Not to be a copper bore again, but the stuff is selling at another record-- $4.40+ a pound. Lead has hit $1.17+, and this all combines to send me to town for another two or three Federal 550 bulk packs.
I'm already over my locked-away strategic reserve target, but a guy can never have too many rounds in the plinking can when there's every reason to believe that .22 LRs at less than 4 cents a round are about to become history.
Libertarian thinking about everything. --Ere he shall lose an eye for such a trifle... For doing deeds of nature! I'm ashamed. The law is such an ass. -- G. Chapman, 1654.
Jan 4, 2011
Jan 3, 2011
From the Poop Deck
You want to learn about lewd? Make an appointment. I'll teach you lewd. Like a real sailor. Like the talk that got talked in the forward bos'n' locker on the USS Henderson.
Captain Honors of the Bird Farm Enterprise? Hell, Mate, when it comes to lewd he's a brown-shoe flyboy (crudity whose referent is a WAVE's most private regions). He's Ozzie Nelson playing to Oscar Wilde.
Now, maybe the New Navy isn't the place for scurvy-arsed shellbacks who can still whip out a long splice blindfolded on the fo'c's'le at Beaufort 10 while belting out a chorus of On The Good Ship Venus.
So maybe Captain Honors should have read to the crew from the Collected Wit and Wisdom of Joe Biden.
The main thing that really gripes my briny butt is the generality of the shave-arse media lubbers screaming for his keel-haul. Who the eff are they to be evaluating anything saltier than whether the Lohan wench ought to spend another week in rehab? Bunch of flotsam from Miss Porter's Country Day School, and they ought to shove a bung or something into their gaping polliwog chow holes.
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"First we set sail for the Canaries..."
Captain Honors of the Bird Farm Enterprise? Hell, Mate, when it comes to lewd he's a brown-shoe flyboy (crudity whose referent is a WAVE's most private regions). He's Ozzie Nelson playing to Oscar Wilde.
Now, maybe the New Navy isn't the place for scurvy-arsed shellbacks who can still whip out a long splice blindfolded on the fo'c's'le at Beaufort 10 while belting out a chorus of On The Good Ship Venus.
So maybe Captain Honors should have read to the crew from the Collected Wit and Wisdom of Joe Biden.
The main thing that really gripes my briny butt is the generality of the shave-arse media lubbers screaming for his keel-haul. Who the eff are they to be evaluating anything saltier than whether the Lohan wench ought to spend another week in rehab? Bunch of flotsam from Miss Porter's Country Day School, and they ought to shove a bung or something into their gaping polliwog chow holes.
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"First we set sail for the Canaries..."
The Tea Party Goes to Work
Joe Scarborough is leading a not unintelligent discussion of raising the debt ceiling this morning. It covers some of the reasons why Washington's credit limit will be raised by at least enough to let your grandkids redeem those federal savings bonds you've been buying them all these years.
And of course to put gas in the cabinet officers' limos, support a million and more more otherwise unemployable androids in the bureaucracies, hire the curviest office drones for congressleches, and pay farmers to refrain from growing food.
The Obama Wing of economic stupidity is correct about one narrow point. Government must protect its FICA score by desperation measures. It must borrow more long-term money to head off immediate default which, aside from robbing your grandkids of their college nest egg, would piss off China to no end.
Scarborough got some general agreement that the debt-limit debate could generate that storied "adult" moment in congress. The critters might say, "Yep, if we keep trying to buy some peoples' votes with other peoples' money, we're shortly going to get our adult members caught in the wringer."
So let's watch the action on "reducing discretionary spending." Let's immediately and scornfully dismiss the political posturing for what it is.
The critter to praise will be the first one who votes against a new interstate highway spur in his home district.
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And of course to put gas in the cabinet officers' limos, support a million and more more otherwise unemployable androids in the bureaucracies, hire the curviest office drones for congressleches, and pay farmers to refrain from growing food.
The Obama Wing of economic stupidity is correct about one narrow point. Government must protect its FICA score by desperation measures. It must borrow more long-term money to head off immediate default which, aside from robbing your grandkids of their college nest egg, would piss off China to no end.
Scarborough got some general agreement that the debt-limit debate could generate that storied "adult" moment in congress. The critters might say, "Yep, if we keep trying to buy some peoples' votes with other peoples' money, we're shortly going to get our adult members caught in the wringer."
So let's watch the action on "reducing discretionary spending." Let's immediately and scornfully dismiss the political posturing for what it is.
The critter to praise will be the first one who votes against a new interstate highway spur in his home district.
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Jan 2, 2011
You meet the nicest people around here.
A good Texas cop named Matt -- Better and Better -- is now on the TMR blog roll.
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