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Musings

  • Note to self – remember to take the lighter out of the fireplace before you notice that the fire is hot enough to melt said lighter.
  • Make the fire cheery enough, and Irish Woman will rotate in front of it like she was on a vertical rotisserie.
  • I was watching a documentary about Prohibition today, and it occurred to me that one of the things that ought to be in every prepper’s larder is a good supply of malt extract.  1001 uses.
  • How to mess up domestic tranquility – Buy an exotic piece of fruit at the store, do not note the name of it, and then get irritated with your spouse when he/she cannot figure out the internet search to tell you how to cut it up and eat it.
  • When making chocolate chip cookies, make sure you have chocolate chips first.
  • When you don’t have chocolate chips, a half bag each of white chocolate chips and toffee bits will suffice, if you don’t mind an incredibly sweet cookie.

Musings

  • I got my first royalty payment from Amazon the other day.
  • Note to self – before moving appliances and cleaning up the basement, you need more in your stomach than a glass of cranberry juice and two cups of coffee.
  • Derby, the little black dog, makes the same sound when she is dreaming as someone trying to start a Fiat with a weak battery.  It’s kind of weird to hear that coming through the house at 3 AM.
  • I got a late Christmas present the other day.  Irish Woman handed me a box of 12 gauge slugs and apologized for not putting them in my stocking.
  • When shipping a copy of your book to someone for a review, it would behoove you to triple check the address to which you are shipping it.
  • I’m going to start research on time travel so I can go back a couple of months and stop Irish Woman from purchasing Boo a fart gun for Christmas.

Musings

  • Is it a bad thing when you clean a gun and feel ashamed of yourself for the way it looks when you start?
  • Cleaning a gun with a bunch of little springs gives you an excuse to buy a new set of springs when one of them goes into orbit.
  • If you want to disassemble the trigger on your rifle, you better know how to reassemble the trigger on your rifle.
  • DaddyBear is not allowed to tell the co-op to consider a career as the piano player in a whore house.
  • It does not go “And then the last centurion lay down his shield, married a stripper, and bought a used Mustang”.  I stand corrected.
  • I think Irish Woman and I have finally found the solution for what to get each other for Christmas.  She got diamonds, top shelf bourbon, and dark chocolate.  I got flannel and ammunition.
  • The air hockey table I got for the family seems to be a hit.  Now to get it out of the living room.
  • In related news, my studies indicate that an air hockey table, placed upon a hardwood floor, sounds exactly like someone is taking a buzz saw to the house when you’re downstairs trying to listen to a conference call for work.
  • Girlie Bear had a date with her young man today, and since she seems to have ducked the illness that Boo and I had over Christmas, I let her go.  I promise that my advice to her to not hold hands, cuddle, or kiss had entirely to do with not wanting to spread whatever bug is running through our house.

Thought For The Day

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Musings

  • DaddyBear is not allowed to bring a belt fed rifle to the .22 match.
  • It only took two shots to snuff out a candle at 8 yards, but 20 shots to neutralize life-size targets of a skunk and rabbit.
  • Thoughts on using a rifle for self-defense should include knowing where to aim at a 5 yard target if you followed your training and zeroed it for 100 yards or more.
  • I got to try a .30-30 lever-action rifle after the match yesterday.   I now have a new entry on my list of things to own.
  • There are few things better for lunch after a cold morning than a bowl of hot chili and a grilled cheese sandwich.
  • Fire in the fireplace, cranberry bread out of the oven, banana bread in the oven, hot toddy in hand, and watching football with my youngest son.  Life is good.

Musings

  • DaddyBear is not allowed to describe technology problems in scatological terms.
  • DaddyBear is not allowed to update his résumé to describe his current job as “Senior Fire Watcher”.
  • Dear OnlineBigBoxVendor- It’s Christmas.  Slapping a shipping label on a box, which has a picture of my present to the family on it, then having somebody drop it on my porch is not cool.
  • Today was the last day of school for the kids before Christmas.  It’s the day we send in gifts to the teachers, just to let them know that we appreciate them spending a few hours a day with our hellions.
  • My market research shows that it takes 15 people to click on the link to my on-sale book to get one person to buy it.
    • To those of you who have left a review, thank you very much.
  • I’m actually quite impressed with the method we’ve used to keep our Christmas tree from falling over.  It involves lumber, bolts, firewood, and water.
    • I have fence staples, duct tape, and 550 cord on standby.  I’m going to keep that mother up, so help me.
  • This morning, after taking Boo to school, I lay down on the couch to get a little more sleep.  I queued up the Bastogne episode of “Band of Brothers” to watch while I dropped off.  That was quickly vetoed by Irish Woman, who told me to watch something more “happy.”  I followed her instructions and watched a documentary about a Viking mass grave that was found in England.
  • Girlie Bear asked me if she could borrow my copy of “Brave New World” to reread over Christmas.  In this case, I was the one telling someone else to do something a little more “happy”.  Instead, she’s rereading “Monster Hunter International.”

Musings

  • Love is going to SuperDuperMegaMart two weeks before Christmas to get half pint canning jars for your beautiful wife.
  • Girlie Bear had her first “date-date” this weekend.
    • The young man was respectful and friendly.
    • I’m fine.  No, really, I’m cool.
  • I’m trying to get a revolver to a friend in Texas.  I’ve dropped the gun off at myFFL and paid him for the transfer.  My friend has had hisFFL send their license up to myFFL, but somehow we can’t get these two businessmen, who both seemto be competent and easy to work with, to get it together.
    • It shouldn’t have to be this difficult.
    • In a perfect world, I’d do my due diligence to make sure my friend isn’t a prohibited person, then ship the gun to him.
    • I think a compromise between the status-quo and the perfect world would be for the BATFE to issue a “Personal FFL”.  This would be similar to a C&R FFL, in which you could order and exchange firearms with other FFL holders, have to keep a bound book, and not be able to buy and sell firearms for a living.
    • That way, someone who has gone through a federal background check could buy and sell firearms, especially pistols, across state lines without having to go through a gun shop.
    • Of course, that makes too much sense, so I’ll just keep calling my FFL to find out what’s going on.
  • Derby the Little Black Dog developed kennel cough a couple of days after coming home from being fixed.  It’s more annoying than anything else, and our vet got us antibiotics and medicine to control the cough.  Otherwise, she’s doing fine.  She’s put on enough weight that we’re transitioning from the high-calorie puppy food we had her eating to the food that the other dogs eat.  She’s also lost her fear of the cats, and enjoys playing steeplechase with them around the house.
    • For the record, she’s between 18 inches and 2 feet tall, but appears to have a 3 to 4 foot vertical leap.
  • I’ve been one miserable SOB to live with the past few days, and I blame my normal prickly self, bad sleep, and the time of year.  I’ll try to do better tomorrow.

Musings

  • Nothing says “She really loves me” like coming home from working a night shift to a house that smells like homemade cherry cobbler.
  • Girlie Bear has her first date ever on Saturday night.  I’m fine.  No, really, I’m OK.
  • Derby has made herself at home.  Her favorite sleeping place is the couch, and she has figured out that the soulful eyes routine gets her a treat.
  • It is very hard to eat right when you spend 8 hours a day in a room with a snack table that includes most of your favorite junk foods.
  • Boo read his bedtime story to me the other night.  It’s a good feeling to know he’s gotten to that point, but it’s the last time that will happen to me.
    • Part of having a child later in life is that you get to do all the neat things again. Of course, that means you’re a decade or two older when you have to do the hard things.
  • Work on the second Minivandians book is going well, and an audiobook of the first book is in the works.  Details on that to follow.
  • I think our time with Bluegrass is coming to an end.  She’s started having issues with one of her eyes, and the doctor says that it’s a symptom of some underlying condition.  If she were younger or in better health, we’d be starting aggressive diagnostics and care, but she’s so old and tired that we’d probably only be buying a few months.  We’ll keep her happy and comfortable for as long as we can.

A Day, Which Will Live In Infamy….

Musings

  • Telling the kids and dogs to “Make a hole and make it wide” so that Irish Woman could get through the dining room might not have been the smartest thing I’ve ever done as a husband.
  • Saying “Baby, you got the whole stack of Marshalls” when your darling wife is singing “I Got That Bass” might not come across as a compliment, no matter how you meant it.
  • I watched the trailer for the new Star Wars movie this weekend.
    • Meh.
    • Maybe I’m jaded, or maybe I’m just not unhooking my brain enough, but did it occur to anyone else how fantastically wrong it is to have a tramp space freighter like the Millennium Falcon taking part in a dogfight in a planet’s atmosphere.
    • I made the mistake in reading some of the reaction to the trailer, and apparently there are a few people who have some heartburn about a black actor in a storm trooper uniform.  Then I made the mistake of reading the comments of those who reacted to those with heartburn, then the counter-reaction, then the counter-counter-reaction, then I remembered why I pretty much left Star Trek/Star Wars/Battlestar Galactica/Firefly/Whatever fandom in the first place.
  • Christmas hymns are always better in the original German.
  • Girlie Bear read from the book of Isaiah in German at a special service tonight.  She did better than I could have at that age.
  • Note to self – Do research about the culture and history of the place you’re basing your fictional story upon before you start writing.  Nothing like having to go back and rewrite everything because you weren’t even close.
  • Every so often, I have one of those days where I’m not fit for human consumption.  Today, the devil himself would have barred the door and called the police if I’d come knocking.