Wanna People Watch? HOLY CRAP!

As I wrote in yesterday's post, my wife and I were headed to Foxwoods Resort Casino for our anniversary dinner. Our dinner reservation was for 6 PM so we decided to go a couple of hours early. Because it had been so long since I had been there, I was not up on their security procedures. Since Foxwoods is on sovereign tribal land, the carrying of weapons is verboten and my state pistol permit is not honored. That never stopped me before, but I did not want any hassles of having to pass though metal detectors and instead have to return to my vehicle to secure a firearm. I opted for my Blackie Collins "CIA Letter Opener" poly-carbonate blade that I have carried for other such circumstances. In my weak side pocket I had my Gerber money clip holding several hundred dollars that has a hidden blade inside. The blade is small but razor sharp and will lay a person open pretty good. It turns out nothing had changed since the last time I was at Foxwoods. I could have carried concealed and not had an issue unless I needed to use it.

Blackie Collins "CIA Letter Opener" with paracord lanyard

Gerber GDC Money Clip and Knife

 

Apparently, every Sunday from 12:00 PM to 5:00 PM they have something called the "Wave Foxwoods Day Party" that requires advance tickets (costing $60) and over 21 only. I can tell you right now, this is not something I would ever consider attending. When we arrived, the whole complex was swarming with dindus and bubble-butts adorned in their finest swim wear. Please, someone point out to me any man that thinks glued-on eyelashes an inch long or longer is some kind of attraction? Because I need to have a talk with this fool. And ladies.... just don't! Thankfully, the majority of pool party attendees all cleared out when the event ended at 5 PM.

While that got rid of the potential troublemakers starting mob riots or the senseless violence they are well known for, there were plenty of individuals there to give the place "character." If you think the people that shop at WalMart are freaks, well WalMart ain't got nothin' on a casino. We walked by people on the casino floor sitting at machines that they probably haven't moved from in days. One guy was slouching in the chair with the telltale "Depends" bulge in the front of his pants. And so many people gambling that most likely have no business blowing their money in that way. I can't fathom the mindset it takes to be afraid to walk away because they're sure the machine is just about to pay off. Then there are the different ways people are dressed. I was dressed in business casual and my wife wore a pretty floral warm weather dress. There were people walking around dressed like total slobs. Then there were those that looked like characters from "Jersey Shore" or "The Sopranos." There was also the women.... dressed in revealing or form flattering wear. Short tight skirts that barely covered their coochie and allowed the peek-a-boo fanny shot. While I was noticing the very fit blonde walking by in a skin-tight exercise outfit, my wife spotted another in a sheer blouse, out there for all to see. Dang! How did I miss that one? We spent our before dinner time window shopping in the Tanger Outlet's mall area. My wife spotted a small orange handbag at the Kate Spade outlet store she thought our daughter might like for Christmas. I told her she should just go in the store, grab one, and walk out because that's how people shop now. Wifey was not amused.

I don't personally gamble. I flat out refuse. The odds are always in the house's favor and I would rather keep my money than willingly give it up. Megabucks jackpot is $1.5B? Nope, I will keep the $2 in my pocket which is a sure thing rather than take a single chance that is practically zero to win. The lottery is nothing more than a voluntary sucker's tax anyway. The only exception to gambling is when I am absolutely right about something and someone disagrees telling me to "put my money where my mouth is." In that case I am more than happy to take their money for being stupid. My wife on the other hand, likes to play just a little. She will buy the Megabucks or Powerball ticket for a huge jackpot. Last night after dinner she spent a whole $20 on one video slot machine, and at one point had won a whole 85 cents when she was already down $10. She continued to play until she was down to her last nickel and could not play any more. She cashed out laughing and gave the nickel credit slip to the woman a couple of machines over. I told her the go to the cashier and actually get a nickel coin for a souvenir. It was a nice long walk back to the parking garage which felt good after a big meal. We got home a little before 8:30 PM

Update Of Turkish M2 Ball

Since it is hot and sticky outside today and the grass is not drying out from the storms early this morning, there will be no mowing today. I will hit it after my 18 hour FD shift tomorrow evening. Today makes 40 years of wedded bliss for us, so we are going out to Foxwood's for an awesome dinner, just the two of us. When we get home I have to don a duty uniform, prepare my bunk duffel, and food for the day tomorrow because I go in for midnight. I am usually at the firehouse by 22:30, stow my food, make up my bunk, and catch the last of the late news turning in before 23:00. If there is an earlier call and I respond I go on the clock right then. I'll set an alarm and get up at 06:00 if there are no overnight calls and there is a shift change. Otherwise I will sleep in to make up for getting woken up in the middle of the night.

So, in anticipation of an upcoming range day, I spent some time in the nice cool basement de-linking some more of the Turkish M2 Ball ammo I got from Tacticalshit.com  The cardboard case is divided into three partitions, so I figured I would finish the first partition and use the space to store the Ziploc bag of machine gun links. In my previous post I described how easy it is to accomplish. I grabbed a piece of scrap PT deck board and clamped it in place on one of my Stanley Workmates. I placed a small bucket on the floor to my right to toss the links in. The .30 cal ammo can I have my M1 target ammo and accessories in was in front of me for the M2 Ball rounds to go into, and the pile of 4 round assemblies are sitting on the end of the board by the ammo can.

Below is a closeup of the end of the board where I dimpled it with a punch to keep the bullet point from sliding away as I pressed down.

Rather than taking a chance on chewing up my hands and fingers I wore a pair of gripper gloves to perform the de-linking operation.

Each 4 round assembly took only seconds to take apart. Links tossed in the bucket, rounds in the ammo can. Being dissimilar metals (steel links and brass cases) there was no electrolytic caused corrosion that made the components stick together or have to be cleaned. IMHO this ammo was properly stored in a dry environment. When I was done, this is what was left for the future; two partitions of ammo with the bag of links.

I sealed up the cardboard box with packing tape and labeled it with a Sharpie. Hmmmm.... a dilemma; where am I going to store a cardboard box of ammo? While my basement is nice and dry, all of my ammo in my large steel storage box is stored inside individual sealed 30 and 50 caliber ammo cans. So I made room in my super fortified and alarmed gun closet in the living area above grade. I just had to move some hard handgun cases around. As for the ammo can full of M2 Ball...

It already had a spot in the ammo box. Without counting I should now have about 132 loose rounds. The 6 loaded clips with cardboard covers are the Greek ammo that is going to be used for comparison. The white box are M1999 blanks and lying on the cover is the blank adapter. Years ago, we had a miniature poodle that my wife had trained to retrieve ducks. We would train him in the yard where my wife would throw the dummy duck high in the air, I would fire a blank, and as the duck fell she would yell "GET IT!" and he would get it and drag it back. The yellow device allows me to shoot my M1 as a single shot rifle. It locks down the bullet follower and allows the bolt to move freely to manually load a round and then automatically eject the brass. To remove it from the rifle you simply hold the bolt back and press the clip ejection button on the left side of the receiver and it pops out.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I put a tape label on top differentiating the Turkish and Greek ammo head stamps. When I uploaded this picture I realized I incorrectly put "MKE 82" instead of the actual "MKE 83".  I'll fix it at a later date.

Stay tuned for the upcoming range report on how this ammo functions and performs. When I get a range day depends on weather, work, and family obligations. I should have multiple opportunities before Labor Day.

Good!

Them foul soccer bitches lost to the gorgeous Swedes. I am so glad that unpatriotic green haired cunt ends a career on a huge loss. The schadenfreude is immense.

Now go away and become as invisible to me as the whores on The View, Greta The Little Mental Defective, and Killary.

Do Big Bugs Freak You Out?

Last night as I pulled into the firehouse for my midnight shift, this was fluttering around the front entry under the lights. It landed on the concrete in front of the door, and stayed put as I opened the door to get this photo.

Click it to big it. A Polyphemus Moth. It was at least 6" from wingtip to wingtip

Here is a link to a page about it.

Earlier in the week, there was a large Luna Moth hanging around out in back along the wood line. My partner almost ran it over when he was leaving, so I let it climb onto my hand and I moved it to the leafy thicket.

R.I.P. Pee Wee

Paul (Reubenfeld) Reubens aka Pee Wee Herman. August 27, 1952 to July 30, 2023

 

 

 

I remember Pee Wee as the hotel clerk in a Cheech and Chong movie. My daughter and I watched "Pee Wee's Playhouse" together every Saturday morning, and saw "Pee Wee's Big Adventure" on a cable movie channel. A guy I used to work with had a Kawasaki 750 LTD with a matching Windjammer fairing and a decent stereo. The bike was nicknamed the X-1 after Pee Wee's bicycle in the movie. I got to ride it quite often and always brought it back with a full tank. I like silly mindless entertainment (my wife does not) and so does my daughter, and Pee Wee was a big part of it.