Neanderpundit

To ALMOST everyone driving a car in North America:

On the left of your steering column, between the steering wheel and the dashboard, there is a little stick thingy pointing to the left. No, don’t be alarmed, it won’t hurt you. Not the short one that adjusts the wheel, Mildred, the long one. Yes, got it?

IT’S CALLED A TURN SIGNAL. IT INDICATES TO OTHER PEOPLE THAT YOU ARE CHANGING DIRECTIONS, CHANGING LANES, OR OTHERWISE HAVE YOUR HEAD OUT OF YOUR ASS. IT IS FAR EASIER TO USE IF YOU HAVE BOTH HANDS FREE, WHICH MEANS WITHOUT A CELLPHONE. YES, PEOPLE EVEN APPRECIATE IT IF YOU USE THEM IN PARKING LOTS.

In other news, an exhaustive search has turned up the last segment of the chicago expressways that isn’t currently under construction. A section nearly a mile long, near the O’hare Oasis is still coated with clear, untarnished asphalt.

I’d like to take this moment to thank the folks at the toll authority for giving us at least one area where we can dr.. what?

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Acidman is shitblogging again, regarding this post by Catfish (welcome to the blogroll, Cat!) also linked to here by vman.

Loading your drawers is never a good thing, but it isn’t often fatal, except to your dignity.

Me, I’d rather load my drawers than do this

Yes, the first range day of 05.

Nephew and I packed every firearm I owned and drove to the range, and shot and shot and shot until I ran out of every type of ammo except rimfire.

I shot Ma Bell, my custom 30-06 mauser, made by Harry McGowan of Kankakee Illinois. I shot my 22 Remington 241 speedmaster. I shot my Arisaka I shot my ruger

I shot and shot and shot. I ran out of 30-06. I ran out of 7.62×39 (no, not all I have, just all I took to the range) and I shot until I couldn’t wipe the grin off my face. I shot until I hurt. I shot until I was sore.

The SKS was my best work. I love this little yugo rifle. The stock is beat senseless and I feel like if I sanded out all the dents it’d be a toothpick. Still, it shoots like blazes.

This is two ten round stripper clips. The flier is not me, it’s my nephiew shooting the Arisaka at the adjacent target. 25 yards, offhand. For a rifle that looks as though it was used to compact gravel, it shoots and shoots. I’ve got about 1200 rounds through it, and my intent is to shoot it until it fails, without cleaning, It galls me to treat a rifle like this, but I’m curious how much abuse it can take.