Why is it that the cat can stay out all damned night and mroooooows loudly to be let in first thing in the AM….
….only to run to the litterbox to do his odiferous business indoors?
I mean really. With one crapper in the house I often have to water a tree because the wife or daughter are in the can. Why can’t the cat whiz or poo outdoors? Isn’t as if there’s no dirt, or sand.
over here, and about the allegory that is used (by better educators) to teach.
Because education is not about learning what date an event happened, or how to use a formula, or what chemical to mix with what other chemical to make something else. Education is- or is supposed to be- about understanding. About learning how to learn. About being able to recognize patterns in life, and use your understanding of what those patterns mean to draw conclusions, solve problems, change the world.
This is never gonna be a showpiece, but I’ve cleaned it enough to fire, and it fires reliably, even moderately accurately considering it’s poor (I’d say 9%) barrel. (yes, Tam, the 90% was a typo) but it will be a good shooter. Meet the Colt 1908 in 25 acp:
There was enough crap and rust and dirt that it would not cycle at all. So I cleaned it, laid the slide and frame on some crocus cloth to find out how deep the pits were, and reassembled. It has gone to the range and proven it’s function. Now I will polish it as best I can, sandblast that which can’t be polished, and put it in the soup for a while.
I joked with Tam that this looked like it had been reblued with a magic marker, but when I soaked it in Brakleen, the dark rubbed away just like marker. It will be a functional handgun when I’m done.
