April 2012

cheap bastard theater

Last winter I ended up dropping a stovejoint on the damned lawnmower,breaking the air filter housing, an action which annoyed me no end. Further annoyance was caused by my discovery that while HFT would be tickled to sell me a replacement filter housing for $8, I would have to wait 8 weeks for said device.

But the lawn wants mowing NOW.

So I cobbled this together.
It works fine. I’m almost inclined to like it so much I don’t want to put the original filter back on.

airfilter1.jpg

I will, but I like this anyway.

Sometime last fall

I was at a customer who was experimenting with some way to tie his charging handle to the BCG in his rifle.
This was one of the older rifles without the forward assist, and he was convinced that connecting those two items was the answer to his troubles.

I was going to suggest a new upper and BCG, but I was then and am now an AR newbie, so I wasn’t going to comment.

Sure enough, I ran into him today, and he had a big scar across his cheek. Guess you don’t have to be too smart to know when not to be a dumbass.

it’s the least wonderful time of the year

That time when the Stupid Party nominates a fool who is as poorly suited for the job as a cabbage, and the left and the MSM complex will begin to attack him, and I will have, with my fellows, the unenviable task of defending a man I dislike intensely.

Thank God it’s not Ron Paul, because there just isn’t a defense for that.

Anyway, I dance with who brung me, because the alternative is letting the greasy kid with the tats and the switchblade in his pocket dance with her and skullfuck her in the alley behind the gym.

Speaking of skullfucking behind the gym, Vman is still on fire, go read.

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