3 Boxes of BS

Okay folks, I’ve been trying to avoid Sparky but somethings just aren’t meant to be.

First up is the comment he left here, which I’ve approved (minus the link to his site) to show that I’m not making this up.

My thoughts and prayers are with you too, Bob. Or at least they’re with your wife, for you I’m still hoping you shoot yourself in the foot – just a graze. (please smile at least, man)

Does Weer’d mean his wife is sick too? I may have seen that before but I forgot. Same goes for her. I am a believer and I believe that lots of prayers and good wishes do lots of good.

This “believer”, this husband and former Marine  tries to pass off a wish for me to injure myself as a joke. Sorry Sparky, it isn’t funny — not at all. It really fits in with the meme “Why are anti-gun advocates so violent”.

And by the way, how many people think his well wishes are sincere or just another attempt to troll for blog hits, eh?

And exactly what I have done MikeB302000 to deserve such an injury? Sought to protect my rights, protect my family, protect my wife or enable her to protect herself ? Or do you think that someone who had 4 procedures in a month, is currently undergoing chemotherapy should be forced to fight hand to hand against anyone who wishes her harm?

It shows your true nature when you can not even sincerely wish well of my wife without showing what a hypocritical piece of trash you are.

Second is a blog post he did at his place regarding a 69 year old grandmother who defended herself from a violent thug.

This young man was wounded quite seriously. He could easily have been killed. What if his intentions were not to rape and murder but just to steal the microwave and slip back out the door? In that case, and I know we can’t know that and the lady was within her rights to defend herself, but if the kid wasn’t really a lethal threat, the response was excessive. Am I right?

Wouldn’t there be a middle-ground approach too? How about telling the burglar, “I’ve got a gun on you, turn around and get out.” I know that offends all you letter-of-the-law guys who fantasize about just this kind of opportunity, but putting aside all that macho nonsense for a minute, wouldn’t it have been better if granny had scared the kid away instead of shooting three times at center of mass?

Let’s take this putrid comment in sections, eh?

MikeB302000 seems to be saying that a person’s property doesn’t really belong to them if a criminal wants it. How is that reasonable or sensible?

but just to steal the microwave and slip back out the door?

Think about that….people shouldn’t interfere with criminals if all they wanted was property. Never mind that at 69; it might be the only way she had to cook or that she would have to chose between medicine and replacing property.

Hey Sparky, is there a list of property it is acceptable for a thug to steal (TVs, DVD players, etc)  and a list of property (prescription medicines, family heirlooms, etc) that we can use violence to protect?

Nope, Criminal Enabler MikeB302000 doesn’t want people to stop thugs.

This young man was wounded quite seriously

Maybe if he didn’t want to be injured severely; he shouldn’t broken the law.
The homeowner isn’t a mind reader, she doesn’t know the thugs intentions.

Maybe MikeB302000 would rather the homeowner be subjected to treatment like this:

After Green suggested that Stewart change his life by reading the Bible, he began choking her. She said he ordered her to pull up her T-shirt so he could see her breasts, then unzipped his pants and fondled her while he masturbated.

“He choked me where I couldn’t breathe,” she testified. “I thought he was going to kill me.”

Next MikeB302000 consistently advocates for forgiveness and multiple chances for criminals while calling for single strike laws for gun owners.

These aren’t my words, this are MikeB302000‘s words — all the while wishing harm on me — not serious harm, just a grazing wound.

I really wish this was an aberration for MikeB302000 and his fellow criminally enabling, anti-rights advocating gun control friends — but it isn’t. Neither is the type of crime in either story. Thugs will seek to prey on senior citizens; both for fiscal gain and their own warped goals.
I really wish stories like the one in Fort Worth were uncommon but they are not.

Hey Sparky, can you tell everyone just how a home owner is supposed to know which thug breaking in is JUST a THIEF and which is a RAPIST or MURDER? Or does the homeowner have to wait for the thug to start the rape/murder before defending themselves?

People like MikeB302000 want to deny people the right to defend themselves — note the outcome in the two different stories.

The Senior Citizen who had the firearm – unharmed.
The Senior Citizen who had a baseball — molested in her own home

It leaves no doubt in my mind which side MikeB302000 is on  and it isn’t the side of the senior citizens looking to protect themselves.

Please join the discussion.

Edited to Add

all you letter-of-the-law guys who fantasize about just this kind of opportunity

By the way Sparky, when you owned firearms — legally, were you a “letter of the law” type who fantasized about shooting people?

Is there where you developed your extensive experience with fantasies or was did it develop when you broke the law to own firearms?

well maybe not in the Army but definitely in the clutches of the “hurry up and wait” crowd.

Hopefully the routine will go a little smoother next time we have to but this morning it was a little long getting in to see the doc before the chemo session starts.

For those who may not know, the folks who treat cancer patients are a paranoid lot. Before each session (and in between sessions), blood work is done, the doctor reviews the results and then, approves the chemo session.

I’m okay with that, they are very good about monitoring changes in the blood cells to make sure she can tolerate the chemo, not drop too low in white cells (fighting infections), etc.

Started the morning at 9:00 a.m. with a prayer from one of our ministers, then the blood work, then the doctor review. Got into the chemotherapy room after 11:00 and the started the pre-meds (nausea), I went to lunch and to drop off some prescriptions.

I’m back and watching her doze in the chair. It’s going to be a couple of hours more before we are done.

May or may not be back. Thanks for the thoughts, prayers, encouragement and support; all of it is greatly appreciated.

Update — she was done about 3:30 and we made it home not long ago. Got her settled in for a nap and she’s doing well.

As a couple of really caring people have pointed out privately I haven’t provided an update on my lovely Bride lately.

Mostly that is because not much has been happening with She Who Lets Me Make Her Coffee Every Morning (SWLMMHCEM) except for a slow but steady recovery.

After the last procedure in July, she decided (after talking to me and her doctors) to take the month of August off so she can build her strength back.

Tomorrow is the end of that time off; her first Chemo session starts at 9.

We’ve visited the facility a while back and learned much about the process, the drugs used and what to expect.

The major issue with the chemo session? Boredom. The after effects we don’t know about yet but the drugs are slowly infused and have to be given one at a time. Between lab work, doctor eval, and the infusion; SWLMMHCEM looks to be at the facility for half the day or more.

We’ve set her up with an MP3 player, her lap top is charged and ready, and she has a book or two for non-digital entertainment.

Her mom and I will attend the first chemo session tomorrow, so look for updates as the day goes by.

In the mean time, please keep Weer’d Beard’s Missus in your thoughts as she undergoes surgery for her epilepsy. Check for updates here – so far it appears she’s out of surgery and Weer’d is waiting to talk to the Doc.

Finally made it to the range after waiting way too long.

Just to refresh everyone’s memory, I picked this up (click to enlarge) two weeks ago. {Just two weeks? Seems like much longer}

The temperature finally dropped below “Broil” so I was able to get in some recoil therapy on Saturday.

Wasn’t sure what to expect, even after dry fire practice but I certainly enjoyed shooting this gun.

Didn’t do too bad I think.

That’s a 12 inch target at 7 yards.

Since I hadn’t owned anything in 9 mm, I didn’t have much ammunition on hand.

This is my 4th set.

I’m learning the difference in triggers, recoil, grip, etc by shooting the Sig first then shooting my Mil-Pro. Can’t wait to have a little more time, energy and ammunition to shoot them side by side.

While it looks like I’m jerking the trigger or tightening my fingers but I can cover the 30 rounds with my hand.

First up — It’s hot, it’s been hot.

22 out of the last 23 days have been over 100 degrees; the day that didn’t make it was 99. It’s officially hot enough for everyone; now can we get some cooling around here?

Yesterday was not a lot of fun in the evening (the hottest part of the day) when I got to try my hand at being a considerate car thief.

One of the younger household members locked her keys in her car. Unfortunately I wasn’t able to break into the car without breaking windows, so we ended up calling a tow company to do it. I’ll write up a full blog post on how to break into a car later.

Second — it’s hot, really hot and they are starting school.

I’m middle aged, I recognize it. I don’t try to hide this fact, I don’t try to idealize my past but I really think the previous generations had a little more intelligence then the current crop of administrators are showing.

It’s expected to reach 106 degrees today, the hottest day of the year! And today is the first day of school for most districts in the area.

Can anyone tell me it makes since to start school at the middle/end of August????

Seriously folks, starting school after Labor Day was a good thing for many reasons — not the least of which was the weather.

I understand multiculturalism, I understand inclusiveness — but I also think we are getting carried away with celebrating holidays — especially in the school system.

October is the only full month in the school year without a holiday. And it’s not just the recognized holidays, most months have either ‘early dismissal’ or a student holiday due to ‘staff development’.

Teachers have a rough job, I know that but let’s put the school year back to where it made sense — starting after Labor Day and ending at the end of May, eh?

No Recoil Therapy for me this weekend — Did I mention it’s been hot?

By the time I was up and going Saturday, I decided discretion was the better part of valor. Since I could see the discrete temperature marking on the thermometer under the indicator was already 95 degrees or more, I wimped out.

I don’t mention it often because I see it as just a part of life, but sometimes my asthma does effect what I want to do, this was one of them. I don’t do well in the heat, especially when it climbs into the triple digit figures, so I didn’t heat the range this weekend.

I hope to get out this next weekend.

Thanks for stopping by and reading my ramblings. I don’t say that often enough but I really do appreciate people taking time out of their day to visit.

But somehow, it’s managed to be a Monday and Friday the 13th on the same day.

I’m not normally superstitious but the last 12 hours have me wondering.

Last night on the way to the Board of Director’s meeting for the club, I stop to get a soda and snack at a Stop-N-Rob.

The Jimmy wouldn’t start when I came out.

(Probably just the alternator, maybe the battery. Tx Father In Law was on his way to the Board meeting so he was able to pick me up and take me home. Also Brother in law — an awesome guy and great mechanic is going to take a look at it today.)

After the meeting, the crowd at home was hungry so I sent my debit card with one of them to buy fast food.

This morning, on the way to drop off my Bride — the Air Conditioning in the Blazer stopped working.

(Probably just the relay, a part that I bought earlier this week and didn’t get installed.)

While dropping off my Bride this morning, I discovered that I didn’t pick up my phone — which doubles as my PDA.

(Everything is backed up on my work computer so I won’t miss any appointments, it’s just a hassle)

Once I got to work, I started thinking about the amount of cash in my wallet –almost none — and realized that I never got back my debit card from last night.

(I’m not worried about her spending any of the money, just not being able to buy a cold drink on the way home — supposed to be 104 today).

All in all, it’s not the best way I’ve started a weekend.

Update — Just realized that I left my rescue inhaler at home also — Asthma and 104 degrees don’t play well with each other.

(Again, properly planning — or learning from mistakes, I’m not going to admit to which — means that I have a spare inhaler at work.)

But –this is probably one of the worst days I’ve had recently…….not bragging folks (well maybe a little) but when this is the one of the bad days — life is pretty good.

Please understand I’m whining only a little bit. I’m really saying how thankful that the problems I have in life are small and easily solved.

Like 100 degree Plus hot.

I’ll be back with more once my nearly melted body reforms thanks to that blessed invention – Airconditioning.

Those who wish to take away my air-conditioning — don’t even think about. If you thought you would have a fight getting our firearms….try messing with our air-conditioning during the Texas Summer.

By the way — can we do something about the need to add a cover garment? If you are freaked out by the site of a firearm — stay home. Open Carry is definitely over due in Texas.