Stephen
Autumn
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
New Sign
I just ordered for my shop....
Sometimes I can't help myself. I just love to tick off the liberals.
Stephen
Stephen
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
A Challenge
Watch this movie, if you haven't as yet.
Now, let's play a game. The two main characters are brothers. Chose the one with which you most relate, the actor that would most closely resemble you in an apocalyptic situation. Either the older or the younger.
Take your time. Let's see if you're truly a survivor. Then, let me know.
Stephen
Now, let's play a game. The two main characters are brothers. Chose the one with which you most relate, the actor that would most closely resemble you in an apocalyptic situation. Either the older or the younger.
Take your time. Let's see if you're truly a survivor. Then, let me know.
Stephen
Under For A Spell
Late Sunday night I began to feel awful. Some kind of bug. I've been under for a while and am now back at work. Sorry for the quiet spell. I'll get around to all the blogs sometime today. Just an FYI.
Stephen
Stephen
John Roye, Repost
It's the smell, or is the feel, perhaps it's the comfort of leather that turns me on, not plastic.
I own thirty or forty holsters made of leather; vintage and new. I've worn a leather holster for most of my life and changed them, depending on the model of handgun which holds my fancy, more times than I care to remember. My former love was a Galco small-of-the-back unit without a retention strap for my Glock. Now, it's a John Roye model.
I own many handguns but for some reason or the other I just didn't own a holster for each model, probably just laziness on my part, until a friend of mine made a custom job for another friend.
It was a pure work of art.
So, I commissioned my friend, John Roye, for the use of his skills and ordered custom pieces for each of my holster-less handguns.
He made each holster of fine grained cow-hide with linings of pigskin, soft as a baby's bottom. The lining gently accepts the firearm without marring its finish. John makes them to your specifications; for instance I distaste retention straps. When I present my gun any restrictions whatsoever will throw off my aim, but more importantly, my timing. Seconds count in a fight.
I'm not into fancy leather work, embellishments and curlicues and other such silliness on my holsters - like 'em plain with just a touch of class. I want a holster which holds my weapon high, not slung low like some 1950's western actor. John Roye came through for me.
Here's my Smith model 19-3 in .357 snug in it's bed, a custom piece by John Roye.
This beauty holds my Beretta 92FS.
My Taurus .45 ready for a belt ride.
Sorry for the blurry image; John's stamped brand.
It's important to note I receive no endorsements or deals from John Roye Holster Works. I'm doing this as a friend, and as a service to my readers. As a matter of fact when he reads this note (he isn't aware I'm writing this) he'll probably charge me a higher price for my current order.
If you'd like to contact John Roye Holster Works send me an email, with your contact information, to emitt1@comcast.net. and I'll forward it to him. Please keep in mind John has a full time job to pay his bills. His leather work is his hobby, so please, no rush orders. Trust me, it's worth the wait. His fees are well within the working man and woman's budget. Enjoy.
Stephen
I own thirty or forty holsters made of leather; vintage and new. I've worn a leather holster for most of my life and changed them, depending on the model of handgun which holds my fancy, more times than I care to remember. My former love was a Galco small-of-the-back unit without a retention strap for my Glock. Now, it's a John Roye model.
I own many handguns but for some reason or the other I just didn't own a holster for each model, probably just laziness on my part, until a friend of mine made a custom job for another friend.
It was a pure work of art.
So, I commissioned my friend, John Roye, for the use of his skills and ordered custom pieces for each of my holster-less handguns.
He made each holster of fine grained cow-hide with linings of pigskin, soft as a baby's bottom. The lining gently accepts the firearm without marring its finish. John makes them to your specifications; for instance I distaste retention straps. When I present my gun any restrictions whatsoever will throw off my aim, but more importantly, my timing. Seconds count in a fight.
I'm not into fancy leather work, embellishments and curlicues and other such silliness on my holsters - like 'em plain with just a touch of class. I want a holster which holds my weapon high, not slung low like some 1950's western actor. John Roye came through for me.
This beauty holds my Beretta 92FS.
It's important to note I receive no endorsements or deals from John Roye Holster Works. I'm doing this as a friend, and as a service to my readers. As a matter of fact when he reads this note (he isn't aware I'm writing this) he'll probably charge me a higher price for my current order.
If you'd like to contact John Roye Holster Works send me an email, with your contact information, to emitt1@comcast.net. and I'll forward it to him. Please keep in mind John has a full time job to pay his bills. His leather work is his hobby, so please, no rush orders. Trust me, it's worth the wait. His fees are well within the working man and woman's budget. Enjoy.
Stephen
Sunday, December 11, 2011
A Christmas Weekend, By Little Bit
Sorry I haven't posted in a few hours but we've had a busy weekend. Good news too, Sweet Wife and I closed early last evening on our refinance. Now, we can enjoy our Christmas.
Little Bit was able to join us yesterday and last evening. She just left with Dad and Mom for a birthday party and just before she walked out the door gave me instructions for this post. She also told me, in no uncertain words, which pictures to use and what she wanted me to say to you from her. I said, yes dear...I always follow instructions.
I finally found the best tree. Then Papa said no 'cause it was too big so I let Papa pick the tree after I approved of his choice. (Note, the photo is dim as it was dark under the tent.)
Then Papa and Nana took me to an early dinner. I was hungry, and guess what, Papa found a drink (soda) he really liked...he enjoyed it so much he drank two. (Thanks for the tip, Kitchen Witch.) Here's a picture of it.
Then we went home to Papa and Nana's house and I showed them how to decorate the trees after Papa climbed into the attic and I helped him (she really did help) remove all of our big boxes of Christmas stuff. I know better than them how the ornaments should be placed on the tree. Nana puts up two trees. She puts a plastic (her word) one in the piano room (her description of the living room), and the real tree (Frasure Fir) in the family room....Nana's weird. (me)
Here are the ornaments I hung. Papa and Nana have so many of them we can't hang them all 'cause the tree isn't big enough. (it's seven feet, and she's correct.) Some of their stuff is really old. (a few, 1930's and a few handmade by my mother prior to her death) Me, I'll show you a couple here in a minute.
Like this one. Now, I'm just gonna slap up a few pictures. Little Bit didn't give further instructions. Besides, I just can't remember all of them.
Living room tree by Little Bit and Nana.
Fireplace in living room, we have two and they insist on decorating both, by Nana and Little Bit.
Piano by Little Bit, yes, all by herself. Nana did adjust some minor details.
Another of my old ornaments.
It was a very long day. We began mid-day and didn't finish phase one (hear my screams) until well after dark. We did have fun. Little Bit smiled all day. Please forgive my awful photography.
Dark when this was taken, it isn't finished but you get the idea. This is the Fir in our family room, the bright lights are the older bubble lights and yes, they work.
Little Bit left me with one more thing to say - she loves you.
Stephen
Little Bit was able to join us yesterday and last evening. She just left with Dad and Mom for a birthday party and just before she walked out the door gave me instructions for this post. She also told me, in no uncertain words, which pictures to use and what she wanted me to say to you from her. I said, yes dear...I always follow instructions.
(From Little Bit)
I told Nana and Papa it was time to decorate their home for Christmas and I made them take me with them to the Christmas tree farm for a real live tree, the kind that smells real good. When we arrived I ran all over the place under this huge white tent and inspected each tree. Papa really tired to keep up with me (her words verbatim) but he's too old and can't run as fast as me. (She then said something like, huh Papa. Smart Alic.)
I finally found the best tree. Then Papa said no 'cause it was too big so I let Papa pick the tree after I approved of his choice. (Note, the photo is dim as it was dark under the tent.)
Then Papa and Nana took me to an early dinner. I was hungry, and guess what, Papa found a drink (soda) he really liked...he enjoyed it so much he drank two. (Thanks for the tip, Kitchen Witch.) Here's a picture of it.
Then we went home to Papa and Nana's house and I showed them how to decorate the trees after Papa climbed into the attic and I helped him (she really did help) remove all of our big boxes of Christmas stuff. I know better than them how the ornaments should be placed on the tree. Nana puts up two trees. She puts a plastic (her word) one in the piano room (her description of the living room), and the real tree (Frasure Fir) in the family room....Nana's weird. (me)
It was a very long day. We began mid-day and didn't finish phase one (hear my screams) until well after dark. We did have fun. Little Bit smiled all day. Please forgive my awful photography.
Little Bit left me with one more thing to say - she loves you.
Stephen
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Buy A Gun For Christmas
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