Forty Rod SASS 3935

Yesterday I was driven from Chandler, AZ back home to Prescott Valley, a distance of about a hundred eight miles in a taxi...at government voucher. The hospital in Chandler had been trying for a half a day to get me a ride before noon today without much success. At 8:00 am they told me I had 15 minutes to pack my kit and get in the street. I made it, but the taxi was late.....by 2 minutes. It was a quick trip, driven by a man who really knows heavy traffic driving and it was quite pleasant. It took just a hair over two hours and the meter showed a charge of $366.00 dollars for oneway and he gets paid for a round trip. I was so impressed that I tipped him $100.00 for doing such a wonderful job when no one else even responded. So....if you are anywhere in the Phoenix-Tucson mega-hive area and need a good cab at a very reasonable price, call VIP Taxi. Tell the driver I recommended him and hang on. He's fast and daring, but not scary in the least. Thanks, Papa. You done good.

Okay, children, Daddy's home and all is well. Seems like i was poisoned by something fishy, but after a dozen tests, a like number of shots, a bevy of blood draws (every two hours for two days), no food, little water, and a whole pile of good care from all the staff, they still aren't sure what got me. Thanks for all the prayers and good feelings. They always help. I have to say, though, that I didn't realize so many of you are such phony grumps and hard cases. I am beholden to so many people these days that I can't count them. Now, about those nurses: they are everywhere, faster than lightning and amazingly gentle. During a shift change the out going nurse rattled off everything that was going on with me without reading a single note. The oncoming lady asked her a whole mess of things to clarify what was happening. Amazing skills. And they all very observant. For instance, one was walking by my room at a crisp pace and stopped to step in and pick up a pen I had dropped and almost never broke stride. Again, Thanks to all. I am touched.

Boy, the news-idiots got it right: call 911 or go to a police station. Why? Because you aren't competent and can't defend yourself...and you won't get hurt if you don't fight back. This BS is being broadcast all over the place and some morons actually believe it. If someone tries to rob me they will get shot...and I might, too...and I'll do what I have to do to survive and take the consequences if necessary.

Good series. Spenser's first girlfriend is absolutely one of the sexiest women ever on TV. I still haven't figured out where Hawk carried that big S&W .44 mag so it didn't show.

Most of the snakes in Vietnam can climb trees. Most. I never saw a cobra in a tree, bit that only proves that I NEVER SAW A COBRA IN TREE!

I already have a brass frame version. Bought it years ago when I worked in a gun shop. Never been fired because of all the things you mentioned (it takes two men and mule to cock it), but I keep it because it looks good with the other guns on the all. It sounds like they haven't improved it in the last 20 years so I guess I'll pass. Thanks for the info.

Okay, we got that cleared up. I didn't read it that way and thought you were making a derogatory comparison. Sorry.

IMHO it's as useless as tits on a chicken.....but it isn't my money so I don't care.

And your point is.....?

Once again our "justice system" has failed. The officials who have turned him loose.....all of them..... should be jailed without parole and serve time as accomplices to his crimes....ALL OF THEM. It makes me sick and furious that so many of these cases turn up and are committed by multi-turned-loose offenders.

Only two other places with comparable sunsets. Town of Sunset, Utah with sunsets over The Great Salt Lake. Okinawa looking over the Pacific Ocean toward China. We also have some of the strangest but prettiest cloud formations I've ever seen right here in Central Arizona, sometimes three or four different ones at the same time...and an occasional "rose moon" that is positively amazing.

Hey,I like that .33 with the conversion cylinder. I can find the pistol, but where did you get the cartridge cylinder for it?

Same critter.

Tabasco only. I don't like the flavor of any other hot sauce and I don't use it for the heat, just the flavor. I goes on almost everything except Cheerios and ice cream....well, not quite. I use about a bottle every three months, and about half that much Kikkoman soy sauce. I also use about a quarter of that amount of Lea and Perrins brand original worcestershire sauce on some beef dishes, and HP sauce on some pork. I didn't even have any ketchup / catsup in my house until my kids came to visit a couple of weeks ago. All four of them use it on potatoes and hamburgers.

I don't go to s coffee shop because I refuse to pay champaign prices for coffee and won't put up with the snobby barristas in some of the places. At home I use Farmer Brothers arabica medium roast (have to order a six pound bag because they don't sell it in stores any more) made in an electric percolator with sugar. It's the cafe house coffee in a lot of restaurants all over the country.

Neither have I, but I won't forget it again...even if it is an Australian holiday.

The nicest thing I can think of is when I get fed up with crap I can turn it off. I happens more and more each time I get on my computer. Thank God for the SASS Saloon and a great search engine.

A few more beers and I might believe that.

I got tired of snow in 1965.

I have a partial box of 100 that I have used on other tiny guns, but not on this one. I also have a four shot Sharps 1A in .22 that I don't shoot any more. Got an early Navy Arms copy of that one that is a dimensionally perfect copy and seems to be exactly like the Sharps. That I shoot.

So is eating with chop sticks.....and I would rather eat than break something on my body that I'm still using regularly.

I just LOVE snow....on pictures, post cards, newscasts, and the like. I HATE having any of it in my personal part of the world where I have to be in it, especially when driving. I left Utah on 1970 to get away from it. I mostly succeeded.

I have a Remington "Iroquois" .22 short that I picked up 40 years ago for $5.00. It's about the same size as the FAA little toy. I don't dare shoot it because the cylinder walls are about as thick as onion skin and I have no idea what metallurgy was like back then....but it sure is a pretty little gadget.

The M-3A1 was simple, crude, rugged, reliable, and almost infallible. It had about as many functional parts as a Zippo lighter. I had one for short time in 'Nam before I got my hands on a Tommy gun, which was more attractive, more complicated, and more expensive...but I liked it better because it was 'cooler'. The 'grease gun' was a more sensible solution.

Boot Barn let me down on styles and sizes )and attitude)but I found a Dan Post website that had my boots on my door step in six days. I was so happy that I bought another pair in brown. You might want to have her try some on for size before you order. They were about $130.00 a pair.