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Vive la liberté! Vive all y'all!


Ante omnia armari


To each of you ... Thanks for stopping by.




Tuesday, February 13, 2018

Ban Valentine's Day 2018


DOWN WITH VALENTINE'S DAY!
(The cat above is named "Freak," a Chicagoland ANTIFA breed.  He let's me live here.)

“Buy her diamonds,” demand the commercials on radio, television, and the internet. Cram it, that just ain’t evah gonna happen. I don’t care how much these commercials try to shame me into feeling cheap or unsuccessful, there ain’t gonna be any Valentine’s Diamond. Nor will there be a new Lexus in the driveway, elegantly wrapped in a gigantic heart-shaped red ribbon.  Are we crystal clear on that?

Many women, if not most, hate Valentine’s Day. Not having a significant other, or having one who doesn’t deliver a gift, can be painful. Valentine’s Day is nothing but a cruel day of cultural angst. Even if she has a love who has righteously shown up with a dozen roses year after year, eventually she will wonder why her shabby loser hasn’t gifted her a Rolex.



The only guys who enjoy Valentine’s Day are looking to score at least one of the Fifty Shades of Getting Laid. Most guys detest Valentine’s Day. Roses can jump to $100 a dozen in some areas and giving the obligatory heart of chocolates is cliché and considered cheap. When your true love says she doesn’t want anything for Valentine's Day, you guys best know that you had better show up with something and you had better hope your sweetheart did not see that damn Lexus commercial.  

The legend says St. Valentine died by execution; I am certain the truth is that it wasn’t just an act of revenge for his womanizing. Once Valentine started giving out the gifts, the little fornicator was doomed; his demise was a futile preemptive attempt to end the madness before it got out of hand; all of the other men knew that if Val's antics caught on, women would expect gifts forever. If Val had only hopped discreetly from bed to bed he would have been allowed to die naturally with that crotch-eating grin on his face, a very worn out but happy old man. Nope, that busy little swinging prick just had to start handing out his flowery business cards; "Roses are red, violets are blue, while your other be away, I'm a be humpin' on you."  The horny little proto-hillbilly got exactly what was coming to him.  The way I heard it, a short, fat, bald, incontinent hit man named Cupid was commissioned to put an arrow through Valentine’s cheatin’ heart.

We need to find out if the fool who started the "Sweetest Day" nonsense is still around, and if he / she is, we need to paint everything below his / her waist with hot fudge, then stake it to a Texas anthill.  


With what little is left of my eternal lust, your Valentine,




Zack 



Sunday, January 28, 2018

The latest Kewel Social Media Craze is "no lackin' a handgun ..."

No, I am not going to post any clips of the photos / videos here at this blog site.  CLICK HERE if you want to see and read about the latest madness.  An episode in Memphis went bad ...

Absit iniuria verbis.  No skin color has a monopoly on stupidity;  if not already, dumbass whites will be doing this soon, provided that they all don't first choke to death on Tide pods ...


Do not point a gun at anything you do not wish to destroy.


Tuesday, January 16, 2018

Winchester 94 AE Ranger .30-30

Winchester 94 AE Ranger
Overall Length = 38 inches
Weight = 6.25 lbs
Barrel Length = 20 inches
Barrel Twist = 1 turn in 12 inches
Cartridge = .30-30 Winchester
Magazine Capacity = 6 round (tubular magazine)

Manufacture of Winchester rifles and shotguns in the USA ceased in 2006.  I purchased this Model 94 AE Ranger new sometime between 1992 and 2002 (I'll dig out the records when I get a chance and update my memory along with this blog entry).   I may have purchased this rifle from a Kmart store; I paid somewhere around $200 if memory serves.  Purists lament the cost saving manufacturing changes that were used post 1964, but I am of the opinion that the final years of USA manufacturing were not bad at all; this is a jim-dandy knockabout .30-30 carbine.



THE FOLLOWING IS FROM WIKIPEDIA  (CLICK HERE for the entire Wikipedia article)
... U.S. Repeating Arms did not flourish, declaring bankruptcy in 1989. It was subsequently purchased by Belgian arms maker FN Herstal, which set about improving the whole Winchester line, instituting modern CNC methods of production at Winchester's (USA) factory while also seeking to expand the sales and marketing of Winchester rifles worldwide. This effort would culminate in two major changes to the gun in 1992: the reintroducing of now-CNC-machined parts and solid pins back into the action, and the elimination of the traditional half-cock safety notch on the hammer in favor of a cross-bolt safety, which enabled the gun to be sold internationally.
Though the increase in build quality was noted at the time, it was the conspicuous presence of the new safety that generated the strongest opinions. It was widely reviled by American consumers and gun writers alike as a "lawyer" safety, who said it detracted from the overall look, feel, and operation of the rifle. FNH and Winchester responded in 2003 by moving the safety to the tang behind the receiver, which largely quelled the controversy. Both the last Model 94s to leave the New Haven factory before American production ceased in 2006 and the new Model 94s produced in Japan since 2010 by Miroku Corp. feature these tang-mounted safeties



The AE in the name designates the action as being Angle Eject; meaning the spent cases would be ejected more to the side rather then straight up; this allowed mounting a scope farther back towards the shooters eye.  However, a low mounted scope could get in the way of a thick-handed shooter being able to thumb the hammer ... so a removable (and ambidextrous) knurled pin was factory supplied to be screwed into the side of the hammer as an extension.

The receiver came from the factory drilled and tapped for mounting a scope.



Back when I bought this box of ammo I probably thought the store (now long gone) was price-gouging.  









Sunday, January 7, 2018

Boito .410 Double Barrel Shotgun

Gosh, it has been so many years ... I plumb forgot this old estate-sale gun was hiding in the back of the safe.   At a distance, it is almost downright pretty.  Close up, the manufacturing shortcuts are obvious with the wood not marrying to the steel, etc.  Fit and finish aside, albeit a bit on the heavy for a .410, I once fancied it to be a decent enough woodland walking-gun for whacking wappidly wunning wascawwy wabbits but life got in the way of dreams and it just sat idle.   Sometimes we neglect our dreams for too long ... no longer are there woodlands nearby that are readily available for hunting.  Maybe next season ... maybe just a few miles further down the road.





The tang safety functions as intended.  The barrel release lever is solid in the frame but it flags left and right of center (the full width of the tang) when the action is closed;  the barrels do lock up safe and solid (as they should) but such malfitting of parts drives purists nuts.






I keep snap caps in both chambers.  Utility grade guns such as this often don't have firing pins that will endure very much empty chamber dry fire.





This line of shotguns was manufactured by Boito of Brazil and sold at Kmart stores until the mid 1980s.  Call it what it was meant to be; an affordable utility grade gun; an entry level gun; a knockabout gun; a gun for poor folks.  As humble as it is, with care and responsible use it should provide many years of active shooting service.   Wabbits best beware ...





Monday, January 1, 2018

This Blog Author Supports TARGETED MANDATORY DRUG TESTING


I speak of drug-testing those who feed at the high-end of the public-money trough, beginning with the POTUS and then on down through the vast herd of federal politicians and employees.  Some taxpayers may settle for a once-a-week random urine sample from each of the high-and-mighty, verified by publicly available video.  However, since many of us are used to politicians pissing all over us, a vast majority of citizen might prefer the poetic justice of witnessing blood being drawn from each of the federal parasites. 

If for nothing more, we need to do this for all the underemployed phlebotomists and their children.


Sunday, December 31, 2017

Happy New Year 2018!



I think this quick video is something we took July 4th, a couple of years or more ago.

I never played much with the Blogger video feature ... dunno if this will work.

Happy New Year!


A Year's End Flashback to the Summer of 2017








Thursday, December 28, 2017

Review of the Bell Charter Oak "Chicago Rocker," an Appendix Inside the Waistband (AIWB) Holster


Definitions for this blog entry:
AIWB = Appendix Inside the Waistband
Appendix-Carry = Carrying a handgun inside or outside the waistband, anywhere in the area from just in front of the left hip to just in front of the right hip.
Chi-Rock = My abbreviation for Chicago Rocker

I've had this Chi-Rock holster for about one year.  I had no pressing need to buy it;  I simply wanted more B. E. "Lefty" Lewis holsters in my collection.  Well, I'll be darned if it didn't work out to be a dandy niche concealed carry holster for the times when other stuff just didn't quite work out for me.  It is a very no-nonsense, quick-on / quick off, old school design, elegantly utilitarian, and very affordable.  Since I am of short stature and (ahem) somewhat chubby, I don't have enough prime real estate in the appendix area to be carrying anything except blubber; the Chi-Rock optimizes what little my physique has to offer.  The unboned leather is firm, yet it is pliable enough for comfort. The holster does not squeeze the handgun out when I bend or sit, as do the nylon-canvas, cloth, or the overly soft "buckskin" type leather holsters.  

(Description below is a copy-and-paste from the Bell Charter Oak Website)
This traditional revolver inside waistband is ideal for appendix carry. Heavy duty gun spring steel clip will not draw off. Available for most 2 inch barrel J and D frames revolvers from S&W, Colt, Taurus and Charter Arms 2000 revolvers. May be crafted with or without rear position sweat shield, please specify. Available in black or chestnut finish. Neutral cant only.





ABOVE:  I ordered the Chi-Rock to fit my Colt Agent and Detective Special with a veiled hope that it would also be a satisfactory fit for the narrower cylinder (and the frame differences) of my S&W J-Frame and Magnum J-Frame revolvers; it turned out (for my purposes; your mileage may vary) to be just wonderful for use with all of my short barrel D-Frames and J-Frames. 





ABOVE: One problem with owning the long-out-of-production Colt D-Frame revolvers is that many leather outfits don't make holsters for them anymore.   Bell Charter Oak is one of the few firms that still provides quality leather for Colt revolvers; Lefty Lewis likely has been doing so longer than any other leather artisan that is around today.  





ABOVE: The spring belt-clip is quite adequate and is sized on this holster for 1.5'' gunbelts; it seemed overly strong at first but it relaxed after being used over time and is now a very manageable / serviceable strength.  Depending on the fabric of my britches du jour, I sometimes, albeit rarely, wear the Chi-Rock without a belt; yeah, that silly looking old dude shuffling around the block in the early morning hours while wearing pajama bottoms and a t-shirt may have a snub-gun AIWB hanging near his crotch.  





ABOVE: The holster stitching is strong and looks very good.  By design, in order to keep things as thin as possible, the belt-clip is placed a bit on the downside of the revolver's cylinder.  





ABOVE: The closed-bottom is shaped to make sliding the holster inside the waistband a cool breeze, quick on and quick off.



















ABOVE:  I can get the rig to ride just a bit lower and closer to the "Zipper O'clock" junkyard position by wearing the clip UNDER the belt instead of over the belt.





ABOVE:  The .357 Magnum J-Frame is a bit larger than a standard J-Frame but it is still smaller than the Colt D-Frame revolvers that this Chi-Rock was purchased to accommodate.


ABOVE: An untucked t-shirt adequately covers the banana gripped Magnum J-Frame used with the Chi-Rock in the prior photo.











Wednesday, December 27, 2017

I volunteered for the latest Beta Version of National Healthcare

I had E.D. and a sinus infection at the same time; they prescribed an experimental drug to treat both afflictions ... blowing my nose has become my favorite pastime ...