There’s treasure everywhere indeed. And pirates to loot it, arrr.
I keep a sizable collection of “Calvin and Hobbes” cartoons in the bathroom.
That way, after some bit of news like this sends me scampering for the toilet, I can flush out my headgear at the same time.
Tags: guns, JCT Firearms
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June 4, 2020 at 7:03 am |
Smart.
They are missed. But so timeless that the oldies are still as good as ever.
June 4, 2020 at 8:20 am |
I miss Calvin and Hobbes.
Pisses me off about the gun shop. Heard that on the radio yesterday. How much would an uninterruptible power supply cost to handle their goddamn security system? That’s a lot of guns on the street but I wonder if they will even stay local or head to Mexico.
June 4, 2020 at 8:28 am |
“The gun shop days earlier had posted on a social media page that it had more than 1,000 guns in stock with more arriving daily. The phone at the shop went unanswered Wednesday.”
I bet it did.
I’m not sure that cutting the power to the shop qualifies as particularly “sophisticated,” either. That’s how some baddies cleaned out a neighbor while he was on vacation a couple years back.
June 4, 2020 at 8:41 am |
That’s what I like about my UPS. If the power goes off it starts beeping loudly and I get all spun up.
By the way, did you get that email from Pelkey? Hope all is well with him.
June 4, 2020 at 9:01 pm |
What did you do now, Patrick?
https://www.abqjournal.com/1463122/police-shoot-person-in-ne-abq-gated-community.html
June 5, 2020 at 6:35 am |
Weak. They should’ve sent in the troops to “restore order … an overwhelming show of force to disperse, detain and ultimately deter. …”
June 5, 2020 at 7:07 am |
Appears from this morning’s Journal that it was another mental health case where the police response was “take one bullet and we’ll arrest you in the morning” https://www.abqjournal.com/1463122/police-shoot-person-in-ne-abq-gated-community.html
June 5, 2020 at 7:25 am |
I’m tellin’ you, man, you want to have a solid health-care plan when the heavily armed Duke City medical professionals make a house call. You’re gonna get a shot.
I wonder if they hear music on the job.
“Round round get a round, you get a round … yeah, get a round round round you get a round. …
June 5, 2020 at 7:46 am |
Perfect…just…perfect. And the next time I go into a bar and offer to sport a round for everyone in there, I’ll make sure its not in an Albuquerque bar.
June 5, 2020 at 8:00 am |
Yeah, down here “a round for the house” has a whole other connotation.
Snick snack click clack snick snack (sound of slides being worked, bolts pulled, and hammers thumbed back)
“You’re gonna need more than one round, stranger. …”
June 5, 2020 at 8:02 am |
And all those weapons stolen in 2018? That’s only the number that were reported stolen. One wonders how many more weren’t.
June 5, 2020 at 8:16 am |
The black market is only so big in the Duke City. I suspect this haul is headed south of the border.
June 5, 2020 at 10:04 am |
One must dominate the battle space. What absolute bullshit from cowardly chickenhawks and armchair commandos.
June 5, 2020 at 11:37 am |
It practically goes without saying that you wanna call in the B-52s.
June 5, 2020 at 11:48 am |
We need them more than ever. Got to love those Shure 55SH.
June 5, 2020 at 3:34 pm |
Some days you say the hell with it and just get high. As in 10,300 feet high.
June 5, 2020 at 4:19 pm |
Well done indeed. It’s been a long time since I got that high.
Today Herself and I settled for a big 8-miler to visit Herself the Elder in the Dark Tower. Just half past breakfast and hot as balls already. It’s 94° at 4:20.
June 5, 2020 at 5:53 pm |
It was pretty warm up here by the time I got home. About 90F degrees. Full story here, including the value of a tape measure and allen wrenches.
June 6, 2020 at 7:36 am |
Front flats at speed and fork-related Death Wobbles give me The Fear.
The other thing that always kept my hands near the brake levers on the ski-basin descent was the strong likelihood of some drunk tourist in an F-350 towing a fifth wheel pulling out of a campsite as I bucketed down the road at 45 mph. Wouldn’t be enough left of you to spread on a Ritz cracker, much less send off in a coffin.
June 6, 2020 at 7:51 am
But think of the savings in Herself not needing to buy a coffin. So much winning!
June 6, 2020 at 6:54 am |
It was weird. I started getting really breathless towards the top and had this OMG thought so pulled over to my Granite Rock Rest Stop to make sure I was not having some sort of health issue. Then realized I had gone farther than I had since last year and had just finished one of the steeper pitches at about 9500 feet. How soon I forgot.
June 5, 2020 at 7:07 pm |
We bought a fancy Amish built croquet set to ride out Covid 19 with the family. But it always degenerates into Calvinball which turns out to be more fun.
June 5, 2020 at 9:20 pm |
Gosh, that’s right. Calvinball.
June 6, 2020 at 6:38 am |
“The only permanent rule in Calvinball is that you can’t play it the same way twice!”
“The score is still G to 12!”