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Yes, I've started to learn Madarin. It means three times ten plus eight year(s), and that's my age as of today.
Labels: life
English comments from a German engineer.
Yes, I've started to learn Madarin. It means three times ten plus eight year(s), and that's my age as of today.
Labels: life
Or: about the unnecessity of shooting standing
Eight years ago I spent the night in front of my TV, watching CNN and other news channels. I had spent the day with fellow reservists. The news hit us on the way to a training and at first I thought, yeah, Cessna maybe, accident. Then I thought that someone had read too many Clancys. When I returned I had counted my ammo, 750 rounds, IIRC.
As mentioned in my last post, finding the correct lunitidal interval for the closest coastal city was a bit difficult. I'll spare you all the dead ends I found during searches.
When I discovered a crack in the body of my trusty old DW-6600 there was only one solution: off to Casio's homepage a select a successor.
One argument for stricter gun-laws or an all-out gun-ban is 'your guns are threatening me!' 'Yeah, you have a right to own guns but your exercising that right threathens my right to physical integrity!'
Last night, around 0230, I finished Larry Correia's Monster Hunter International (MHI).
Ted Kennedy, known among gun nuts as 'the man whose car has killed more people than my guns', has died.
Labels: in the news, politics
I finished Stephen Hunter's Point Of Impact last Friday, around 0130. Though it has ~200 pages more than The Moon Is A Harsh Mistress it just took me four days to absorb the book. It would've taken less hadn't my panda kept me from reading. ;-)
orIt was a Remington 700 bolt action, lovingly purchased by the Marine Marksmanship Team and presented to him as a retirement gift when he'd been invalided out of the Corps in 1975. It had a heavy varmint barrel which almost neutralized vibration when he fired, though Bob had since replaced the original barrel with a stainless steel one from Hart, which he'd then finished with Teflon so the whole piece had the appearance of old pewter. The barrel, action and even the screws were bedded in Devcon aluminum into a black fiberglass and Kevlar stock. The screws were torqued through aluminum pillars, tightened to sixty pounds. The rifle was purely ugly. It was a .308 Winchester, and one of Bob's own handloads now rested in the chamber.
Off to one side stood a reloading bench, with a single-stage Rock Chucker for his rifle reloads and a Dillon for his .45's, and stacked along the wall, neatly and fastidiously, were his many dies.or
The smell of Shooter's Choice bore solvent hung in the air like a vapor. A single light illuminated the darkness, and if he wasn't shooting or sleeping he was reading Guns & Ammo or Shooting Times or The American Rifleman or Accuracy Shooting or The Shotgun News or Rifle.or
He slipped a cocked and locked Series '70 Colt .45 out of a drawer...It's the fictitious newspaper articles that make me think Hell, yeah!
The grudge does not make him special; only the .38 caliber rifle does.Typo! was my first thought. But no, it's not a typo. Newspapers are that dumb. Just as...
Who needs a long-range assault rifle capable of shooting a man dead at over 400 yards? ... Congress should act immediately to ban telescopic-powered long-range multi-shot assault rifles....is what "journalists" would indeed write.
"...Your anger at not becoming a big hero like--do I have the name right?--Carl Hathco--"
"Hitchcock. Carl Hitchcock."
Or the first name of the evil sniper, which I won't mention, it would be a spoiler. But those into guns and 2A will get it.
If you're into pro 2A books featuring action and guns, Hunter's Point Of Impact is a MUST for you! If you aren't into guns or against guns, don't bother, you wouldn't understand anyway. The book would be wasted on you...

Labels: books
Panda mentioned investing in natural resources funds and reminded me of an article in an old book I got when I was a kid. It was issued by Bertelsmann, celebrating their 150th anniversary. For me it used to be kind of a Junior Woodchucks Guidebook. Anyway, on p. 143 there's a table featuring known reserves of resources and expected time spans until they'll run out. According to this table (assuming average growth) we should've run out of...Interesting, isn't it?
But relax, fellow shooters! Aluminum for cases and iron for bullets should last another seven and 69 years respectively. And coal for black powder another 87.
Look, what the postman brought! A nice selection: there's military history, action thrillers, a travelogue, and good, classic music.I used to be a strong supporter of the conscript army and during the last years had some heated discussions with Oleg about it. He had a few arguments against Compulsory Service of any kind, e.g. likening it to slavery, but the ONE argument that got my mind ticking was a simple yes-no question:
"Is a country which cannot find enough volunteers for its defense worth being defended at all?"Oleg didn't even talk about possible consequences should the answer be yes or no...