What to do

Doesn't seem to me that there's anything to gain by throwing some cruise missiles at specific targets in Syria.  Both sides of the conflict are definitely not friendly to the U.S.  So why spend millions of our money, that we can't afford?  Which is the lesser of 2 evils?  I suppose we could just level the whole country and end it that way.  Not sure I have strong objections to that.  I'm sure we would eliminate some terrorists. 

Well, actually I suppose that if we knocked out the government air power the war would be more even, and then there might be even more people killed as a result.  Having said that, I'd rather just back away from all those conflicts in that area and let them exterminate each other.

I'm sure we'll do something.  Otherwise Obama's foot will remain in his mouth for a long time.  Maybe that wouldn't be so bad.  Maybe he'd choke to death.

Yep

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Getting kicked in the nuts is more painful than having a baby; and here is the reason for my conclusion.

A year or so after giving birth, a woman will often say, "It might be nice to have another child."

On the other hand, you never hear a guy say, "You know, I think I would like another kick in the nuts."

2 Babies Home Today

Picked up my 2 repaired guns today.

Apparently fixing the sticking firing pin on the Security Six  was a pain in the butt.  The bushing must be removed towards the cylinder.

The H-Power was supposed to get a low profile rear and fiber optic front, which it did.  The trigger was to be tweaked a little, and it is smoother and lighter.  He was supposed to tighten up the slide and barrel, but that didn't happen.  But the slide did seem to have less play.  I brought it home anyway to check out the other changes at the range.  I'll take it back to him if I still want it tightened.

There's a slight chance I'll get to the range tomorrow, if I don't need to mow grass at the other house.

A Little Repair

When I was out of state tending to family issues, the smith left a message that he finished my 2 handguns.  The Security Six had a sticking firing pin.  And the FEG Hi-Power was to get fiber-optic sites, general tightening and some minor trigger improvement.  All for a little over $200.

Both guns are 23 years or older, and have seen several thousands of rounds.  I suppose a little repair is not surprising.

I'll pick them up in a couple of days.  I sure miss those babies.

So Far So Good

Just took a quick ammo inventory.  For the most part I'm still in good shape.  Although I'm out of 150Gr Sierra for the 303 and 240Gr & 300Gr Hornady XTP Mags for the 454.  Guess it's time to shop for bullets'

My tendency to keep a good supply of ammo and loading components has paid dividends lately.  And then the Boss requested that I keep at least 1,000 rounds each for the 3 battle rifles back when Obama was elected the first time.

How Would I Know ?

For quite some time, between all the administration trampling on us citizens, I've heard talk about immigration reform.  No one seems to be able to describe what that means.  And no one has verbalized what's wrong with the system needing to be fixed.  So how would anyone know if they support reform or not?

I'm so damn tired of hearing buzz words and frazes that I could scream.  Why can't people just be honest and say what they mean?

Physical Reminder

Since being in Florida I've been carrying a loaner gun, a Bersa Thunder UC 9mm.  The grip is a bit large for my hand, but it's better than nothing and feeling naked.

My sister asked if we wanted it.  She has 2 revolvers and just doesn't feel comfortable with a semi.  I hesitated, then the Boss said yes but only because it was Larry's.  The Boss has long fingers and it seems to fit her OK.  When we get home, she'll have the big brother to her Bersa 380.

We have some history with that gun.  Larry wanted something more than his 5 shot 38 and asked me to help him pick out something with more firepower at a price within his budget.  He liked the feel of the Bersa and the price was right.

So now it'll be flying back north with us, as a reminder of Larry.  He won't be needing it anymore.

He Was 13 Months Younger

Late Monday evening, 8/5, the Boss called with bad news.  The doctors refuse to do any more procedures and my sister and family decided to remove the breathing tube.  Without the machine he will surely die.

I caught a plane to Florida early Tuesday morning, picked up by my nieces and went straight to the hospital.  My brother-in-law was in and out.  When in he wanted the tube removed and was quite upset that it wasn't done right away.  After legal issues were resolved the tube was removed Wednesday about noon.  With family by his side the whole time, he passed from this world 24 hours later.

There was a short memorial service last Monday evening.  Since then we've been keeping my sister company and trying to help her through a very hard time.

Technically he was my brother-in-law who I saw once or twice a year.  Emotionally this man was my brother, and I'm told he felt the same way.  I trust he's in a better place, but that doesn't help much.  I really miss that man, very much.  I feel a part of me has been ripped from my soul.

Not Good

Last spring my brother-in-law was diagnosed with lung cancer.  He had surgery and removed a small section of lung, and pronounced him cancer free.  Then they said he had cancer in his lymph nodes, so he started chemotherapy.  He's been in and out of the hospital 9 times since April.  Seems his lung just will not heal, so it's collapsed several times.  Right now he's in the hospital with a breathing tube down his throat.  He has a lung that will not heal, and 2 types of infections.

Early this morning the Boss flew to Florida to be with my sister, who's exhausted and reached the end of of her rope.  According to the Boss, who just called, he has enough scare tissue that the lung may never heal.  If the Docs knew about the scar tissue issue, why the hell did they do surgery in the first place?  And they never mentioned this possibility to my sister.  Is that why they call it a medical practice?

Several years ago my father had bypass surgery.  A vein was taken from his leg.  He was diabetic so the leg didn't want to heal.  The surgeon wanted me to convince Dad to let him take a vein from his good leg to put in his bad leg.  What a moron!

The more I'm exposed to doctors, especially surgeons, the less respect I have for that profession.

Right now I'm trying to decide when to go be with my sister.