bgavin

any competent computer programer can count to 31 on one hand.

That is a typical summer day temp in Sacramento. Fortunately, we do not have the triple digit humidity here. We have days on end at 46C and a very occasional 49C. The photo below is maw-in-law and my bride in 2017. It was a record year, IIRC.

Photoshop?

And this means that summer is on the wane, Down Under.

We are headed to NOLA at the end of January for Mardi Gras. This will be our very first experience with Uber or Lyft.

If trouble comes, it will no doubt come in the PRK first. It will come in the form of ANTIFA/BLM, and most likely with Molotov cocktails in the street in front of my house. In this instant, one faces a life-changing decision: get burned out or destroyed by the State when you shoot the terrorist trying to burn you out. I figure the 870 pump, extended magazine and buckshot will be the tool of choice. This, followed by the 1911 with Lehigh Controlled Fracturing bullets.

Here in Sacramento, the horologists are frequently found lurking around around Stockton Blvd. I assume they are there to study the working girls.

Sometimes I think it best to wait until the entire series is in the can before starting to watch. Anybody notice how the "old time serial" method has come back into play?

Neither has made parole yet. Still doing the paperwork and waiting for the psych eval...

All the above is indicative of a malaise affecting a great deal of workers: they just don't give a shit. They make jokes that 50% of all doctors graduate in the bottom half of their class, but are still called "doctor". We have had a few that were so incompetent they were better qualified to be sealing wax inspectors. My son-in-law and his partner are in the trades and finding this attitude in the young labor they attempt to hire. Incompetent from the word "go" with a give-a-shit attitude. When we were renovating the San Diego house, I had to kiss a lot of frogs before I found a prince. Most just want to show up long enough to get paid, buy a bottle and go surfing.

The interesting part: My grandson was scheduled to be on that flight. The seat that lost the door was his assigned seat. He missed the flight. "Room for one more?" --Rod Serling

My first recollection of that word was in Gone With The Wind, spoken by Mammy.

Long experience has taught me things about hot-rodding. Most DIY projects fail because they are under-funded either with time or discretionary income. Secondly, farming is easy work when one plows with a keyboard. I encourage you to find a gunsmith familiar with what you want to do, and a track record of doing so successfully. You cannot hand a guy a Black & Decker drill, point him at YouTube and make him into a Dentist. Lastly, once you modify a gun (read: or anything else) from stock, it's resale value nearly always plummets. If you cannot find what you want on the open market, then DIY is the last resort.

Never let your ex-wife pack your chute...

Indeed. I'm an again-and-again fan of the books. Alan Ritchson does a fine job as Reacher, both looks and vibe. I love movies, so I also like the Tom Cruise versions. He doesn't have the look (at all), but did convey the serious vibe.

Bisley fits my hand better than plow handle, so all mine are Bisley. It also feels more secure in my hand with 44 mag loads. My 870 pump has an extended magazine, but 2.75" shells. It still spits out 640 grains of lead at 1200 fps. I have an Alaskan in 44 mag in a chest holster as a last resort.

My wife is from Buffalo, and is a sorta Bills fan. Always a brides' maid, never a bride. Many years ago in Colorado Springs, we were in a pizza parlor for Super Bowl. It was the Broncos and the Bills and we were the only two Bills fans in the place. We aren't fan boys, so nobody took use for serious. I was willing to make a bet that Bills vs Broncos playing each other in the Super Bowl, they would both lose. I thought it was funny...

IMO, this is a very valid consideration.

This ^^^

There is no cure for pancreatic cancer. It is a slow grower, and remains undetected until very late in its stages, and the symptoms manifest. Unless one has a religious restriction, one can opt to end their suffering on their own before it becomes literally unbearable. A CPAP and bottle of party helium will do the trick nicely. No gasping, no feeling of suffocation, out you go, then off you go. The problem is for those who remove the mask and bottle... aiding and abetting. Here in the PRK, there is a suicide pill that can be obtained legally for those who are terminal. Take it on your own terms when you are ready. One of my lodge brother's dad has it, but ain't ready to swallow it just yet.

On the flip side, I understand James Arness had to stand in a hole, or the other actor on a box because he was so tall.

Never judge a book by its movie. IMO, the Reacher series with Alan Ritchson hits the mark. It stays pretty true to the books, and is plain ol' good fun. As with all fiction... it is fiction. Those looking for reality should read the Will and Ariel Durant books.

Been there, done that. The above are very valid points.