Perception Shift

I’m in my 50′s. Been into computers since High School; took the first computer programming class the school ever offered way back in ’81.

I should be very aware of storage capacity and limitations but some things sneak up on even the most aware. Today it really struck home how much things have changed.
I need to work on some documents at home so I sought out one of the USB thumb drives our marketing folks distributes as the industry version of ‘gimme’ caps.

My initial thought on looking at it was “How quaint*; 512 MB — not even a full Gig or a 2 Gig drive.”

Of course, there was more then enough room on the drive for all 200+ documents; not even 40 megs of worth of files. Realized I’ve been spoiled by how fast technology has advanced and how cheap components are now days. Makes me thankful for the times we do live in.

 

 

 

 

* Or something to that effect minus the sentence enhancers and more colorful phrasing.

Wanna Talk High Capacity?

Let’s talk about many people’s nemesis this time of year — the lowly ragweed plant. This thing is loaded for trouble and then some.

Ragweed is the biggest culprit in causing fall allergies, according to AAFA; there are 17 different species found in the United States, and it’s found most often in rural areas in the Northeast and Midwest.

“Scientists estimate that a single ragweed plant can release one billion grains of pollen over the course of ragweed season,” an AAFA fact sheet states*. “Ragweed pollen grains are light and are easily dispersed by the gentlest of breezes.”

1 Billion grains of pollen in a single season. Jiminy Crickets-  no wonder I feel like someone’s stuffed a water balloon between my nose and eyeballs.

*- PDF alert

Why Do I Need….

Why do I need an AR-15?

To satisfy a deep seated psychological need to flip a metaphorical finger at the gun grabbers.

 

That Brings Back Memories

Reading reports of this issue brought back a memory of a similar issue decades ago.

In 1981, horse meat labeled as beef was discovered at a Foodmaker plant that supplied hamburger and taco meat to Jack in the Box.

Yep, smart-alec Bob was working at Jack In The Box in 1981. This resulted in one of the many times I was called into the owner’s office for a brief discussion. As near as I can remember it went something like this.

Owner- “Bob would you care to explain why I had an irate customer calling me this morning”.

Bob – “Sure. I bet I can guess who it was and what it was about; some guy who stopped here last night to buy a burger. He was drunk; really really drunk. Kept going on about the story in the news”.

Owner – “He mentioned something about the news and how he asked you a simple question.”

Bob – “Well, he didn’t ask me a simple question. He kept asking the same question over and over again. Wouldn’t take any of the assurances you (even then I was smart enough to stick that in) told us to say.”

Owner – “So what happened to make him so mad.”

Bob – “I really don’t know. I tried to reassure him like you said but nothing but he kept asking if there was horsemeat in his burger and he didn’t want horsemeat.

So I assured him as I handed him the order that Jack In The Box does not use horsemeat but our burgers are 100% pure Kangaroo meat”.

I think the only reason I kept that job was the fact I was the only person who would consistently work the grave yard shift.

 

 

Gun Appreciation Day

Spent a large chunk of the day sleeping in and lazing around the house; Life can be good even if it isn’t all spent at the range.

Later that day, I met up with a friend and reader Cormac  (didn’t ask if I could use his name, so for now he is Nameless) and headed out to the Super Secret Shooting Range aka The Club.

Nameless Cormac isn’t a member of the club so I did the usual nickel tour then headed to the pistol and rifle range. Oh boy, was my timing off. I thought that going later in the day made sense; hoping that most people showed up earlier then went to lunch.
Apparently many folks thought like I did — late lunch then show up to the range.

There was a large group of people taking up all the stations at the 200 yard range, a group of folks plinking away (with very high dollar firearms) on the 25 yard Rimfire only range, and a hand full of folks on the 50- and 100-yard ranges. The 25-yard range was plum full of folks. It was probably as busy it had ever been. Of course, Nameless Cormac was a little shocked by that opinion. He pointed out there was no waiting line and it did have a couple of open spaces. I just smiled and pointed out the advantages of being a member of a private range.

We decided to start out on the plate rack on another 25-yard range. Unfortunately it was almost as if we were doing a nature television show “No plates were actually harmed in the process of filming or shooting at them”.
It wasn’t quite that bad but the steel industry won’t be running on high due to our shooting. We did manage to start knocking a few down consistently later though.

We took the time to punch some holes in paper targets at 25 yards also. Did better there and it was fun to shoot at that range; normally I practice at 7 or 15 yards. It was also humbling for me, I can see how much work I have to do.

Updated to include name and mention Cormac’s shooting with his Mosin — 3 shots in the bullseye that could have been covered with a quarter at 25 yards. He can stick around if there is a Zombie Apocolypse   :)

Guests, Guests and more guests.

It was also very interesting to see how many people brought out guests to the club. I would say easily 1/3 of the people shooting Saturday afternoon were visitors to the club. I was glad to see them.  I made sure to introduce myself and thank them for coming out.

So what did you do on Gun Appreciation Day?

Movie Review – Act of Valor

Short version: Not your typical Hollywood movie – and that is a good thing

 

Long version: The acting was a little rough. There were spots where the dialogue was stilted but let’s be honest, how many of us actually speak like Hollywood actors, eh.

The characters were given a huge back story filled with sub plots or foreshadowing. The characters back story was barely touched in truth but I think that was by design. These people are every day people, coming from all walks of life. The producers definitely wante the audience to be able to relate to the SEALs and we could.

The plot was something that Hollywood would hate: bad guy wanted to do horrible things.
Again, there was no huge back story why; it wasn’t needed. Anyone outside of Hollywood knows why Narco-Terrorists want to do bad things, why Muslim Extremists would want to do bad things. And it isn’t because “America made them do it”.

The action is the main part of the story and the movie delivered. Except for a few questionable explosions (Which grenades were our guys using? I’m sure the teams would want a few of those), the action was very far from your movie norms. Pistol shots didn’t send someone flying 40′ down a hallway, guns didn’t have magical magazines, and the bloodshed was gory but not excessive.

 

Definitely receives a good review from She Who Lets Me Make Her Coffee Every Morning and I; and we aren’t alone.

Anyone else see it? Thoughts and reviews?

 

Happy Mother’s Day

It has been a good weekend; busy as always but good.

Saturday morning saw the family up and out early doing yard work.

Ain’t saying how I know but weeds and grass look alike from the curb if you cut them to the same length.
Just saying.

It’s looking better but still no where near yard of the month.

Then a quick run to the bank for a club deposit.

– One of these days I’ll get an anti to tell me how much money I have to be carrying before it ‘common sense’ to be armed.

Then I found yet another place on the “Bob has to leave the credit card at home” list — Military Gun Supply.
Unfortunately, they don’t carry stripper clips for the Mosin Nagant.

Did I mention that yet another gun store has opened up near my house also? It is called Slingpoint Firearms.

Then out to the club for the long awaited test firing of my Mosin Nagant 1891/30.
(gives me a good excuse to post the picture again)

Loaded one round for the initial firing and it worked !!
Then loaded a full magazine ( I can really see the need for stripper clips) but it wasn’t too bad.

Fired 4 rounds with no problems then on the 5th shot the bolt was very difficult to open.
Loaded another 5 rounds and after each shot the bolt was harder and harder to open.
Another shooter was kind enough to reach into his mobile tool room (the back of his pick up truck was an amazing collection of firearm related tools and gear).

After the last three I decided to call it quits.

Here is the results — shooting off a rest for 6 and shot 2 sitting — all shots at 25 yards. I’m sure the rifle is more accurate than I am. My eyes are so bad that I couldn’t see the markings inside the body of the target.

Figure the minimal clean up that I did wasn’t enough. So I’ll follow sage instruction and do a detailed strip of the whole rifle, especially the bolt, and try again.
I don’t mind. I bought the M/N because it was something I can work on without getting freaked out if I mess up.

I also spent a little time with the Sig Sauer SP2022. I’ll relearning the sights and was generally just enjoying shooting it.

Man oh Man, after shooting the Mosin, the pop of the 9 mm is amazingly mild.

I did realize that one of the problems I have is my target selection. The ‘thug’ target is great for practical reasons but I figured out that I was having trouble holding a consistent aim point.

With my eyesight, the target is mostly a blur at 15 yards.
I tried again with a small target with a higher visibility aiming point and that was better.

I’m just of mixed minds about how to train. Should I use a high visibility target or use the more practical and probable ‘thug’ target.

Then hit yet another gun store — Iron Mine Guns.

One of the employees there is joining the club and I stopped in to pick up his application. Took the time to talk to Greg about the Mosin and he offered to help out if I run into problems. This is why I shop there, excellent customer service.

Then home for while and later a run out to Wally World for food.

Today She Who Lets Me Make Her Coffee Every morning is having the family over for a Mother’s Day Brunch.

Should be fun as always.

In so many things I am richly blessed; I pray that you have the same blessing in your lfe.