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Thanks Woods

Me and Jarrid hunted that coyote again last night. After it got too dark we went to my folks backyard firepit, and kicked back for an hour or so.

Around 9:30 pm, as we were talking we heard a rustle in the thick brush that was off to the side of us. It was pitch black out, so I picked up the maglight and panned the thicket. That was when I saw the bastards two glowing eyes. He was only 15 yards away!

I have Jarrid hold the maglight, as I turn around to retreive my AR-15. When I brought the sights up, the varmint was gone. So I followed after him, down a side trail around the brush. But I heard him take off, and dissappear.

We’re trying again tonight. We’ll get this dirty dog.

You guys ever play that Tom Clancy game Splinter Cell? Great game. But there’s these sentry gun turrets that are sensative to your heat, and fire when you are within range.

These guys actually made one, using an airsoft gun. Pretty interesting. Make sure to see the video that they link to near the end.

HT: The Tattler

Lately a good fer nothin’ coyote has been creeping around my folks house. They have these 3 little weiner dogs, and the coyote has been eyeballing them for quite some time.

Thursday night, he came over to the yard and got in a scrap, with the Marshal, over a dead rabbit. The Marshal ran him off, but he took some nasty gashes in his front legs. He’s healing up fine, he has just been favoring that front leg for the past couple days.

So saturday night, my brother in law, Jarrid and I hear the coyote yippin in the woods just across our street. We lock ‘n’ load, and head out that way. Only thing is… it’s too dark to see anything. But he was close, from the sound of it. We tried using the dead rabbit that Marshal Dillon had won as bait on the side of the road. We also had my rig’s headlights and a floodlamp handy. We were hoping he’d venture out of the brush for it, while I laid on the call. No luck.

Sunday evening just before dusk, I manage to shoot a rabbit in the folks yard using the .223 with JHP’s. Very messy. As I climbed into the brush to retreive the varmint, I managed to get guts from a branch to behind my ear. Nice and warm too. Then we headed out to the woods to set a trap. Using the rabbit carcas and a stick, we set it up in a clearing so the rabbit appeared to be sticking it’s head above a rock.

Then Jarrid and I hunkered low in the high brush, and waited. No sign after sitting still for 45 minutes. So we head back to the house while thinkin of cage traps. This sucker needs to die.

It has been brought to my attention by two different people, one who knew him personally, that Ron Carr has committed suicide through drug overdose. His obituary appeared in the Kalispell, MT newspaper.

Guess what guys. The wifey is pregnant.

We just found out the other night, from the little magical stick. Now I get to raise a good, little, all-American, milita man.

Ah yes… when yahoo’s spawn… It’s a beautiful thing.

Some of you may recall ‘The Incident‘ back in May of this year. We exchanged words with an aggresive driver and he ended up sticking a gun barrel in our faces. Good times.

Ronald Carr is the mans name. So ol’ Ronald has some nerve as he plays off that he can barely walk, when all the police show. Puts on a real good show, about how we were violent attackers and he was afraid for his life.

The first trail comes along about a month ago from now. My old man shows up pretty confident that the court will see us as the good guys. Wrong. Apparently ol’ Ronald is a snake in the grass. He claims that he was traumatized by the event, that he lost sleep and had to go to a psychiatrist. And that he’s just a poor ol’ disabled veteran, who was unjustly ‘assualted’ in the parking lot. The whole court is buying it, and things aren’t lookin to good for my old man.

How in tarnation can this guy pull this crap off??? He pulled the gun. He was the aggressive driver who cussed us out. This is completely bass-ackwards.

So now a real court date is set. Like a clown, my old man forgets to go. So they had to reschedule another.

And the last thing that Mr. Ronald Carr expected was for my old man to walk into court with a $150 an hour lawyer, and a profile on Ronald Carr that my old man got from hiring a private eye. This is when things changed for the good. Turns out our snake in the grass has a record of malicious lawsuits against people. And after a compilition is made of all the witness reports, there were more negative reports against Ronald then there were against my old man.

So the court threw the case out. Ol’ Ronald was shakin in his boots, and everyone found out his dirty little secret of trying to sue anyone and everyone.

So now we’re holding on to the file on this guy, and it has some very useful information in it. You guys really don’t know what temptation is, until you have his home address sitting right in front of you.

Maybe we’ll use it for evil purposes… like a malicious midnight TP session. hah. That’ll learn him!

The average age of the military man is 19 years. He is a short haired, tight-muscled kid who, under normal circumstances is considered by society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry behind the ears, not old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his country. He never really cared much for work and he would rather wax his own car than wash his father’s; but he has never collected unemployment either.

He’s a recent High School graduate; he was probably an average student, pursued some form of sport activities, drives a ten year old jalopy, and has a steady girlfriend that either broke up with him when he left, or swears to be waiting when he returns from half a world away. He listens to rock and roll or hip-hop or rap or jazz or swing and 155mm howitzer. He is 10 or 15 pounds lighter now than when he was at home because he is working or fighting from before dawn to well after dusk. Read the rest of this entry »

Okay, “the internets” is back up to full status. Man, I’ve been to busy lately. Building themes for a couple different folks, as well as re-vamping another site of my own. Sorry to leave you guys hanging. I haven’t responded to a few of the comments, I know.

Lets see…

1) I got a follow up story on that guy who pulled the gun on us in the Office Max parking lot.

2) I also have an idea on what I can do with the Canyonero. It’s my ‘86 F-150 that I used to drive.

I should be posting on at least one of these tomarrow evening. Stay Tuned!

Somethings wrong with Adelphia. I haven’t even been able to get on since friday. Save for a few short windows of opportunity. I should call and complain. Maybe I’ll get a discount on my bill. I’ve been tryin to work on websites, and I can’t even upload one dang file.

Does anyone remember this guy?

Maybe you remember way back in November, he killed 6 hunters while he trespassed on their property.

Well… Now he’s been charged, and sentenced to life. Too bad they don’t have capitol punishment out there.

You need to read this excellent article about how the crap going on in New Orleans is completely man made.

It took four long days for state and federal officials to figure out how to deal with the disaster in New Orleans. I can’t blame them, because it also took me four long days to figure out what was going on there. The reason is that the events there make no sense if you think that we are confronting a natural disaster.

If this is just a natural disaster, the response for public officials is obvious: you bring in food, water, and doctors; you send transportation to evacuate refugees to temporary shelters; you send engineers to stop the flooding and rebuild the city’s infrastructure. For journalists, natural disasters also have a familiar pattern: the heroism of ordinary people pulling together to survive; the hard work and dedication of doctors, nurses, and rescue workers; the steps being taken to clean up and rebuild.

Public officials did not expect that the first thing they would have to do is to send thousands of armed troops in armored vehicle, as if they are suppressing an enemy insurgency. And journalists—myself included—did not expect that the story would not be about rain, wind, and flooding, but about rape, murder, and looting.

But this is not a natural disaster. It is a man-made disaster.

The man-made disaster is not an inadequate or incompetent response by federal relief agencies, and it was not directly caused by Hurricane Katrina. This is where just about every newspaper and television channel has gotten the story wrong.

The man-made disaster we are now witnessing in New Orleans did not happen over four days last week. It happened over the past four decades. Hurricane Katrina merely exposed it to public view.

The man-made disaster is the welfare state.

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