it for tonight Remember to tip you Waiter More Later Big Country
Greetings and Salutations! I for once was up early and actually got a LOT of ‘stuff’ done today! Go me! One of the missions was to remember to pull out a bag of the deep-freezed Red Snapper filets, which I did and was perfectly defrosted for a glaze and bake for dinner…
And the day’s activity was one that’s necessary and not too much fun… that’s water refills. We have a water filter/cooler/heater that we use as the town water is just soooo bad… like “kidney stone” levels of minerals… hard water indeed.
Since I never went in for one of the water softening machines, for whatever reason it just seemed like too much work, I went with buying some jugs of water initially and then ‘reloading them via a ROWPU machine which are located on almost every corner down here.
ROWPU meaning Reverse Osmosis Water Purification Unit.
The one I use is a “Penguin Brand” aka Water dot Com and costs (now) $2.50 for 5 gallons of purified and filtered Agua:
This one is located outside of a CVS and gets serviced pretty regularly. In this case it was last done on October 2nd, which is fine.
What kills me is it used to be a quarter for a gallon, and $1.00 for 5 gallons… then is started creeping up… until it’s now at $2.50. Mind you I’m not bitching… to buy a 5 Gallon Jug at Publix, including the bottle deposit is like $12-$13 a bottle!
Now, for us, well…. waaaay back in the day I did a spell working for Nestle Waters doing customer service support… let me tell y’all: Worst. Job. Ever. No joke… I’ve done phone support off and on my entire life… it’s easy, relatively mindless, and the pay is aight… one is NOT going to strike it rich by a long shot, but for a “filler” gig? It’s not bad. You can make a living…barely but like I said, it’s a good simple job that doesn’t require much other than just showing up. However… Nestle? Holy Hells that was the worst job I’ve ever had. Period fucking dot.
In my case, I used it both as a filler gig AND to take advantage of that sweet, sweet, employee Discount. In my case I used it to acquire quite a number of 5 gallon jugs:
13 all told… 65 gallons of potable. And the day before I got fired? I went into MY account and cleared any of the jugs that I was supposed to return I had listed under my account, so I didn’t owe anything… Mind you it wasn’t my account but a bogus shadow account I had made specifically to utilize for things of this nature… Long term I knew this gig was bullshit, so I set things up for me to profit as I could, when I could. I mean FFS the deposit for a Nestle 5-gallon water bottle is typically around $7.00 to $8.00… add on the $8-10 they charge for the water itself?
SHEESH!
So the next day I got fired and my access got closed out. It was a mutual thing I sort of quit/fired. Essentially I made them fire me so I could get unemployment… That was over 7 years ago…
And yep. The jugs? Still operational. Every few fill ups we sterilize them with a light bleach solution and run the rubber caps thru the dishwasher… we don’t want to get any creeping water based crud right?
We also do a scrub on the water dispenser every 3 months. Just Regular maintenance yannow?
The water as you see, we keep racked in sets of 6-5 gallon jugs. It keeps them out of the way, but readily available to load into the cooler as needed. Plus the racks have wheels so we can easily move them around if necessary as well.
And yeah, the paint job on and around there purely sucks.
That was back when I -tried- to have DC and her ‘meat of the week’ paint the family room for some much needed cash… and as you can see, they did a fucking suck-job of it… eventually I’ll go behind and fix it, but right now? Meh. I got a LOT more important things to unfuck around here.
Then dinner tonight? The Red Snapper again… Courtesy of J3’s generosity on taking me out on that trip… and MY luck in landing that big 17 pound sumbitch that we et on tonight:
That’s one big honkingly HUGE filet ain’t it tho? Marinated in a wee bit of pure lemon juice for 10 minutes:
Then I dredged it in the seasoning… which consisted of Salt Black Pepper Paprika Garlic Powder Onion Powder Aleppo Pepper Cayenne Pepper (just a wee dash) Italian Seasoning (slightly more than a dash, but more than a spot)
The other bowl is plain Panko mixed with 1/2 a cup of grated Parmesan cheese. I prepped two pans. One for the sear, and the other to bake/broil the fish in:
The baking pan I melted a full stick of salted butter. Then I melted 1/2 a stick in my LeCrueset cast iron.
I pan seared the fisjh in that 1/2 a stick of melted butter, and flipped it once. Each side I seared on HIGH heat for about 45-60 seconds:
THEN I layered a thin coating of the cheese and panko IN the butter, and laid the pieces of seared fish on top of the panko and cheese mix. Then I covered everything with the remaining panko/parm blend, and baked it for 12-14 minutes at 375.
It came out looking like this:
And served up like this:
OMFG good. Very rarely do I miss on a meal.
Even better knowing -I- had caught the damned thing too. Made it that much tastier IMO. J3 will probably comment and agree w/me.
Man am I full… This diet has been going well… the problem is my stomach has shrunk, so that meal? I’m as full as if I had ate a full grown moose… TOTALLY stuffed.
Thankfully NOT uncomfortable so however.
So tomorrow I’m hoping for better weather. It’s actually VERY cool here right now (73 degrees) but with 190% humidity… walking around outside feels like you’re almost swimming I swear…
IF the Weather Gods and Kami line up, I’m hoping for either vehicle repair time OR better yet, some trigger time as I have 5 weapons that need testing/firing, one of which is that Beretta and the Glock 21.
Plus ANY trigger time is a good time right?
OH! And Lord forgive me… I can’t remember if I shared this or not… Back when I went on the fishing trip, there was a minor ‘issue’ that came up…I won’t go into specifics, but yet again the Sheriff’s Office got a call to respond to Mi Casa again.
Now at this point, it’s getting to be like this:
Yep…. To the point that said-officer who showed up AFTER dealing witht he ‘business’ at hand, asked for a tour of the “Museum of Mayhem”…. and NO this was NOT an attempt to ‘gather evidence’… trust me… I know of what I speak… Not that I have anything even remotely illegal in the Casa… I’m clean as the Preacher Sheets and that’s no joke.
Nope… La Casa del Gran Campesino (House of the Big Country/Peasant… make of it what you will) is known for the “Museum of Mayhem” now. And in a positive way. I’ve had Local, County and in one case Federal officers by to talk/check/inspect and ALL have given me a clean bill of health so to speak… Hell. I’m known as “…that guy who builds flamethrowers!” by the County.
Sometimes a rep can be a good thing.
So, “The Current Unpleasantness” is why they’ve been by oh so many times. In this case however, the Watch Sergeant who showed up for the call wanted to see for himself. It was Sapper’s call, and he tends to be far more suspicious than I am. He told Sapper he’d heard a lot about the “Museum” and wanted to see it for himsself, and this was on a personal level, NOT in an official capacity (not as if that’d matter but anyways)
Since he (Sapper) thought it was cool and the cop was playing it straight so to speak, he gave him the nickel tour. He was pretty impressed from what Sapper told me. So much so, well… he ‘coined’ the house… as in went out to his truck, and came back in with these:
Hillsborough Sheriff Department coins! One for each of us! Or, I should say one for the house, and one for Sapper. I racked mine to the House Collection.
It’s a pretty cool design too IMO. It being in the shape of a weather service emblem for a Hurricane… neat!
For those of you who’re unfamiliar, Challenge Coins are an old military tradition… Per the Goolag AI:
Military challenge coins are tokens of recognition given for significant achievements, milestones, or service within a unit, symbolizing pride, camaraderie, and affiliation. They are often used in social traditions called “coin checks,” where a member presents their coin and challenges others to show theirs, with the expectation that the person without a coin will buy a round of drinks.
So it’skind of really cool that the ‘Museum of Mayhem’ has been ‘coined’… I think that’s about as close to “official recognition’ that we’re on the Cool Kid list or something.
I might have to actually start doing a full on website and 503c or something… Yes? No? No Idea. I just love collecting historically significant DotMil artifacts and the stories behind them.
And as far as my coins? I don’t have a lot…
A wide and varied selection… These are a few of my faves. To include The III Corps Command Sgt. Major’s coin, circa 1998 (front then back)
And then, the 5th Group Command Sgt. Major’s group coin from 1999, front and back as well:
I used some chalk to get my name to show… it’s otherwise so worn it’s hard to see the engraving. The CSM had that done for me while we were having some drinks in his office after he caught me and a fren doing some unauthorized shit… Maybe I’ll tell the story one day… I was actually a civilian at the time, which makes it that much more interesting and cool….
Anyways… the last coin is one I’m proud of… My Gray Man coin:
“What a long, strange trip it’s been!”
Indeed!
So that’s about it for tonight. Not sure if there’s going to be a poast tomorrow or not… I suppose it depends on the day’s events and whatnot.”
