100 things Meme

H/T Earl and Julie

It’s 0 dark 30 again and I’m wide awake again… sigh…

In bold are the things I’ve done.

1. Started your own blog- You’re looking at it…
2. Slept under the stars– By choice and NOT by choice… sigh..
3. Played in a band
4. Visited Hawaii– Lived there, go back way too often for work…
5. Watched a meteor shower
6. Given more than you can afford to charity
7. Been to Disneyland– And Disney World, and Disneyland Tokyo
8. Climbed a mountain– At least pat way… Zuchspitz in Austria
9. Held a praying mantis
10. Sang a solo– Badly… VERY badly…
11. Bungee jumped- Dumb, but NOT stupid
12. Visited Paris– Dirty, nasty, and that was just the people… Most egocentric people I’ve EVER met
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea
14. Taught yourself an art from scratch
15. Adopted a child
16. Had food poisoning– Navy Box lunch… TWICE!
17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty
18. Grown your own vegetables
19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France
20. Slept on an overnight train
21. Had a pillow fight
22. Hitch hiked
23. Taken a sick day when youโ€™re not ill
24. Built a snow fort
25. Held a lamb
26. Gone skinny dipping
27. Run a Marathon
28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice
29. Seen a total eclipse
30. Watched a sunrise or sunset
31. Hit a home run
32. Been on a cruise– Me and 5200 of my closest friends…
33. Seen Niagara Falls in person
34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
35. Seen an Amish community
36. Taught yourself a new language
37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person
39. Gone rock climbing
40. Seen Michelangelo’s David
41. Sung karaoke– Badly… again…
42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt
43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant
44. Visited Africa– Courtesy of the USN
45. Walked on a beach by moonlight
46. Been transported in an ambulance
47. Had your portrait painted
48. Gone deep sea fishing
49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person
50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris
51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling
52. Kissed in the rain
53. Played in the mud
54. Gone to a drive-in theater
55. Been in a movie
56. Visited the Great Wall of China
57. Started a business
58. Taken a martial arts class
59. Visited Russia
60. Served at a soup kitchen
61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies
62. Gone whale watching– Not by choice… Work related
63. Got flowers for no reason
64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma
65. Gone sky diving
66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp– The Holocaust DID happen!
67. Bounced a check
68. Flown in a helicopter
69. Saved a favorite childhood toy
70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial
71. Eaten Caviar- Whyinhell do people pay that much money for FISH EGGS???
72. Pieced a quilt
73. Stood in Times Square– Damn near got run down by a taxi too!
74. Toured the Everglades
75. Been fired from a job
76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London
77. Broken a bone
78. Been on a speeding motorcycle
79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person
80. Published a book
81. Visited the Vatican
82. Bought a brand new car
83. Walked in Jerusalem
84. Had your picture in the newspaper
85. Read the entire Bible
86. Visited the White House
87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
88. Had chickenpox
89. Saved someoneโ€™s life
90. Sat on a jury
91. Met someone famous– Issac Asimov, Joseph Wambaugh
92. Joined a book club
93. Lost a loved one– Both sets of Grandparents and both parents
94. Had a baby (participated)
95. Seen the Alamo in person
96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake
97. Been involved in a law suit
98. Owned a cell phone
99. Been stung by a bee
100. Read an entire book in one day– I do this WAY too often…

One of THOSE trips, part 2

Well, I finally got where I was supposed to be- That’s good. The bad- Only taxi left “said” he could get on base… $42 later, I’m hoofing it from the main gate to Billeting, dragging the bags… lovely…

So I get up in the morning to go get the rental car.- Good; the Bad- they lock the $&* keys IN the car, so I have to wait almost an hour for them to get a master out to unlock it… OBTW, there were about 6 other identical cars sitting there, but they couldn’t give me one of THEM, because they were for other customers… sigh…

The nice- I get this nicky-neat Nav system… The bad- see below…

I can’t read Kanji worth a darn…

It is Thanksgiving, so EVERYTHING is closed on bases, while off base it’s just another workday for the Japanese… tried to get a reservation at one of the clubs no joy… so we are going out in town… Looks like Mongolian BBQ for dinner… sigh…

WX sucks, typhoon condition 4, windy, rainy and mid-60’s; so off I go to try to find this little Mongolian BBQ place somewhere close to the main gate of another base, that I stumbled on two years ago, and I “think” I remember how to get there…

Hmmm. it’s either the first or second right after the main gate, then either the first or second street on the right, next to an open field and across the street from another open field…

Finally find it, after 45 minutes of basically driving is circles… I REALLY hope that was not a one way street… No wonder I can’t find it, the field now contains a 6 story apartment building! Now no place to park, so drive around and finally find a space; parallel parking on the ‘wrong’ side is fun…

One seat left, I grab it and go start filling a bowl or three! No turkey, but plenty of chicken. Papasan says- Hey, baby turkey… just hadn’t grown up yet ๐Ÿ™‚

Two bowls of Genghis Khan’s best Mongolian BBQ, sweat is pouring off (went a ‘hair’ strong on the peppers that last bowl).

Back to Billeting and bed!

sigh…

Wide awake at 0400…

It’s one of THOSE trips part 1…

Ever have one of THOSE days, weeks, months???

That’s kinda how my trip is going so far… It’s been a real mix of the good and the bad, and I’m just waiting for the ugly to show up… sigh…

Sunday- 6 hours late leaving DC; The good- the airplane was working, and I knew the pilots so I got a GOOD seat ๐Ÿ™‚

Monday- The bad- arriving at Narita after EVERYTHING was shut down. No buses, no trains, only a $300 cab if I wanted to try that… nope, took a ride to the hotel with the pilots, and spent the night at an airport hotel.

Tuesday- The good- I made it to Yokosuka finally (at 1100) and still had a room! The bad- Well, I missed the meeting that was the sole purpose for coming in here… The worse- I spent all day chasing down folks that had been in the morning meeting to get ‘stuff’ resolved…

Wednesday- The good- Finished chasing folks down, got everything “fixed” so far… Line up and earlier flight down to Okinawa; and actually get on the free bus ๐Ÿ™‚ The bad- I’m at the wrong airport… dammit… Was told the wrong thing by the lady from ANA, so I’m now sitting and waiting for 6 hours for the original flight, after having driven PAST the correct airport on the way here (and can’t get back there in time to make the flight)… Good/bad at the airport- I got access to the lounge, but all the booze (including the Scotch) is Japanese… and the only coffee is Nescafe instant…

Oh yeah, now the ugly in a phone call that just came in- The crew I’m meeting in Okinawa is delayed in Chicago, so they will NOT be arriving tonight, which means us two old farts have to install all the systems tomorrow by ourselves… sigh…

To be continued…

It is now closer to reality than you think…

You’re sound asleep when you hear a thump outside your bedroom door. Half-awake, and nearly paralyzed with fear, you hear muffled whispers. At least two people have broken into your house and are moving your way. With your heart pumping, you reach down beside your bed and pick up your shotgun. You rack a shell into the chamber, then inch toward the door and open it. In the darkness, you make out two shadows.One holds something that looks like a crowbar. When the intruder brandishes it as if to strike, you raise the shotgun and fire. The blast knocks both thugs to the floor. One writhes and screams while the second man crawls to the front door and lurches outside.

As you pick up the telephone to call police, you know you’re in trouble. In your country, most guns were outlawed years before, and the few That are privately owned are so stringently regulated as to make them useless. Yours was never registered. Police arrive and inform you that the second burglar has died. They arrest you for First Degree Murder and Illegal Possession of a Firearm.

When you talk to your attorney, he tells you not to worry: authorities will probably plea the case down to manslaughter “What kind of sentence will I get?” you ask. “Only ten-to-twelve years,” he replies, as if that’s nothing. “Behave yourself, and you’ll be out in seven.”The next day, the shooting is the lead story in the local newspaper.

Somehow, you’re portrayed as an eccentric vigilante while the two men you shot are represented as choirboys. Their friends and relatives can’t find an unkind word to say about them. Buried deep down in the article, authorities acknowledge that both “victims” have been arrested numerous times. But the next day’s headline says it all: “Lovable Rogue Son Didn’t Deserve to Die.” The thieves have been transformed from career criminals into Robin Hood-type pranksters. As the days wear on, the story takes wings. The national media picks it up, then the international media.

The surviving burglar has become a folk hero.

Your attorney says the thief is preparing to sue you, and he’ll probably win. The media publishes reports that your home has been burglarized several times in the past and that you’ve been critical of local police for their lack of effort in apprehending the suspects. After the last break-in, you told your neighbor that you would be prepared next time.

The District Attorney uses this to allege that you were lying in wait for the burglars.A few months later, you go to trial. The charges haven’t been reduced, as your lawyer had so confidently predicted. When you take the stand, your anger at the injustice of it all works against you. Prosecutors paint a picture of you as a mean, vengeful man. It doesn’t take long for the jury to convict you of all charges. The judge sentences you to life in prison.

This case really happened.

On August 22, 1999, Tony Martin of Emneth, Norfolk , England , killed one burglar and wounded a second. In April, 2000, he was convicted and is now serving a life term. How did it become a crime to defend one’s own life in the once great British Empire ?

It started with the Pistols Act of 1903. This seemingly reasonable law forbade selling pistols to minors or felons and established that handgun sales were to be made only to those who had a license. The Firearms Act of 1920 expanded licensing to include not only handguns but all firearms except shotguns. Later laws passed in 1953 and 1967 outlawed the carrying of any weapon by private citizens and mandated the registration of all shotguns.

Momentum for total handgun confiscation began in earnest after the Hungerford mass shooting in 1987. Michael Ryan, a mentally disturbed Man with a Kalashnikov rifle, walked down the streets shooting everyone he saw. When the smoke cleared, 17 people were dead.

The British public, already de-sensitized by eighty years of “gun control”, demanded even tougher restrictions. (The seizure of all privately owned handguns was the objective even though Ryan used a rifle.)Nine years later, at Dunblane , Scotland , Thomas Hamilton used a semi-automatic weapon to murder 16 children and a teacher at a public school.

For many years, the media had portrayed all gun owners as mentally unstable, or worse, criminals. Now the press had a real kook with which to beat up law-abiding gun owners. Day after day, week after week, the media gave up all pretense of objectivity and demanded a total ban on all handguns. TheDunblane Inquiry, a few months later, Sealed the fate of the few sidearm still owned by private citizens.

During the years in which the British government incrementally took Away most gun rights, the notion that a citizen had the right to armed self-defense came to be seen as vigilantism. Authorities refused to grant gun licenses to people who were threatened, claiming that self-defense was no longer considered a reason to own a gun. Citizens who shot burglars or robbers or rapists were charged while the real criminals were released. Indeed, after the Martin shooting, a police spokesman was quoted as saying, “We cannot have people take the law into their own hands.”

All of Martin’s neighbors had been robbed numerous times, and several elderly people were severely injured in beatings by young thugs who had no fear of the consequences.Martin himself, a collector of antiques, had seen most of his collection trashed or stolen by burglars.

When the Dunblane Inquiry ended, citizens who owned handguns were given three months to turn them over to local authorities. Being good British subjects, most people obeyed the law. The few who didn’t were visited by police and threatened with ten-year prison sentences if they didn’t comply. Police later bragged that they’d taken nearly 200,000 handguns from private citizens.

How did the authorities know who had handguns? The guns had been registered and licensed. Kinda like cars.

Sound familiar, have we heard this plan lately???

Six turning, four burning…


An interesting clip of a SAC recruiting video from the 1950’s.

For those of us who started in recips, these were the big boys, Wright R-3350’s- 18 cylinders in two offset rows of 9 each, pulling 59.5 inches MAP and developing 3,400 HP with 115/145 avgas!

I ‘think’ most people will recognize the guy sitting behind the pilots next to the flight engineer, but how many of you recognize the copilot and flight engineer???

More airplane stuff…

Since the last post on the fly-bys got a pretty good response, here are a couple of other interesting ones…

Go HERE to see a flash movie about the SR-71 (also known as the Blackbird or Habu). A funny story about the SR-71, it was President Johnson that “admitted” the SR-71 existed, but he mispronounced the designation, as SR-71 when it was supposed to be RS-71, so the Air Force had to change all the documentation because nobody had the balls to tell the President he screwed up… ๐Ÿ™‚

Now this is one where the test pilot earns his money…

This is a 24 degree nose up short field landing (which is about 10-15 degrees steeper than normal). He had about a 50-50 chance of actually succeeding without bending the airplane. The other option was getting a tail strike into a porpoise into a ball of flames…

Anyhoo, I’m off playing in the field for a couple of weeks, so blogging will be light for a while.

Home repairs…

You really need to stop by Bayou Renaissance Man and read THIS POST! He talks about the issues encountered with repairs after a fire and hurricane. This opened my eyes to some things I need to change with my finances, and maybe you will too.

Now on a more humorous note:

The new “Spread the Wealth” pencil sharpener. Every U.S. taxpayer will be mailed one of these with their 2008 IRS tax forms. Watch your mail box!

That is all.

Yee Haaa!!!

I was gonna post about the auto bail out (against it), politics or something along that line, but everybody else is doing it much better than I can, so screw it…

A video for your viewing pleasure- MANY, MANY gallons of fuel were used in the making of this video, some birds were scared out of the sky, many observers were either impressed or running for cover, and the Pilots/NFOs were loving life! It’s not often you get to do this legally ๐Ÿ™‚

Kick the tires, light the fires, first one in the air is lead, brief on Guard.

I miss those days… sigh…

Media bias? No doubt anymore…

Well, it’s pretty much official, the wraps are off now on the media bias- It’s well beyond bias, and into fawning in my opinion…

Howard Kurtz in the Washington Fishwrap this morning wrote:

Perhaps it was the announcement that NBC News is coming out with a DVD titled “Yes We Can: The Barack Obama Story.” Or that ABC and USA Today are rushing out a book on the election. Or that HBO has snapped up a documentary on Obama’s campaign.

Perhaps it was the Newsweek commemorative issue — “Obama’s American Dream” — filled with so many iconic images and such stirring prose that it could have been campaign literature. Or the Time cover depicting Obama as FDR, complete with jaunty cigarette holder.

Go here to read the article…

And another one that mysteriously DIDN’T get any coverage by the Fishwrap before the election, by Carol Leonnig.

Obama Wrote Federal Staffers About His Goals- Workers at Seven Agencies Got Detailed Letters Before Election

In wooing federal employee votes on the eve of the election, Barack Obama wrote a series of letters to workers that offer detailed descriptions of how he intends to add muscle to specific government programs, give new power to bureaucrats and roll back some Bush administration policies.

That little jewel is here.

Another one, albeit heard on radio, is that over one trillion $, that is $1,000,000,000,000 went out the back door to various banks and organizations since Sept for various bailouts, yet the first dollar has not been spent to buy up any of the so called ‘toxic’ mortgages…

And another report, yet more people got preferential loans from Countrywide- Interestingly, one of the Countrywide “special” loan officers testified part of his job was to make sure those receiving the loans KNEW they were getting a special rate! Kinda puts paid to Congresscritter Dodd’s and the others protestations of innocence doesn’t it????

Only good thing that has happened is Dallas beat Washington! Go Cowboys!!! ๐Ÿ™‚

Hog Leg…

While I agree with Tam the 1902 and 1903 Colts are beautiful pieces, the ones I saw at Tulsa were pristine examples and WELL out of my price range ($1100-1300 each). I did stumble across one for me.

It’s an old Colt hog leg- A firearm, i.e., old western 6 shot revolvers. shaped like a part of a hogs leg; slang for a pistol, western style.

To be exact, it’s a Colt pistol (United States Revolver, Caliber .45, M1917) chambered in the .45 ACP cartridge and loaded by either three round stamped metal half moon clips or six round full moon clips.



This one is formerly US Property, and shows a good bit of wear, but it shoots pretty well. And yes, those are real stag grips on it, they are rough enough to give you pretty good control of the pistol, and have aged beautifully! They have probably been on the pistol for most of it’s life, as they show a little rust, and have changed colors due to handling over the years. I was actually offered more for the grips than I paid for the pistol, but I’m not breaking up a piece of history just for money.


The pistol was actually carried by a friends’ Uncle; who was a Deputy Sheriff and later Sheriff of Caddo Parish, LA. From the looks of the moon clip that was in the pistol the last time it was used was the mid-1940’s since the ammo in the moon clip was WCC ’43! He is going to look for the shoulder holster his Uncle used, so I will have a piece of history with that, along with the ammo.

Just for comparison purposes, here is the 1917 with a G26… Hog leg is a true statement; it’s bigger than a Colt Python!