Monthly Archives: June 2010

A Third Course Of Superman

Crash Test Dummies, Superman’s Song:


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10 Reasons Life Is Good

I stole this idea from Jay G, whole stole it from this guy. So, here is my list:

  1. Kids: There is nothing like the sound of “Daaaady…Daaaaaaaaadyyy” first thing in the morning. Fatherhood is bliss defined. In my children, I see hope and everything that I wish I had been. To be a father is to know the pride, joy, and love that only a child can bring to a home.
  2. Family: Everyone needs help and support at some point. Family and friends are always there. In a world seething in strangers, a familiar face can be a beacon in the darkness.
  3. Dogs: Beautiful, strong, loyal, loving, and fierce. A good dog is the greatest companion on this earth. They never question, and always trust. A good dog is a living work of art, a vicious defender of family, and a study in true love. They make no demands and give everything in return.
  4. Whisky: Be it dark n’ peaty, a spicy rye, or a sweet and soothing bourbon, whisky is the water of life. Besides, coffee is not worth drinking without a slug of Jack Daniels.
  5. Tobacco: Smoke curls toward the incendiary evening sky, warm briar fills your palm, and your palate fills with spice, cream, earth, vanilla, and butter. It is impossible to properly wrap your mind around a challenge without a pipe craftfully packed with mind-freeing English tobacco. 
  6. Snow: Skis, snowshoes, sleds, skates, screaming tracked two-strokes, snowball fights, and delicate glistening churches of pine bowing under pure white snow.
  7. Knives: Life would be a cast-iron toothless bitch without knives. Just ask the Limeys.
  8. Books: Once you have solved the challenges of the day, you need to relax with a fine novel, another pipe, and a snifter of the stout stuff.
  9. Tea: Nectar of the gods. The delicate boil of water, the steam, swirling leaves staining the liquor as they dance in their scalding bath, aromas fill the room, and a trusted companion to share it with.
  10. Hot sauce: Maker of edible from inedible. Bringer of light-headed joy. Culinary seductress. Food isn’t worth eating until the heat brings tears. 

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Look, A Superman Theme

Ryan Shupe &the Rubber Band, Even Superman:

I didn’t make the video, but come home safe guys.

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Meanwhile, In The Beat Bar…

…Laurie Anderson was performing O Superman:

When force is gone, there’s always mom. Hi mom!

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A Song In Black

This post has me in a Johnny Cash mood. In that spirit, allow me to present, The Kneeling Drunkard’s Plea:

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“Keep it in your pants.”

The battle cry of the concealed carry crowd.

“Concealed means concealed.” Duh.

“Open carry is the original constitutional carry.” No, just carrying the damn gun is.

“Concealed means you have something to hide.” No, it just means that you don’t know I have it.

“Concealed is more tactical.” Excuse me, I’m leaving before I call you a fucking idiot. Tactical surprise goes out the window when the asshole pulls his gat first. At that point, you are behind the ball and reacting desperately. With the added benefit of cover garments to tangle in.

“Open deters crime.” Sure, maybe, possibly, potentially, theoretically, at times.

“It is simple to conceal.” Not a full-size pistol, and not in the summer. The supertuck is amazing, until you rip your shirt on the pistol’s safety practicing your tucked draw, and the muzzle eats a hole in your pants.

“Open carry is so easy and natural.” I guess, until your sidearm gets tangled in your seatbelt, wears a hole in your car seat,  your arm gets scraped on the hammer serrations, and you clunk it into your shopping cart at the store. Oh yeah, retention holsters are a fun transition from open tops. Yup, re-training muscle memory to hit the release, so easy and natural.

For me to hide my Beretta 96, I need: a snazzy $90 Supertuck, a sturdy belt, pants that are too big for me, I can’t bend, sit with someone on my weapon side, crouch, or let someone hug me.

To openly carry my Beretta, I need: a $45 SERPA CQC, a sturdy belt, pants are optional, but I wear them anyway, in MY size, and I don’t have to worry about what people see.

Both have upsides, downsides, and a unique set of challenges. Neither is wrong.

I will admit that each mode of carry has its time and place, but that is for each person to decide. How you carry is about as much anyone else’s business as whether or not you carry a rubber or whether you should be using your salad fork for your escargot.  

For the record, I conceal around town to avoid conflicts with family. I open carry out-of-town and in the woods because I prefer it. I’m not macho, stupid, tactical, discrete or looking for trouble. I am just going about my life. The holier than thou zealots on both sides can feel free to shut up.

The next installment on topics like this will either be about carrying knives or “why are you carrying that in here?”

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Ooooooooo Free Stuff

I want free ammo, If you want a chance at some, look at this page. You have until the Fourth of July.

M.D. Creekmore at The Survivalist Blog – a survival blog dedicated to helping others prepare for and survive disaster – with articles on bug out bag contents, survival knife choices and a wealth of other survival information is giving away a 1,000 round case of 9mm – 124 Grain FMJ (a $200 value – donated by LuckyGunner)! To enter, you just have to post about it on your blog. This is my entry. Visit The Survivalist Blog for the details.

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