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30 Days of Reagan – Day 15

Above all, we must realize that no arsenal or no weapon in the arsenals of the world is so formidable as the will and moral courage of free men and women.

My take:  What’s in your pocket, on your hip, in the safe, sitting on your desk, or buried next to the old oak tree in the back yard isn’t the weapon.  It’s you, your skills, and your motivations that matter. You, as a free man or woman, can choose to live free, follow just laws, and stand up against injustice and tyranny.  Or you can choose to be a slave or vassal, be a predator upon the weak and undefended, or turn your head when you see others being abused.  I hope that I have the strength to be the former, and to resist the latter.  Either way, it’s your choice, but the tools you choose are not what makes you dangerous or strong.  They are only what you choose to use.

30 Days of Reagan – Day 14

Recognizing the equality of all men and women, we are willing and able to lift the weak, cradle those who hurt, and nurture the bonds that tie us together as one nation under God.

Best Speech I’ve Heard In A Long Time

Presented without comment.

H/T to Kevin.

Thoughts on the Weekend

  • I have the best wife on Earth.  I got a membership to my indoor range for Christmas and a membership to my outdoor range for my birthday.  They came with an admonishment, on multiple occasions, to use them both enough to justify the cost.  I’m going to have to up my ammo budget.
  • The new stock and sights on the 10/22 are great.  Definitely need to do a lot more work with that one so that I can be ready for Appleseed later this year.
  • I tested my theory that the 22-A1 doesn’t like the Federal or Winchester bulk pack .22 and I was right.  It does, however, have no issues whatsoever with the Remington bulk pack, so I’ll keep a few boxes of that around just for that gun.  Also, you have to slap the magazine up into the well like it owes you money.
  • The stock sights on the 22-A1 leave quite a bit to be desired.  The front post is about 1/8″ wide, which means that at any real shooting distance, I have a hard time finding center mass on the target.  In addition, while I was able to get good, tight groups out of it, they were always left of center.  Adjustments of the rear sight all the way over only moved it a little closer to the center of the target.  I guess I can either use a bit of Kentucky windage to correct, have the slide ground to put better iron sights on it, or take advantage of the rail on top of the slide to put an inexpensive red-dot scope on it.
  • To the guy teaching his son to shoot on the lane next to me:  Good for you for trying to bring your teenage son into the fold. One hint – berating him about accuracy on his first time out might not be the best approach.  Seriously dude, handing the kid a Beretta 92, pushing the target out to about 40 feet, and then giving him crap because he wasn’t punching a ragged hole in the X ring is counter productive.  How about you start out with safety, proper grip, sight picture, and stance?  He might get more out of that than making him shoot two-handed, one handed strong and off hand, and pushing the target out further and further.  One final thing, when you’re “showing him how it’s done”, it’s not necessary to do breathing exercises and pump yourself up like an Olympic power lifter prior to bringing that big old 9mm up to bang out a magazine full of bullets.  Also, dude, the second time the nice range safety comes over to ask you to watch your muzzle might be a hint that you need some time working on the basics yourself.
  • To the mother and her son two lanes down from me:  Congratulations on your purchase of a Remington semi-automatic .22 rifle with a Leupold scope.  Again, I think that a little more time on the basics like trigger control might benefit your son.  Also, cranking off 30 rounds of .22 in 10 seconds from a scoped rifle might be fun, but y’all might not be learning much more than what the nice range safety told you when he showed you to your lane, helped you unbox your new gun, showed you how to load the magazines and put them in the gun, and work the safety.  I do have to compliment both of you on your safety.  I never felt like one of you was going to cause me to have to spend money on a deductible. 
  • I will someday find the engineer who designed the 22-A1 and beat him or her about the head and shoulders with a cucumber.  The takedown on that thing is pretty easy, but putting it back together when your fingers are slippery from gun oil and grease is a pain in the neck.
  • Rollerskating rinks are just as fun for me as an adult who doesn’t skate as they were for me as a child who didn’t skate.
  • Corollary:  One of the side benefits of being half cave troll is that no ice or roller skating rink has been able to rent me skates since the 6th grade.
  • The following “entertainers” are on notice that they can bite my butt:  KC and the Sunshine Band, Rihanna, The Black Eyed Peas, Miley Cyrus, Kool and the Gang, and Britney Spears.  After three hours of listening to them and every other over-produced bit of tripe to come out in the last 40 years this afternoon, I hope they all die horribly.
  • To the man at the roller rink with the tattoos all the way up his arm and neck, a well-worn Harley Davidson tee-shirt, and a bandanna, I grant you 500 bonus man points based upon the smile of the wee little girl in the pink shirt you were skating around the rink with today.
  • Karma:  The universal force that causes the asshat on rollerblades who almost runs you and your 3 year old son down as you show him how to rollerskate for the first time to lose it in the next corner, crash into a concrete block wall, and have to be helped off the rink by his father.
  • To the young boy who lost his balance on the rink and went parallel to the ground before crashing down on his face, who then got up, laughed about it, and took off skating:  Mal Hombre!
  • To the ‘tween boy who put on his skates, stood up, lost his balance, landed on his butt, and burst into tears because his “tushy hurt”, the envelope returning your application for a Man Card should be at your mailbox shortly.
  • There may be more blatant ways to show your daughter that you love her than by giving up your Sunday afternoon during the NFL playoffs to take her and her friends rollerskating and then having dinner with her and your ex-wife, but I can’t think of them off the top of my head.

News Roundup

  • From the “Surprise, Surprise, Surprise” Department – Oprah Winfrey has made a non-endorsement endorsement of Barack Obama for reelection.  Those of you who survived the 2008 campaign should recall how Ms. Winfrey made it her personal crusade to put Mr. Obama in the White House, so it should come as no surprise that she thinks four more years of his personal style of presidency is a good idea.  Ms. Winfrey also described Obama as “masterful”.  I could go for the cheap joke about a successful black woman using the word “masterful” about another American of African descent, but I’ll leave that one alone.  Well, it looks like Obama has the “billionaire black woman from Chicago” vote all sewn up.  I wonder if he’ll have the “fat film director from Michigan” vote in November?  Does anyone know where he stands with the “overrated harpie who got their start sitting on North Vietnamese anti-aircraft guns and living off of her father’s acting legacy” portion of our populace?
  • From the “Never Smile at a Crocodile” Department – Italian police report that a suspected drug dealer used a caiman to guard his stash.  Imagine a caiman as what you would get if you stunted the growth of a crocodile by giving it unfiltered Pall Malls and cheap whiskey as an infant.  Then make it a little grumpier than the average crocodilian.  Apparently someone watched a little too much Miami Vice as a kid.  No word on whether or not the reptile was named Elvis.
  • From the “Genius or Bad Idea?” Department – Scientists in Oregon plan to pump millions of gallons of water into a dormant volcano in order to generate steam to drive power turbines.  One has to ask if the steam turbines will generate enough power to outweigh the cost of pumping water into the mountains, but hey, who am I to ask hard questions?  And am I the only one to think that this is something that Dr. Evil would have come up with?  “I will pump millions of gallons of water into a volcano and cause huge earthquakes and steam eruptions unless you pay me one hundred billion dollars!”
  • From the “Shocked” Department – The White House has made its reservations about SOPA public.  Well, I’ll be dipped.  President Obama is actually taking a position that I agree with and support. Have to mark this day on the calendar.  What’s next?  Is he going to come out on Monday and he wants to make massive cuts to entitlement programs in order to better align the federal budget with reality?  Yeah, I know, ever the starry eyed optimist.
  • From the “Unintended Consequences” Department – A woman in Louisiana had to have one of her arms and a shoulder surgically removed after she developed a rather nasty infection from injecting bath salts in order to get higher than Everest.  Apparently this is the latest method of slow suicide available to the American consumer.  All I can say is this:  Play stupid games, win stupid prizes.

30 Days of Reagan – Day 13

Abraham Lincoln freed the black man. In many ways, Dr. King freed the white man. How did he accomplish this tremendous feat? Where others — white and black — preached hatred, he taught the principles of love and nonviolence. We can be so thankful that Dr. King raised his mighty eloquence for love and hope rather than for hostility and bitterness. He took the tension he found in our nation, a tension of injustice, and channeled it for the good of America and all her people.

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How I got Boo ready for his nap

When Girlie Bear and Little Bear were about Boo’s age, I bought them each a collapsible plastic lightsaber.  Yeah, it’s sometimes cool to have a dad who’s a geek.  The kids enjoyed beating on each other and me, and when they moved on to other toys, I put them up.  I stumbled across them in a closet this morning, and gave them to Boo.  He hasn’t put down his lightsaber since.  My hands and arms are a bit sore from being hit and swinging a lightsaber all morning, but it’s a good sore.

He’s currently all tuckered out after an extended post-lunch lightsaber duel.  It went kind of like this:

Of course, it looked more like the end of the movie than the beginning, but I never claimed to be agile.  I’m looking to a quiet afternoon as he sleeps it off and recharges his batteries.

30 Days of Reagan – Day 12

We will always remember. We will always be proud. We will always be prepared, so we may always be free.

Product Review – Maxpedition Mongo Versapack

Like most geeks out there, I carry a laptop and the sundry odds and ends it needs for work.  I used backpacks from Targus for several years, which were wonderful backpacks, but they were so large that I found myself throwing more and more crap into them as time went on.  Eventually, I was carrying as much junk to work as I used to take on ruck marches.

When my backpack wore out, I decided to go in another direction.  I wanted a laptop bag that was rugged, could carry enough stuff that I wouldn’t have to stuff it every day in order to get to work, but wasn’t so big that I could just keep chucking stuff into it.

I saw several people at the NRA Annual Meeting carrying small bags from Maxpedition, so I took a look at their line.  They have everything from the tactical man purse to rucksacks and everything in between.  My range carries a few things from them, so I was able to take a look at the quality of their work, and I was impressed.  I eventually settled on the Maxpedition Mongo Versipack.

Photo from Maxpedition website

The Mongo is big enough I can put a Dell laptop, power supply, a Logitech trackball mouse, a water bottle, a notebook, and my lunch without any crowding.  When I want to, I can fit in a Macbook, its power supply, a novel, and a few more things before having to wonder about how I’m going to close the main zippers and buckles.  Honestly, weight is the limiting factor.  The Mongo is a messenger bag, so the carrying strap is worn across your chest and shoulders.  Too much weight in the bag means discomfort in the shoulder.

Most of my EDC Crap
All the EDC crap in one convenient package,
with a bit of room for lunch, another computer, or whatever

It carries exactly as much as I need for a day, but not much more.  It definitely keeps me from putting ever increasing amounts of crap into my bag.

The bag is well made and rugged.  I have used it as a laptop bag, diaper bag, picnic basket, and odds and ends bag while hunting.  It carries just about everything I need or want, and shows no wear after several months of use.  Cleaning the fabric is pretty simple.  I just use a wet dishrag and some liquid soap, and any schmutz comes off with a little elbow grease.

The bag has pockets and pouches for everything, including a water bottle holder with a drain hole, several pockets for whatever you carry, and a cellphone/MP3 player carrier on the strap.  The phone carrier holds my iPhone very well when it is in a slim case, but my OtterBox rubberized case was too big for it.

The phone carrier holds very securely, and has some expansion for larger phones

Interior pocket.  Hook and loop material on both sides allows for addition of accessories

One of two key hooks.  This one is located on the strap, the other one is in the front pocket.
This is very convenient when going through airport security.

One quibble on this is that there is a LOT of hook and loop material on the bag.  When you’re trying to be quiet in the woods while carrying it, you’re going to make noise getting your water bottle out or opening up one of the pockets.  Also, hook and loop is a magnet for dirt and burrs when you’re walking through the woods.  Most of the time I have spent cleaning the bag up has been spent picking something out of the loop material.

One upshot of the hook and loop is that you can put on hook and loop patches. I got a nametape from Military Names, and it is easily put on and taken off of the hook and loop panel on top of the bag.

Maxpedition has a lot of extra pouches and other doodads that you can buckle, velcro, or strap to its bags.  These include a hook and loop ‘universal’ holster and magazine carrier for off-body carry.  Again, weight is a limiting factor in a messenger bag.  The more stuff you carry and strap onto your bag, the more weight the strap across your deltoids is going to have to sit under.  The strap is padded, but there is a point where it would be too much.

Two things that might give someone pause in buying the Mongo are its appearance and price.  Maxpedition is unapologetically making ‘tactical’ bags, which means they look like something you could take on patrol.  Unless your office is behind Baghdad barriers, you’re not going to blend in with the rest of the IT crowd.  Also, their color selections appear to be brown, green, or black, or some variation thereof.  I chose the more subdued of their greens, which they call ‘foliage’.

Maxpedition’s prices are a bit steep when compared to laptop bags from Targus or Swiss Army, but you definitely get what you pay for.  I’ve been using this bag every day for six months, and it has no sign of wear or stain.  Maxpedition lists the bag for $157.99, but Amazon has them for $112.  Either way, it’s more than I had ever spent on an EDC bag, but I expect that it will last far longer than the less expensive bags that I considered.

Overall, the Mongo is a good value, as long as you plan on using it often and for a long time.  Its looks might not be for everyone, but it is a good bag for carrying those things you need for your day and nothing more.

Almost forgot:  Disclaimer – I was given no compensation for doing this review.  I purchased the equipment with my own money.