Yul Lose

Send him a PM.

My mother was a pretty good cook but one of the dishes that she didn’t do well was white gravy. We were not well off and ate a lot of biscuits and gravy and chipped beef on toast. I really got to where I couldn’t stand white gravy or gravy with sausage or chipped beef in it. Still to this day I’ll pass on the biscuits and gravy or any white gravy, those memories are still there. I likened her gravy to eating Lepages glue that we used at school on art projects onetime and my step dad beat the hell out of me for it, but the glue still tasted better.

When I lived up in Sheridan we’d fish Keyhole Reservoir for walleye, sauger and norther pike so good chance some of the fish your dad cooked were some of those.

My wife commented on how dirty and unkept this one looked. There’s another one across town that used to be a Sports Authority and she says it’s in much better, organized condition, must be the part of town that the one I visited is because it was a mess.

Mrs. Lose thought I needed to get away for awhile this afternoon so she told me that if I went down the hill to Escondido with her that she’d buy me dinner at our favorite hamburger joint. Well I needed to mail a package at the post office down there so I agreed to go along if we could stop and mail it. The date was made. Mailed the package and get back in the car and I said where to? and she said ALDI she needed to do some shopping. I’ve driven by Aldi many times but never been in one. We parked and crossed the parking lot to the front of the store and I turned into the cart corral to get a shopping cart and this scruffy looking guy pushing a shopping cart asks my wife for a quarter. She digs around in her purse and hands the guy a quarter and starts pushing his shopping cart and he walks off. I have no idea what’s going on and she says it’s so that the wheels don’t lock up on the shopping cart. She points to this gadget with a little key thing on a coiled cord and a coin slot with a quarter stuck in it. I said why didn’t I just get one of the other carts instead of using his and she said because I would have had to put a quarter in the slot and I said but it still cost us a quarter. Anyway we go in the store and that place looks like a bomb went off. She’s looking for large tomato’s over in the tomato section and I find large tomatoes over with the apples and oranges. I’m looking for bananas and she told me over by the lettuce and cabbage. She wants some sweet onions and the sign says $1.94 per bag but all of the sweet onions are loose not in a bag, so I get a bag and fill it up and she says that’s too many onions and I said what difference does it make? So she puts most of the onions back and we keep shopping. I’m looking for some BBQ rub and amongst the seasonings is a bunch of energy drinks. It just seemed like whoever was stocking shelves just put stuff wherever there was a space. I worked in a grocery store in my younger days and would have been fired if I stocked like that. So we get up to the check out stand and there is no greeting from the clerk, no thank you, no communications at all except for the total that we owed. As we’re walking out my wife recognized the security guard and stopped to say hello. I walked out with the cart and this, I guess you’d call her, statuesque good looking blond lady is walking up to the front entrance and I asked her if she had a quarter. Well I guess that was the wrong thing to ask her because she asked me why I’d ask her for a quarter and just then my wife walks up and asks me if I asked that lady for a quarter. I admitted to it because based on the guy who got her to fork over a quarter on the way into the store I thought it was the thing to do. As I’m getting the “You don’t just ask any body for a quarter” lecture there’s another guy pushing a shopping cart back to the cart corral and asks this lady looking for a shopping cart if she had a quarter and she dug around in her purse and handed him a quarter and takes off with his cart into the store. Well we went to eat at the burger joint and there was another rather nice looking lady that showed up at the counter as I was ordering and I was really tempted to ask her for a quarter just to see what would happen, but I didn’t.

Back in the 80’s when I lived in Arizona I did a lot of archery deer, elk and javelina hunting. There was an archery shop in Mesa, I believe it was that I frequented called Four Peaks Archery. The owner had an aquarium on the display shelf behind the counter with a live rattlesnake in it. We’d kid him about being bit someday and he’d tell us that he wasn’t afraid of being bit. One day we went up to the archery shop and there was a different guy there because the owner got bit and was in the hospital. He got bit in the hand and before it was all over he’d lost part of his thumb and a couple of fingers to the snakebite damage and subsequent wound care. The aquarium was empty. A few months later we visited the shop again and he was there and his hand didn’t look much like a hand anymore.

My doctor is the snakebite specialist for the southern part of California and told me that the anti venom injections, depending on the number of them needed can exceed $100,000.00. I was waiting in the waiting room one day and a teenage boy came in with his parents for a follow-up exam for a snakebite on his leg. To say the wound was grotesque would be an understatement.

If you want one that bad why don’t you buy a Pedersoli octagon barrel Lightning in .45 Colt and build one yourself? Find a local gunsmith that will drill out the barrel and install the .44 magnum liner or you could drill it out yourself and install it, that’s what I did to build my Pedersoli Lightning in 38-40. Just an idea. It sounds like there’s not much you like on the new factory Pedersoli Lightnings in .44 magnum. I bought my project Lightning on Gunbroker a few years ago for $800.00 and then did the work and had Lassiter do the slam fire mod on it. You can probably rent the drill and chamber reamer, I might even have the drill bit depending on what liner you choose if it’s the same size mine was.

I’ve shipped and received quite a number of Ruger Old Armies and Pietta 1858’s through the USPS with no issues.

I came home from running an errand and Mrs. Lose told me she had something to show me in one of her flower beds. A juvenile western Diamondback rattlesnake was up in one of the planters coiled up. It’s the first one we’ve ran into this year but I’m pretty sure there are lots more out there. As you can see the rattle isn’t developed so it would give no warning before it strikes. This one is going to my doctor, he harvests their venom to use in anti venom serum. IMG_5720.mov IMG_5721.mov

An epic adventure and first class documentation, thank you Scout.

I started out as Hoss Hungright but Mrs. Hungright quickly tired of being referred to as Mrs. Hungright. She gave me an earful every time she’d hear me call myself Hoss Hungright or refer to her like that so I started looking for another alias. Decided on Happy Hunter for awhile until I was watching a TV show one night and a yellow Corvette drove off and the license plate read YEWL LUZ or something to that effect. I thought that would make a pretty cool alias so I got on the alias lookup page on the SASS Wire when they still had it and found Yul Lose was available and sent in my $15.00 and the rest is history. For some reason the wife doesn’t mind being referred to as Mrs. Lose.

I doubt he uses underwear.

I’ll take them, PM on its way.

Yep, but I’m out numbered and blood is thicker than water.