Monthly Archives: April 2014

Dear Niece needed to make another batch of vanilla extract, and I had barely enough vodka in the house.  For those of you who don’t know, real vanilla extract is basically vanilla beans split open and soaked in vodka for … Continue reading →

As you know, I like to read. While I enjoy many genres, most of my favorites tend to have fantasy or sci-fi elements. I’m usually good with magic, futuristic technology, and creatures of legend. I also particularly like what are … Continue reading →

I started telling this story several weeks ago.  First, let’s review. Hitachi fucked up the model trimmer that I bought, and issued a recall. The web page advises to call or email for return instructions. I emailed. Three weeks later, … Continue reading →

Some time ago, I added a flashlight to the pile of things that I carry every day. I asked my readers for advice, and ended up choosing Erin‘s suggestion – the Nebo Blueline. After beating the ever loving dog shit … Continue reading →

AD wrote a post recently about having to break into a home in order to get to the person who had requested his assistance. He offered several ways to help emergency services folks find and get to you. He made … Continue reading →

I haven’t fed Annie since her first successful range trip, well over a year ago. For the newcomers, Annie is my Savage 111 Long Range Hunter rifle chambered in .338 Lapua Magnum, topped with a Weaver T-series 36X benchrest scope. … Continue reading →

I keep trying to give people my hard-earned money, but nobody will take it. At least, nobody seems willing to do work that I need done in exchange for my money. I have contacted four different tree companies. One didn’t … Continue reading →

… not a fucking clip! I’m reading Desperate Times by Nicholas Antinozzi.  It was free on amazon as of yesterday.  It’s not a bad “end of the world” story, although it is unrealistic in some (many) places. But M16 rifles … Continue reading →

Saturday morning, Shooting Buddy and I met up for some much needed and long overdue recoil therapy. Short version: I suck. We spent the first half of the day on the rifle range, zeroing SB’s new Mossberg 30-06. That went … Continue reading →

Monday night when I got to work, I noticed that my second shift coworker seemed a little distracted and upset. He confided in me that his ex-wife had just cleaned out his bank account, and he had no funds for … Continue reading →