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Odds ‘n’ Ends

Posted by Lissa on October 20, 2009

On the way to the Shootout at the Jay G Corral:

LISSA:  (spotting cows) “Moooooooo!”

MIKE:  “Oh, are there doggies?”

LISSA:  (completely blank)  “Whaaaaaaa?” (Long pause.)  “Ohhhhhhhh.


Sunday was one of those Patriot games I’m quite, quite sure was better seen on our TV than live-in-person.  After a while, though, it just got sad.  Why don’t they have a Mercy Rule in football?


Is there a MA law about buying more than one gun a month?  I vaguely remember such a law, but I don’t know if it’s applicable here.  Anyone want to save me the Google-fu?


Mike got inspired by the wretched weather this weekend and attached plastic insulation sheets over our screen doors.  The living room does seem warmer and less drafty!  Of course, I am smart enough to tell Mike that, regardless of whether it’s true.  My one big regret was that I didn’t have any beer in the fridge to hand him afterward.  So sorry darlin!


Tried a new recipe from my favorite cookbook (thanks Mom!)!  Lessons learned:

1) Stuffed chicken is YUMMY, but takes longer to prep than I thought it would

2) Broccoli rabe is DISGUSTING.  It is NOT the same as broccolini.  It tastes like stale, bitter broccoli with a dash of quinine and a touch of mold.

Proscuitto-wrapped chicken stuffed with basil, fresh mozzarella, sundried tomatoes and garlic


We did it.  We waited until the cat was sleepy and unsuspecting and then we shoved him into the Mickey Mouse costume.  Pix will be ready for Halloween!!  (Jen from Wisconsin — you should TOTALLY dress Elvis up like Elvis!!!!)

Happy Tuesday!  Don’t freeze!

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Range report: Shootout at the Jay G Corral

Posted by Lissa on October 19, 2009

We *finally* made it work!!!  Mr. Jay G kindly made some time for us Saturday afternoon, and we trekked up to Jayville for some shooty fun and shameless razzing back and forth elegant and erudite conversation.

The Three . . .  Amigos?  Musketeers?  Stooges?

We started off small, using the Smith & Wesson 422 .22LR.  After I’ve had more practice with bigger calibers, .22LR feels a little odd; it feels almost like a pop gun, instead of a *real* gun.  We moved on to the Sig 226 in 9 mm and I felt more at home.  It had a lovely-smooth action with very gentle recoil.

First target after .22LR and 9 mm

Jay - UL; Me - LL; Mike - LR

Moving on, we tried the Sig 232 in .380 ACP.  It was rougher on my hands than the Sig 226, but it was still smooth, with nice accurate sights.

And then we tried the Snubbie.  No, not the Snubbie From Hell — I *like* my husband, and I have a healthy sense of self-preservation.

Holy cow I disliked this gun.

This picture is after we’d run through the .380 and the Snubbie.  Note the two big, blank, black, mocking targets.  That’s right — both Mike and I failed to put a single freakin’ round into the target.

Jay - UL and ML, Me - LL and UR; Mike - MR and LR

Jay - UL and ML, Me - LL and UR; Mike - MR and LR

But, you know, I’m very glad we tried it.  Because now we know — I do not want a snubbie revolver as my carry gun!!!!

At Mike’s request, Jay also brought along a beautiful Colt Gold Cup 1911 in .45.  (Is there any other kind?)  I was a little wary of shooting .45 — my hands are not that big, you know — but actually it was quite friendly!  The sights were perfect and the recoil wasn’t bad at all.  It *was* very heavy — I wouldn’t want to hold it steady for a long period of time — but I ventilated my target, y’all.

Fixed the blank holes!  Mine is middle-right, Mike's is upper-right.

Fixed the blank targets! Mine is middle-right, Mike's is upper-right.

Done with pistol shooting, we set up some reactive targets for rifle shooting.

Lissa and the pump-action .22LR rifle

And . . . I was hard-put to hit a single damn one.

But here’s the kicker — we did a bit of pistol work to clean out the loaded magazines, and I started hitting the clays with Jay’s Smith & Wesson 39-2 in 9 mm.  Yes, that’s right — I did better with a pistol at that range than I did with a rifle.  What the hell?!? That can’t be right!!  (Jay thinks it’s ’cause I’m just more used to pistols . . . definitely possible.)

Click to embiggen!

Click to embiggen!

Can I just mention my lack of surprise that Mike and Jay geeked out together?  Calibers, chemicals, you name it, they dissected it. Oh yes, I was mightily entertained, I was!

Jay G, and Mike with the .22LR

In conclusion — a lovely time was had by all, Mike finally got to light off a rifle, I discovered how much I hate snubbies, and I discovered a surprising liking for the Colt 1911 .45.


(posted with no proofing ’cause I gotta go jump in the shower — I reserve the right to edit later!)

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Gunnie dreams

Posted by Lissa on October 16, 2009

According to Kathy Jackson at The Cornered Cat:

A new shooter often found herself fighting off recurring nightmares and vivid dreams about guns and self-defense. Night after night, she battled shadowy bad guys, reaching for her gun only to find it missing. Or she drew the gun, and it would not fire no matter how hard she pulled the trigger. A masked intruder entered her dreams, and she stood frozen, unable to lift the gun to fire at him even as he reached for one of her children.

I think I had my first gunnie dream last night.

I dreamed that my sister and I were walking home from a party late one night.  (I know, tactical mistake number one.)  We were wide-awake and alert, so when a completely-sloshed-out-of-his-mind guy approached and drunkenly demanded that we give him liquor, my sister handed him her leftover drink without missing a step and we sped up.  (Full disclosure — this is a DREAM.  I have no idea why Jenny was walking around with half a drink, but in real life, if a belligerent drunk approached her baby sister … well, I seriously doubt she’d just give him what he wanted!)

The drunk smashed the drink to the ground and began screaming abuse at us; we began to run.  He chased us, staggering, his pace slowed by occasional bounces off trees as we surged ahead.

We made it to the apartment of my sister’s friend (a waitress).  The friend listened to our panicked story for a few seconds and then handed me . . . an empty holster.

It gets better, though!  I snapped at the waitress and she quickly brought me an old beat-up Sig.  (No, I don’t know what model.  Too big for a P239 though!)  I slapped the magazine in, smoothly racked the slide and spun to the doorway.  Half-in, half-out of the apartment, I pressed myself against the doorsill and raised my shooting hand just in time to have the sights centered on Drunken Goblin as he came around the hallway corner.

I very clearly remember that I had my index finger straight against the slide, safely outside the trigger guard.  Four Rules, even in my SLEEP, baby!

The instant Drunken Goblin came around the corner and saw the Sig pointed at his head he skidded to a halt, did a 180° and ran.

Happy ending.

It doesn’t take a genius to figure this one out.  In fact, it’s almost trite.  It was no accident that I was with my sister in this dream, since her approval matters A LOT to me.  No accident either that I didn’t actually have to shoot Drunken Goblin.  Oh, no, I simply scared the bad guy off and we all lived happily ever after.

Still, better that dream than the type Kathy described.

Now all I have to do is figure out who on earth that waitress was . . .

UPDATE:  Breda links, and makes me blush.  Why thanks!!

UPDATE:  Tam links.  Thanks!

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A preview

Posted by Lissa on October 15, 2009

2006 12 27 Rajah 010

plus . . .

Mickey Mouse costume

Some assembly required!!

(Find last year’s preview here and the result here.  Is it a step up, or down, going from being a chicken to being a mouse?)

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Quote of the Day

Posted by Lissa on October 14, 2009

“I’ve got no problems with any institution, whether it’s a business or a church, hiring professional, trained security people who know the risks,” said Paul Helmke, president of the Brady Campaign to Prevent Gun Violence. “What I do have serious concerns about is the idea that a private individual, just because they’re a gun owner, can be a security guard just by carrying a gun to church.”


(h/t to my father)

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Posted by Lissa on October 14, 2009

Despite what you might think, this –

Neti pot

is not actually a torture device.


No, you buy it on purpose and voluntarily pour water up your nose.

If you’re insane.  Which apparently I am. 🙂

For those who aren’t familiar with it, the blue rubber instrument of pain up there is a neti pot, and you use it to pour water up one nostril and have it come out the other one.  No, you do not do this in lieu of saying the fifteen rosaries the Father assigned you for penance, or because you let the dog get into your wife’s shoe closet and he picked a pair of Christian Louboutin’s for his next chew toy.  You do this to wash ucky stuff out of your sinuses.

(Of course, the water you’re using to wash the ucky stuff out will, itself, be left behind as an ucky substance.  You feel quite waterlogged afterwards.)

I tend to get head colds a few times a year.  I can often fight off the worst of it by chugging tea-with-honey, gargling with salt water and religious use of Dayquil/Nyquil.  Often . . . but not always.  A few of my friends SWEAR by that-there neti contraption, so I gave it a try.

PANIC.  Utter panic the first time water started flowing up my nose TO DROWN MY BRAIN.  It didn’t even gross me out; I was too busy hyperventilating while sternly reminding myself that I was NOT in fact drowning.  It feels like water filling up your ears, mixed with that-time-you-got-pulled-under-by-the-riptide-at-the-beach-and-thought-you’d-drown.  It’s horrible.

I can’t say I noticed any great sinus improvement, either, but I’ll keep trying for a little while.  A week, maybe.

And if there’s no improvement, I’ll just move up to shoving bamboo splinters underneath my fingernails.

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Was Disney anti-Semitic?

Posted by Lissa on October 13, 2009

Sure, it SEEMS like a completely random question, but here’s what spurred it:

(Be warned that the first three videos I tried had been yanked down by Fox, so I don’t know how long that one will stay valid.  In a nutshell — Stewie and Brian end up in a Disney universe where everything is perfect and wonderful . . . until they beat the crap out of Mort Goldman for being a Jew.)

I thought that perhaps Walt Disney was, like Wagner, known for being an anti-Semite and everyone knew it but me.  However, from what I can see, it’s one of those persisting rumors without a lot of basis in truth.

Mind you, a lot of Hollywood studios that were Disney’s prime competition were run by Jews at the time; it can be hard to tell the difference between anti-Semitism and professional rivalry.  But as a point of fact it was his membership in The Motion Picture Alliance for the Preservation of American Ideals that earned him the reputation of an anti-Semite.

And that seems odd to me.  According to Our Lady of Wikipedia, other members included Ayn Rand, Ronald Reagan and John Wayne; I don’t hear much talk of their anti-Semitism.

Although perhaps that too is one of those things that everyone knows but me.

P.S.  Go here for a response to that Family Guy clip from a guy who worked at Disney; he didn’t think Walt was anti-Semitic.

P.P.S.  I used to love-love-love Family Guy.  As they’ve gotten more anti-military and partisan, it’s been harder to watch.  (“The US Military – all the brown people you can rape” . . . f*** you, Seth Farland.  And you really think electing Gore in 2000 would lead to flying cars and health care that kept anyone from dying?  SRSLY?)  I persist because FG has moments of brilliance in its comedy.  That, and I need to watch things that irritate me like that at least some of the time; it’s the same reason that makes me drop by HuffPo on occasion.  Good to see what other people think, rather than just reading people I agree with all the time.

P.P.S.  During my search for today’s post I ran across this page.  Good god I love the people at Cracked — I was actually laughing so loud I scared the cat.  Money quote — “Lesson Learned: The late 1800s were a great time to be African-American and possibly on acid.”  (With a close runner-up in the Fantasia section.)

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Posted by Lissa on October 12, 2009

I’ve been struggling lately with the idea of Responsibility.

When people are not held responsible for their actions, it leads to their taking more irresponsible actions.  Whether it’s moral hazard (folks with insurance behaving more recklessly than those who have none) or simply being Too Big To Fail, allowing people to escape the inevitable rules of Action-Consequence subsidizes the feckless at the expense of the cautious.

So, great, adults should be held accountable for what they do and don’t do, and a safety net should not turn into a safety blanket.  Simple enough.

But what about their kids?

Children don’t have control over their situation nor the actions of their parents.  Is it fair to let children go hungry or without adequate medical care because their parents are too irresponsible to care for them?

On the other hand — is it fair to rob Peter to pay for Paul’s kids, especially when Peter *was* responsible enough to care for his offspring?  If it’s taking money from Peter that he intended for his kids’ college educations, his grandchild’s baptism, whatever?

One of the inescapable rules of economics is that if you subsidize something, you will get more of it.

How do you provide a lifeline for a family like Paul’s without encouraging more parents to behave like Paul?  How do you provide care for children who deserve it — having done nothing wrong themselves except be born to *ssh*les, which is hardly their fault — without having more adults assume it’s someone else’s job to provide for their kids?

I’m groping for a solution here, but all I’m coming up with is social stigma — providing that care to children of feckless parents, but emphasizing the idea that it’s shameful to be on the public dole.  Of course, for all I know, raising kids with that idea — that their parents failed their responsibility test and their children should see that — would screw up the poor kids to the point that they’d all end up on welfare or be gang-bangers.  Goodness knows I’m not a sociologist and haven’t done the studies.

But suddenly the culture wars don’t seem nearly as silly to me as they did when I was growing up.

I shall end my rambling here and ruminate further.  Tell me — do you have clear thoughts that can help untangle the jumble of my own?

UPDATE:  Jay G links.  Thanks!

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Posted by Lissa on October 9, 2009

Title comes from a text message from Mike.

Here’s the link.

More thoughts later.  *shaking head*

Are we sure this isn’t a spoof?

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Gun show undercover

Posted by Lissa on October 9, 2009

Did anyone else wander by HuffPo and see the story about Mayor Bloomberg’s undercover gun show sting?

I had a few thoughts on this.  In no particular order:

1) Wait, so undercover camera work is GOOD now?  Huh.  Could have fooled me.

2) This is bad, any way you slice it.  This isn’t a private seller making a sale to a private buyer and innocently fumbling a few of the rules; it looks like vendors deliberately dodging laws in order to skip fees.

I understand that gun laws can be stupid, cumbersome, confusing and time-consuming; I’m going through the song-and-dance myself and it’s taking both time and money.  (Thank you Mike for doing the lion’s share of the forms!)  But breaking those rules and laws to make a few bucks, and doing so brazenly, seems to me like A Bad Idea.

If wishes were horses and I had my way, I’d have stupid gun laws pointed out Rosa Parks style, rather than Mayor Bloomberg’s exposé.  I.E., I’d have two law-abiding citizens get up in front of reporters, then have the licensed gun owner hand a bullet to a non-licensed resident, daring anyone to arrest them.

But wishes are not horses.  I’m certainly not volunteering for such a stunt.  I have other, important things to do, like a) not break the law, b) continue to go to my job and earn money, c) cook dinner, d) pet my cat, e) muddle through this state’s confusing restrictions as best I can, etc.

3) First trans-fats and now out-of-state stings.  To me, these seem like odd things for a mayor to concentrate upon.  Shouldn’t he be concentrating on local problems?

You all know I’m a baby gun chick searching for knowledge, so as always I welcome your thoughts.  Enlighten me!

(h/t the Hot Air headlines)

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