X Jail

I have earned my first stint in X Jail since Elon Musk took over with this little gem:

What prompted my post was this. True or not, I wouldn't put it past them to think this way.

Yeah, yeah.... I know, suicide bad, suggesting  someone kill themselves, blah, blah, blah. Guess what, these people ARE SCUM and I would personally exterminate each and every WEF member if I could get at them. They are a pox on humanity.

Hee Hee!

 

 

Yes, I engage in it muchly now ever since the whole Chi-Com Flu plandemic.

First; for the past couple of weeks, all we've heard about on the local news here in Kommiecticut is the Thanksgiving Day Manchester Road Race. Today, it is absolutely miserable outside, cold in the 40's and rainy. Of course, the hard core running morons think this is perfect weather to run in. I call bullshit. Only the insane think this is perfect weather to do anything outside. Plus the fact that I have ALWAYS hated distance running, including every second of the daily two mile run while in the Army. Twelve thousand fools signed up to race today, I wonder how many may have looked out the window and said, "Yeah, fuck this!"

Second; I love a good parade and have participated in many. Marching bands, military units, fire departments, civic organizations, sports teams, etc make for an excellent parade. Passing by a reviewing stand to be judged for trophies is always fun too.

That said, that piece of shit being shown on NBC right now IS NOT A PARADE. It is a line up on 5th Avenue of musical, Broadway, Hollywood acts, and apparently Globo-Homo displays. In place of a reviewing stand, it is the main stage. I refuse to watch any of it. My wife on the other hand loves it, so it is on in the living room right now. As I walked through a few minutes ago to get some batteries out of the basement, there was some kind of drag act going on which as soon as I saw it turned away from such garbage. Tell me again how pretending to be a woman surrounded by dancing flamers all dressed in purple is some kind of valued talent?

If I have to go down again I will cut through the dining room instead. I have had NewsMax on my phone with a pair of noise cancelling headphones all morning so I don't have to hear any of it either.

What A Freakin' Nightmare!

My father-in-law came up from Florida, arriving last night to be here for Thanksgiving and his twin son's 60th birthday celebration this weekend. His visit is a surprise and they won't find out he is here until Thursday at the family gathering. For now he is staying at our house incognito.

I have only been involved in long distance holiday travel once. In 2004, my wife and I drove to Florida to be with my wife's parents for Christmas. We took two days to make the trip down and two days back. It was effortless to travel and spent the days with the folks and The Mouse (long before it went woke). My father-in-law flew up, arriving late last night with a scheduled arrival time of 10:45 PM. My wife asked me to go get him so she could get the house ready. I had done some Thanksgiving meal advance food prep and got everything ready for work today before leaving the house about 9:45 PM, so it shouldn't be a problem. Or so I thought. I arrived at the standby cell phone parking lot about 9:35 PM where the lot was full to capacity. That should have been my first warning what was about to come. Oh well, I went across RT. 75 to the bowling alley lot and waited there for his phone call to pick him up.

Normally, travel in and out of Bradley is smooth. It was now 11:37 PM and he still hasn't called. My plan was to try and call him and if he didn't answer, head over to the arrival area to see if I could find him wandering around. He answered and told me he just got his bag and was heading outside. I told him I was on my way.

The short drive over to the arrival area was total gridlock. Traffic coming across from the left getting off I-91 and RT. 20 would run the light and jam the intersection, and I watched my traffic signal in the distance cycle several times with nowhere for traffic in my lane to go. All of a sudden it started to move and as I got closer I saw why. Airport security was not letting people stop to wait to pickup passengers but was making them go around again. Oh yeah? I don't think so. I called The Old Man back and told him to start walking down the sidewalk facing traffic so I could stop as soon as I saw him. Another couple of hundred feet of crawling and there he was. A female airport security guard was blowing her whistle and waving her lighted wand for me to move, but I ignored her, stopped my truck, jumped out and grabbed his bags while he got in the cab. It was now about 10 minutes until midnight but I got him and now we had to get out of the airport. There were state troopers waving cars through the crosswalk stop signs where there were no pedestrians so traffic could keep moving. Relief came when we hit the entrance ramp for RT. 20.

As we left the airport he told me what happened. There was a problem with the plane at the departure gate in Orlando. After the plane was fully loaded and they were going to depart, some piece of equipment on the plane was malfunctioning and a technician would have to come out and replace it. Whatever it was it didn't take the plane out of service and they got their push back from the gate 45 minutes late. The ride home was uneventful, except for the surprise patch of black ice I hit on a bridge on a state road that made my truck briefly slide sideways but not out of control. We got home and tried to be quiet because my wife had already turned in, but of course the dogs went nuts and woke her up. The Old Man got ready to turn in and I got to bed about 12:45 AM. I was up at 04:30 AM for work. A nap or early to bunk tonight will get me caught up on sleep. Luckily he will not be going back to Florida for a couple of weeks, well after the holiday travel rush.

A happy and blessed Thanksgiving to all.

So Much Winning

 

 

Jack Smith files to drop all J6 charges against Donald Trump

 

Suck it, all you TDS sufferers!

Waz Happenin'

The stretch of unseasonably warm and unusually dry weather since September 1st is finally over with a rainstorm that dropped 2 3/8" on my area ending yesterday. The wild fire danger is back to normal levels and there is more rain with the possibility of snow showers later this week. I am on a 24 hour shift today and have a wheel bearing replacement job for my Tundra on the schedule for tomorrow. I have all the parts and equipment ready to go and hopefully the fight to get everything apart won't take all frickin' day. Reassembly should be relatively easy. I have had my bullet press set up to do a run of 9mm for several days, but haven't had the uninterrupted dedicated time to load at least 200 maybe more. I had to change the die turret and the shell plate carrier disc. Taking it all apart to do that makes it easy to lube everything, but I have to readjust the timing for the shell plate rotation. I definitely need more range time with my new G17, and practicing mag swaps and reloads on the PCC-9. The reloading press will stay set up for 9mm. I have had my battle rattle all set up and handy since before the election not knowing how things would turn out and the possible resulting psychosis making people stupid. Thankfully it just hangs in the gun closet not needed.

Although blog posting has been light, I am constantly on X shit poasting and trolling LIBTURDS and anti-gun hoplophobes. It's easy to do from my phone while watching TV or other mindless activities. Blog posting requires me to be at a PC which makes it easier to add photos and videos. Since Elon Musk fired all the snowflakes that would scrutinize and flag posts for arbitrary rule violations, I haven't even gotten a warning for some of the brutal crap I have posted. Feel free to peruse my profile and timeline to read my ramblings.