Tuesday, October 31, 2017


Halloween is not a big holiday for us.  In all the years we have lived here, even before I put up the gate, nobody ever came trick or treating.  Obviously, that's because we live 15 miles out of town, there is nobody else out here to speak of, and almost no one knows we are here.

When the kids were little, we used to pack them up in the Jeep, and take them to town.  At that time, there were no subdivisions in this county.  So trying to find places to trick or treat was not easy. In all the North Georgia counties, the town square was the focal point of the town way back then. So, the merchants would all give out treats, and the kids and parents would make the rounds.  The square was always decorated and there was always a mule team pulling a hay wagon for the kids to ride on.

No one bought costumes for the kids. The mom's and grandmom's made them. These two pictures above were taken circa 1989.  I remember because my wife and a friend of hers from the next county took the kids over there, as one of the churches was throwing a big "Harvest Festival" party on Halloween with all the trimmings. Some of the churches here were very nervous about Halloween, because they knew it was originally a pagan festival.  So they put on big "to do's" with all the trimmings for the kids, to get them to skip the "Halloween" festivities. Never made sense to me because the kids all came dressed up in costumes anyway, even as devils, and nobody at the church said anything.

Now, it's all changed.  The town square, which used to have a five and dime store, a clothing store, a jewelry store, and other shops is all trendy botiques and artsy cafe's for the tourists. They do nothing at all for the kids on Halloween.  There are subdivisions here now, and apartments, and I guess that's where people who live out in the sticks take their kids.

I know a lot of the upper crust types here made huge sums of money by commercializing the county, but they sure ruined the place for the rest of us.  The beautiful old buildings on the town square, some dating back to the Civil War, were all pulled down to make room for these tacky tourist traps. Now that I think about it, no wonder I don't go to town that much.

My wife bought some pumpkins and made a little Halloween display on our porch. I have never understood why, nobody will see it but us. Same with Christmas, I always have to put up the Christmas lights for her, even though no one will see them. I don't mind, it just seems kind of pointless. If our son and daughter are coming to visit, my wife really does the place up for Halloween. This year they aren't, so we just have some pumpkins with candles and some Halloween snacks.

Well, I hope everybody out there has a good Halloween. These days, the hospital in town will xray your kids candy to make sure there are no razor blades or pins stuck in it. 

Branco's Halloween Cartoons:

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Saturday, October 28, 2017

East Wind Rain. A Tough Week. All hands on deck.

Rain came in last night. It's settled right over us, and is supposed to keep raining through tomorrow. It's not a storm though, just a "soaking" rain and some wind.  My wife is firmly ensconced on the couch upstairs, with a fire in the fireplace, her little dog at her feet, and a nice warm blanket. It's a good day for tv viewing if you like fashion shows on the Evine network, QVC, or QVC two. She has been wanting some kind of hoodie thing she saw, so I told her to go ahead and buy one. That will keep her happy and busy all day. She's not been feeling well lately and I thought she could use a day of being pampered. We all need that, at one time or another.

Here's a song that pretty well covers how this week has gone.  Do you remember it?  Fortunately, the source of my aggravation has not been marital. It's just been weirdness.

First, the indoor cat scaled a set of shelves, got up on the cardboard box the router and modem were in, and whizzed on them.  No more internet.  I  went to town, bought another router, but couldn't set it up. Called the NetGear tech support, got a "foreign call center" fellow.  He couldn't understand me, I couldn't understand him. Two hours later, between the two of us, we got the router working. He kept assuming I knew things about computers that I didn't. If my son had been here, it would have taken him two minutes to get this thing up and running.

Then, there's AT&T. I ordered a new smart phone as a congratulatory present for my son, who has gotten a much coveted promotion at work.   I got an Indian lady on the phone. She told me that since I am a Direct TV customer, I could have a free phone identical to the one I bought for my son. I thought, why not?

She said it would cost me $18.75 plus $2.56 tax. I said ok.  When I got off the phone, I checked my on line banking account. There was a debit for $2.56 and a debit for $198.27.

Called AT&T back. Got a black lady. She said there was no such thing as a free phone for Direct TV customers. She told me I had to pay for the phone because I had signed the "on line" order authorization.  She struck me as being one cut above a rock, intelligence wise, so I asked to speak to her supervisor. The Supervisor came on line, and it was clear immediately that she was a "BLM" type with no time for crackers. She hung up on me.

Called AT&T back, got a white lady. She said my son's phone would not ship because you can't order a phone and have it sent to an address other than your billing address. She said that not only did I have to pay for the  "free" phone, but I also had added a fifth line, which would cost me an additional $40.00 a month for the line and an additional $20.00 a month for the "smart phone data fee."

So I waited a day, found someone who actually knew what was going on. My son's phone did ship, I did get the phone I didn't order, I returned it, they dropped the extra line and they SAY I will get my money back when they get the phone back.

AT&T is the absolute worst there is to deal with. But AT&T is the only coverage up here, and I've had AT&T since cell phones came out. I'm not sure I want to cancel my plan and try to find an equivalent which will accept our four phones. "Too hard" category.

The Tao of Sponge Bob.

Life is hard, and then you die....

Everybody has weeks like this. At least, we're starting a new week and surely it will be better!


Remember the "dossier" the British guy came up with, alleging President Trump was guilty of all sorts of perverted behavior?  "Somebody" gave it to the FBI, which then gave it to the Clinton's to use in the campaign. Then it turned out to have been completely fictitious?   Now it transpires that the  Clinton's and the DNC paid to have it fabricated in the first place.

Oh,well.  It's the circle of life:

Defending the home and family is an all hand's evolution. Life is not safe, it has never been safe, and people who rely on the sardine defense (there are a lot of people, so maybe nothing bad will ever happen to me) often wind up on the morning news as the latest set of victims.

Women can be just as effective in defending the home as men, if they're given the chance. They need the proper training and equipment, just like a man.  Protecting the home and family is a joint responsibility, and if the kids are old enough (and the video below shows they don't have to be teenagers) they need the training and the conditioning to turn to when needed.

Below is  a video on why armed citizens are a good thing, and why you can't afford to let the Moon Bats prevent Americans from defending themselves,  why citizens shouldn't  wind up with empty hands when the door gets kicked in. (13 minutes duration)

Wednesday, October 25, 2017

Home Invasions are all the rage in "de hood." A long term ammo storage video from Canada. Gun value guides. Jury Duty. New M-14 rifles.

I try not to fixate on guns and ammo (believe it or not), but that's a big part of preparedness. It's a big part of just daily life in the U.S. today. If you don't believe me, watch the morning news from any of the Atlanta, Georgia news affiliates each morning.

Anybody can be the victim of a home invasion. The Goblins don't just pick on the wealthy gated communities. But sometimes, they do pick on the wrong door.  This 7 time loser in Tennessee found that out.

 This morning, there was a big segment about a ritzy "gated community" on the outskirts of Atlanta. It got hit by Morlocks from the city, and the police had plenty of security video of these guys breaking in and looting places. But the residents didn't have any recourse except fleeing out the back door and running to the neighbors, like a bunch of teen aged girls.

The news reporter doing the segment panned through all these hoity toity McMansions, and said "the residents are terrified and are staying in their homes."  I don't feel sorry for them, they're a bunch of Sheeple. Like the bandido said in "The Magnificent Seven" , "if God didn't wanted them to be sheared he wouldn't have made them sheep."  Maybe they should hire some "rough men" to protect them.

But you have to have plenty of fodder for your weapons.  Storing ammunition has always been a big subject of interest, both to survivalists, and just plain old shooters. The best article I ever read about long term ammo storage was by a National Guard ammo tech. He clearly was not an English major , but he knew what he was talking about. I tidied up the grammar and punctuation and posted the article years ago.  I still repost it periodically. If you want to read the article, here's a link to April , 2015 when I published it on the blog last.

Bird Dog the Ammo Techs article on Long Term Ammo Storage

Here's a good, non - technical discussion of the subject from a Canadian outfit.

I also want to post a link to a gun store in Texas. They have every gun you could want, but you have to be able to pay the big jing. They are not cheap.

Collector's Firearms

If you have guns you want to price, either for selling or buying, here's the standard reference for military firearms. I have them all, going back to volume 1. Before that, I used the Blue Book of Gun Values, but I found a lot more detail on my kind of guns in this series.

So, for military weapons, 

And for all others, 

This is purely my personal preference, of course. There are lots of gun value guides out there. These have served me best.  Just a note, if you look for guns in pawn shops, carry them in your car. Then when you find something you really want, go back out and see how the asking price measures up. It's a bad idea to take the book in with you, since pawn shop owners can have some rough edges and it gets their backs up. But never pay more than the guide would indicate, unless you don't care about money or the gun is something you just can't live without and you are willing to pay "too much" to get it.  Unless you do a lot of horse trading in the gun arena, you can't tell the players without a program, so these two references are worth the money.

M got selected for jury duty this week, so we had to go sit in the court house most of the day on Monday.  Fortunately, she was on the fourth panel and they didn't have to come back. Everybody on the first three panels got stuck and will be there most of the week.  There were 156 people on the jury list, and I saw about 7 that might have been younger than 55.  


Addendum: 1807 Wednesday 25 Oct. 17

After I did this post, I got an email from the guys up in North Carolina. They have some new manufacture M-14's for sale. Big bucks, but it's a big rifle.  I have a Springfield Armory M-14 (they call it an M-1 so they can cause maximum confusion), and I have a Norinco M-14. Both of these are tip top guns, despite the "I had a friend who knew somebody who worked with somebody who had a sister who said the metal in the receivers is soft on the Norinco's).

Anyway, in case there was some poor soul out there, thirsting for their very own M-14 but unable to find one, I wanted to post this.  Go ahead, take out that second mortgage and gratify your spirit!

Incidentally, I don't have any connections with any outfits and I don't make any money off the blog, no advertisements or anything. Just in case somebody got that idea....

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Monday, October 23, 2017

34 Years ago today.

This former Marine sums the whole thing up pretty well.  I've said about all I've got to say about it over the years in previous posts.

Beirut, Lebanon  1982- 1983

Today's Memorial Service at 8th and I.

This ceremony took place today, at the Headquarters of the Marine Corps, 8th &I, Washington, D.C.

I was taken aback at how Colonel Gerlach looked.  You always remember people in your mind the way they looked when you last saw them, even if you know they aren't that way anymore.

 I liked the Vice Presidents speech, but I got more and more anxious as it went on.  Those Marines standing out there were probably going through burning feet and hurting leg muscles. People who make speeches with troops behind them should remember how hard it is to stand there like that for long periods. 

Nobody from Barrack Hussein's entourage ever attended a memorial service on this anniversary.  Those wretches gave the Iranians airplanes full of cash, when what they should have done is make Iran glow in the dark.  I live in hope that someday, the Israelis will  turn Iran into radioactive slag.

That would be some small measure of justice.

Friday, October 20, 2017

Solitude. Buddy, can you spare a grand for an Enfield? Wolves in Sheep's Clothing. A three volume post apocalyptic series.

Things have settled down up here nicely.  The tourists and bicycle types have gone back to Atlanta or Florida.  Traffic is getting down to normal standards, and the weather is great.  I've been spending a lot of time on the porch, enjoying the quiet and the forest.  It's flannel shirt weather at last.  We have been having a fire in the fireplace since things cooled off. Not so much because we need one, as it's just soothing.

Meanwhile, out on the left coast....

  The post below is from a blog in Oregon.  It was reposted on a blog I read, but the information on who wrote it was deleted to protect the identity of the original blogger. Whoever they were, it's a good post.

The Anatomy of Ignorant Snowflakes!
While I was getting a coffee, I overheard seven young people (22-26 years old, five males, two females) who had been protesting in downtown Portland the last two nights.
I told them I was doing research and asked nicely if they would answer some questions.
They were cool with it, so I sat down and went for it.
— Three voted. Of the four who didn’t, none was registered to vote.
— None of them researched independently either candidate.
— All were for Hillary but preferred Bernie.
— Why the Democratic Candidate?
  • “More things are taken care of.”
  • “Time to have a woman President.”
  • “Democrats aren’t sexist or racist.”
— Six of them live at home.
— All are under their parents insurance.
— Two have “real” jobs.
— Three aren’t working, nor are they trying hard to find a job either.
— Parents pay for everything in their life or subsidize it.
— Six get money from mom or dad every month.
— Two have been on unemployment for 6+ months.
— One is at Portland State U, doesn’t work, and parents pay for everything.
— All 7 said Trump is a racist/sexist. I asked to cite proof … “That tape, man!”
— When I asked, as a man myself, “Have you ever said anything like that when you’ve been hanging out with your buddies? All five males said “Yes.”
— Would you say it if you knew you were on tape? All five answered “No.”
— What’s the difference? I asked. “You’ve all said bad stuff like that. Does that mean you hate women and are a sexual predator?” Nothing. No answer.
— None could tell me how our government works … they didn’t know how laws are passed, how the House of Representatives or the Senate work.
— None could explain how a bill is passed.
--- Only one could tell me the difference between legal and illegal immigration. One of them said, “Legal immigration is when you immigrate legally.” Seriously.
— None could explain the purpose of the Electoral College or how it works.
In 10 minutes they felt they had explained everything.
Nice kids … but so ignorant. I know some awesome, phenomenal young adults, but I’m afraid the majority are like these seven. Too many participation trophies, too much coddling by parents and teachers.
In 1944 18 year-olds stormed the beach at Normandy into almost certain death.
In 2016 18-year-olds feel unsafe because words hurt their feelings.
This country is in deep trouble.

Why collecting Military Surplus weapons is fading out as a hobby.

I bought most of my Enfield rifles in the 1990's. I usually paid between $60.00 and $80.00 for a rifle, depending on the condition and the manufacturer. 

Look at what they go for today, if you can find them at all.  These rifles in the video below start at just under $700.00 on the low end, and go up from there......

An example of why you can NEVER trust politicians of either party.

Three books I am not recommending, which you might like.

Remember , a long time ago, I recommended several books by James Kunstler?  He's the arrogant, high and mighty "expert" from New England who was on a lot of the History Channel's documentaries about survivalist and apocalyptic subjects.   He also wrote three very good non-fiction books on survivalist subjects, and a series of novels that were post apocalyptic. Some of them, particularly the first, weren't bad.

But, he detested Southerners. In his non-fiction books he couldn't run down the South and Southerners enough. The only thing he had good to say about the South, buried amongst pages and pages of anti-Southern screed, was that Southerners were inherently violent people, armed to the teeth and psychologically predisposed to fighting.  In his novels, he portrays them the same way. They're not people you would want for neighbors but when the fewmets hit the windmill, they're handy to have around.

I think the guy is an (explicative deleted), but I still bought his books. My theory was that there were more than enough positive aspects to his work to override his own petty hatefulness.  Besides, I am not naturally inclined to love people from his part of the country, myself, though I do have some friends there.

Now, I've run across another author that fits in that category.  John Birmingham.

Wiki biography of John Birmingham

The man is an Australian citizen though he was born in England.

He wrote the following three books ,  a trilogy set, the last of which was published in 2012.

Basically, an unexpected catastrophe annihilates all of America except the Pacific Northwest and a few odd bits and pieces.  The first book begins just as the U.S. is about to invade Iraq.  This is "alternate history" which I usually don't read, but there are redeeming factors.

The author has some left wing political views, which cause him to develop characters and slants to his story that I don't like. Who needs a myopic moon bat from Seattle as President?  Why is it that the author has to take thinly veiled (and some not veiled at all) cheap shots at the American South? Why is the story line so larded with heroic civilian leftards and evil, "knuckle dragging" military personnel? Sometimes, reading these books, I just wanted to throw them out the window. Since they belonged to the library, I resisted the impulse.


If you can get past these irritations, the concept of a world without America is pretty well developed. Birmingham also hits on something that is absolutely true, but most Americans don't realize. NOBODY out there loves us. Even our allies have some angst about Americans, and most of the world detests us. It's not just the Moslems who give out candy in the street and ride around tooting their horns when something bad happens to America.

His development of the continuing rise of Islam in Europe is right on the money, and what happens when the gloves come off seems to me both realistic and inevitable.  If you can get over the lame nature of the precipitating event that starts off the story, the rest of it isn't bad.

If Birmingham hadn't been such a dip (explicative deleted) about my particular culture, I'd buy copies of the books for myself. But as it is, I will just return these to the library and not read any more of his work. Still, there's a lot of food for thought in the three books. They are big, thick volumes and I read all three in three days, so I can't say they aren't any good.

Thought for the day:

Thursday, October 19, 2017

Fall is here.

The leaves have turned, and the temperatures are in the thirties at night, up into the high sixties during the day. The humidity has fallen off to the point that I am running a humidifier for the ferrets.

I only have two of the little guys now.   I had up to 8 at one period,  some from Cinncinati, and some from adjacent counties. I went to the Humane Society in each county around us, and in my own county, and gave them my address in case ferrets were dumped off.  People buy them without realizing they require a vast amount of care and attention. They also have very large medical bills. Sometimes, people moved and couldn't take their ferrets.

Right now, I have only Spike and Percy.  Spike came from Cincinnati, and Percy is from Chattanooga. They both live in the apartment over the shop, since Rufus the Pomeranian came to live with us.  Rufus is a nice old guy, but I don't trust him around the ferrets. It's ok though, because the ferrets like having the apartment to themselves, and it has everything a ferret's heart could desire.

I get these pictures from Art by Stef.  She let's me use her painting on the blog, and I really appreciate it. She has hundreds of good paintings of ferrets and other animals. Sometimes I go to her web page just to enjoy the paintings.

Here's a link to her site:  Art by Stef: The Ferrets


Fall is a great time to be in the mountains, especially after this coming weekend, when the tourists will start leaving in droves. By the end of the month, it will be so deserted here that you expect tumble weeds to blow down the street, even though we don't have any here.

The new Military Surplus  catalog from SG is out.  Since they jacked up the price on the buyers club membership, I don't purchase as much from them as I used to.  They still put out a good catalog though, and sometimes when they have free shipping I pick up some extra magazines , ammo, or whatever.

Emergency Essentials just sent me their Fall catalog. It's more like a magazine, really. I enjoyed going through it. Emergency Essentials  has been the place where I get hard to find items, for many years. Things like storage pail wrenches, number 10 can lids, lots of bits and pieces.  They are a good outfit and have always delivered the goods as promised.  This year, they are offering free downloads of their "preppers  guides", which deal with different related survival subjects.


Earlier this week, my wife and I went on a little shopping trip.  Not long ago, I bought a pistol I'd wanted for a long time.  I haven't bought a new gun in awhile, and I found a nice example in a pawn shop. My wife and I each have "disposable income" shares in a special account. When all the bills are paid, when everything else is satisfied, we put the "leftovers" in this account. Each of us can spend our half of it on whatever we want to, it's not budgeted.

But alas, this gun was expensive, and my portion of the "mad money" wasn't enough to buy it. So my wife "lent" me her share.  Now we have cycled through enough time for me to have paid her back. So, we have been going to her favorite towns to shop.

While we were in North Carolina, we stopped at the "scratch and dent" grocery store and while we didn't buy much, we did pick up some good bargains.

I like the Jimmy Dean breakfast bowls very much. Usually, at Walmart, they are just under $3.00 each. But they had my favorite, the Burrito breakfast bowl, for $1.00 each so I bought a bunch of those.

The store had these big deli sized cylinders of Land of Lakes Provolone cheese.  Last time we found them there, they were $10.00 each and we bought all they had.  This time, the price had gone up about 50%, but we bought the six they had anyway.  It's great cheese, and you can't beat the price.

They were selling these big glass bottles of Welch's Sparkling juice in case lots of 12 bottles, for $1.00 a bottle. I bought one case of the Cranberry and one case of the White Grape.

All of  these things will keep for a long time, either in the store room or  the deep freezer, and it's always nice to save money. It's fun to poke around in there and see what they have, because they never have the same things two visits in a row. All of these items were time expired, but my experience has been that it makes not a one whit's worth of difference in the quality.

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