Monthly Archives: November 2011

Why isn’t there more dogblogging?



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The Truth About…

Looks like Robert “Don’t Be A Dick” Farago is up to his old shenanigans again, this time with the very artwork that I made for Weer’d’s blog header.  Just thought that this would be a good time to explain that the very first time I went to Da Trut’ Abou’ Whatev, I saw that the writer was saying “If you don’t have proper training you shouldn’t be allowed to carry a gun” and “We attempt to examine the gun issue from a fair central position” or somesuch, two things that, even in my nascent gun state, raised red flags and warning signs. The writer seemed, to me, anyway, to be trying to pander to all sides.

[As an aside, and in case you weren’t aware, “gun issues” are not something that can be compromised on. There is no “agree to disagree.”  The anti-rights cultists want to be able to control you.  Your firearms are what keep them scared–I was going to say “honest,” but it has been shown time and time again that they are anything but.  And when you consider that most cases of countries governments enacting gun control of various sorts inevitably led to the genocide of millions of people (pdf warning), do you really want to even start down that road?  And pandering in general just proves that you are only there to get attention, and calls into question your credibility.]

In any case, nowadays I make very sure to carefully check every link before I click on it in case it goes back to that attention whore’s website.  If on a google search I am looking for information on a particular firearm and see that TTAG is one of the websites with a review, I make a pointed effort to ignore it.  After all, the Gun Blog Black List came into being directly as a result of ol’ Robert Farwhatsit, and what’s the use of a black list if you ignore it’s basic tenant?

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Something is wrong in my brain

This song has been stuck in my head, see if you can’t figure out why I’m worried about myself:

it’s cold outside
Time for you to go out go out into the world
it’s cold outside
Turn the lights up over every boy and every girl
it’s cold outside
One last call for alcohol so finish your whiskey or beer
Closing time
You don’t have to go home but you can’t stay here

I really can’t stay
I know who I want to take me home
I’ve got to go away
I know who I want to take me home
This evening has been
I know who I want to take me home
So very nice
I know who I want to take me home
i simply must go
I know who I want to take me home
the answer is no
I know who I want to take me home
your welcome has been
I know who I want to take me home
so nice and warm
I know who I want to take me home

it’s cold outside
Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end

(Apologies to the original artists)

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A change in the wind

As the Gormogons said: booyah.  “Global Climate Change” (or whatever they’re calling it this week) is dying, even in great britain.  Go and read the whole thing.

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Keep the Catblogging Alive!

Concerned that Fractal’s coldish thing wasn’t clearing up, and indeed seemed to be getting worse, we have now got him on some antibiotics, which have to be forced down his gullet with a little dropper thingy. 

It’s amazing how sharp and pointy a 2 pound cat can be.


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Blind Faith

Been in a dubstep rut. Sorry.

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More Thanksgiving leftovers

What, you have several pounds of leftover ham?

Why not make Split Pea Soup?

Adapted from this recipe-ish thing, though I used ham juice instead of chicken stock. If you’ve got it flaunt it, huh? Oh, and the carrots were frozen from the garden.

And that was the latest bread experiment, with the sourdough started added to the dough and then aged for about a day, cooked at normal bread temperatures (~375) in a sealed casserole dish. Turned out pretty darn good, though the crust is still a little thick for my taste. I’ll keep experimenting, I guess.


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Thinking about it

I think I’m going to go for it.

Oh man.


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Warning: Those Allergic to Puns Should Look Away!

Got all these from an email.  I tried to cut out the worst of them, but I offer no guarantees.

The fattest knight at King Arthur’s round table was Sir Cumference. He acquired his size from too much pi.

I thought I saw an eye doctor on an Alaskan island, but it turned out to be an optical Aleutian .

She was only a whiskey maker, but he loved her still.

A rubber band pistol was confiscated from algebra class, because it was a weapon of math disruption.

No matter how much you push the envelope, it’ll still be stationery.

A dog gave birth to puppies near the road, and was cited for littering.

Two silk worms had a race. They ended up in a tie.

A hole has been found in the nudist camp wall. The police are looking into it.

Atheism is a non-prophet organization.

Two hats were hanging on a hat rack in the hallway. One hat said to the other: ‘You stay here; I’ll go on a head.’

I wondered why the baseball kept getting bigger. Then it hit me.

The midget fortune-teller who escaped from prison was a small medium at large.

The soldier who survived mustard gas, and pepper spray is now a seasoned veteran.

A backward poet writes inverse.

In a democracy it’s your vote that counts. In feudalism it’s your count that votes.

When cannibals ate a missionary, they got a taste of religion.

If you jumped off the bridge in Paris, you’d be in Seine.

A vulture boards an airplane, carrying two dead raccoons. The stewardess looks at him and says, ‘I’m sorry, sir, only one carrion allowed per passenger.’

Two Eskimos sitting in a kayak were chilly, so they lit a fire in the craft. Unsurprisingly it sank, proving once again that you can’t have your kayak and heat it too.

Two hydrogen atoms meet. One says, ‘I’ve lost my electron.’ The other says ‘Are you sure?’ The first replies, ‘Yes, I’m positive.’

Did you hear about the Buddhist who refused Novocain during a root canal? His goal: transcend dental medication.

Sorry, so sorry.


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The joys of air conditioning*

These joys, specifically, are something that I’m not going to get to experience today, as it is 49 degrees in the office. Good thing I’ve got a jacket on.

*Air conditioning refers to heating as well as cooling, just in case you were confused.

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Life goes on

I found another piece of safety glass on the floor yesterday, leftovers from the Jeep Incident. A little over a month off of a year from when that happened.

My poor Jeepy. Ah well, that’s life…

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I shouldn’t have done that

Went to Gallery of Guns and found that they’re having a deal on the Bushmaster ORC 308. I could get one within a week for just under 800 bucks. It doesn’t have all the trimmings that I think I would like (you know, like SIGHTS?), but for that price you would have lots of leftover moolah to start in on the accessories. And you’d have the rifle–the price of which is only going to go up.

How much do I have stashed in my fun fund, again?

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A post-Thanksgiving question

Does pumpkin pie count as a vegetable?


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This one goes out to doubletrouble

He said, and I quote: “It’s inevitable. Once you get a cat, the cat-blogging commences. It’s a rule, I believe.”

So here you go:

Fractal the cat, in daylight. He had his whack of shots and is starting to act much more animated. Though the vet said that he’s 5 months old yet only weights 2.5 pounds. So he’ll probably be a little cat when he grows up.

Happy Caturday, dammit.


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