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Hi! Holy fuck, work really knocked the piss out of me this afternoon. I got hit with a ton of work and sank under it like hot shit in cold water. Oh man. Thank God the day ended. Now I'm at home on the couchola - picking locks, researching chain mail supplies and breech-loading snap caps for fun. Was gonna watch Paper Moon, but left the effin DVD at work....
So I found a new gear site that is kind of like County Comm but better. Less merchandise, but a better selection of unique BOB/EDC high-end micro-gear. It's called VigilantGear. Also, located zipper pull-concealed handcuff keys HERE. And, I went online looking for lock pick sets and found a bunch of picking gear that I won't even post links too...some things just shouldn't be legal in the hands of civilians. Really, the peeps selling this stuff online are fucking the rest of society over.
The kitteh kitteh is looking beautiful these days, glowing and reminding me of a wedge of German chocolate cake with a wet nose every time I look at her. She likes it when her Poppa sits with her on the couch. Last night she was a little fireball, kept my legs hot all night long. When she cleans herself under the covers, her whiskers and fur tickle like mad. It's ridiculous, it's like sleeping with a hot, heavy, feathered potato.
Season III of The Walking Dead really rocks hard - they finally eased up
on the drama and got more story/action in the works. It is hard core!
Dang. There really isn't any letup any more, it's just run, fight,
kill, on and on. Me likey.
Me, I'm lucky. Got a good job to work at, a blessed cottage to live in, the most beautiful kitty cat in the world, the best sister ever, a great bicycle, and my dream M590A1. I live in California, and you can say what you want about it, but it is in many ways one of the freest places anywhere, ever. It lies at the far edge of World culture and civilization. Go any farther West and you get wet. Can't wait to live up North one day, deep in the mountains.
Of course, everything is not perfect in Egypt - I also have a fucking bladder infection that has required 2 separate fingers up my ass and 3 rounds of antibiotics to date. Ever had a 35-year old Asian woman stick her finger up your ass? One word: Mortification. "What did you feel?" "A BURNING SENSATION!"
Ordered 3 rain barrels the other day, got a good deal. Gonna daisy-chain them together under a single spout, probably raise them a foot or so and attach a hose for the lawn.
The current fantasy is an AimPro Tactical 185. Still waiting to get pricing from the website, they don't list any.
Well, it's another boring post from another boring Hippie Survivalist. Yeah, this ain't the best blog in the world, I know. But it gets around! God, shotguns, gear porn, the lovely kitteh, prophecies. Once in awhile I even have something worth saying. Hey, Happy Turkey Day!
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