Saturday, December 30, 2006
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Thank you, Mister Ford
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Under the Tree
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Midwestern Meat Mailers...You Suck!
Y'all ought to at least send me a free cheesecake for my trouble.
MMM = not their real name.
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Thursday, December 21, 2006
I Gots da Best Lil Bro in the World
Tomorrow I journey down to Laurel MD to hang with my buddy Chief and his wife for the weekend. Nothing more serious than rain in the forecast until after Christmas. I know Mama Nature is saving up the suckiness for my return trip.
Y'all do know what I'm getting for Christmas, right?
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Monday, December 18, 2006
Earthlink, You Suck!
Thursday, December 14, 2006
PA Farmer's Guns
Sure, I've got some "museum guns" that might be as old as these and probably more valuable, money-wise, but these family treasures hold more history to me than a Springfield or Garand which may or may not have seen action. This 16 gauge Stevens has dispatched many a copperhead or ground hog around the barn, as well as a stray kitten stricken with distemper.
My grandfather kept this Ithaca 16 gauge side-by-side in the kitchen corner, with a margarine dish full of shells atop the cabinet next to it. It's claimed several snakes and critters down by the barn, as well as a rattlesnake coiled inside a frying pan in the cellar pantry. My grandmother was equally proficient with it.
I'm not sure about the history of this simple 16 gauge; it had spent decades in the home of my grandfather's cousins and came into Dad's possession after that generation passed away. We've been warned not to fire it.
These guns have something in common: they're no-frills, utilitarian tools for the low-budget farmer.
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Monday, December 11, 2006
You can either do something with this pic (Tam's Oleg Volk photoshoot) or photoshop me (or a white Ranger Supercab) at some imaginary stop along my trip.
Contest ends next Monday (Dec. 11) when I should be able to bogart Lil Bro's computer for some roadtrip posting and contest judging.
The Winner is:
OK, smile Mister. Smile, pliss. Hokay, could you smile maybe? Say Chees. Smile, пожалуйста. сынок суки.
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Happy Birthday, Lil Bro!
Saturday, December 09, 2006
The only hitch on the whole eastbound trek was a giant wide-load with a police escort near Wilcox AZ that kept traffic bumper-to-bumper for almost an hour. Good thing I had automatic transmission and a kickass MP3 player to keep me from getting clutch-cramp and/or road rage.
Friday, December 08, 2006
Door-to-door in about 44 hours. I was motivated by snow flurries in TN and VA to get home before that stuff got thicker and started to stick.
Feel pretty beat up, though. Something got kicked up by my long-unused defroster vents -- dust probably -- that irritated my allergies the entire trip. That and shivering violently from pumping gas in zero-degree F wind-chilled air. Time for some beer at Lil Bro's.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Thanks to Law Dog for the traffic. The Blog Suckage starts tomorrow...unless I don't feel driving again.
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Monday, December 04, 2006
Yeah, I'll Keep the Camera Handy
For You Bad People Out There
I Gotta Be Meeeeeeeeeee-ow!
That's "caption," folks. Got a funny line to fill the speech balloon? Leave it in comments. Hilarious photoshop? Send it in or post the URL in comments! You could win a one-week BlogAd on my sidebar!
Contest ends Monday night (this post remains on top until then).
Update: The poets beat the P-shoppers! And it's a tie! Lawdog's Feast of St. Kitten speech and Chris Byrne's Hamcat "to nap or not to nap" rendering topped an extremely entertaining field of submissions. Great job, everybody!
Photoshop authors: TD / CB / EHROSS / Marc / Marc /Bagelblogger /El Capitan / Serr8d
Outside the Beltway
GOP & the City
The Right Place
Gone Rick Motel
Sunday, December 03, 2006
All Wound Up
The three mags of .223 I won't download...heck, I'll take the Bushy on my roadtrip East with me. I only need to avoid New Joisey...I can do that with one brain tied behind my back. I might actually do some shooting while I'm home (I'm handing my BDM on to my B-i-L, Binker-Dad, this Xmas)...if it's not too freakin' freezing!