Pure Capitalism

I just placed two inexpensive rifle scopes out for sale with a handwritten note, 'For sale, $20.00 each or two for $50.00.'

Sometimes you just place the bait and wait for the first tug - then set the hook.

I should be ashamed of myself...

Stephen

On the Road

She's on the cell to her mother when I hear, "I'll leave Thursday, early."  I flip the newspaper aside and throw a long look in her direction - one of those, 'Huh, what 'da heck did you just say,' kinda looks, like that...

Her mother, again. Bless her heart she's headed back to Atlanta, land of the democritter, for another examination. My lovely wife will drive. She leaves this morning. I packed her SUV. She has water, blankets, a nice first aid kit, tools, flashlight, maps (Remember maps?) and her Get Home Bag, and of course, personal protection. Hey, it's a long drive to Crittersville.

Here's the thing - she asked for a second handgun, and not just any handgun. She wanted a revolver. And, she wanted me to spread a lap quilt on our coffee table and explain, again, how to load the magazines and operate her little Ruger LCP. So I jog to the firearms safe and remove a little Smith & Wesson Ladysmith .38 (Model 60), a nice little handgun. I slipped five Plus P's inside.

Twenty minutes later she's comfortable with the Elsiepea. She's slapping those magazines home like a pro. Me, all proud of her and stuff....

Asked her, "When do you cease fire?"

"The moment the booger ceases to moan."

Good girl.

I explained the need of practical footwear, socks, and a heavy jacket or coat. I know....I do tend to get carried away with the prep stuff, but remember, she's my wife and I'm kinda attached and very fond of her, and let's not forget her elderly mother. The LadySmith is for Mom - the 'Ole Girl is good with a revolver.

Each of my girls will hump full boxes of ammunition. When asked why I threw in the spare ammo I just turned to her and said, "Hey, Zombies."

Be careful out there....

Stephen

For Your Listening Pleasure

Just a quick one here...

In my last post I mentioned my nighttime radio activities, how I enjoy shortwave....thought I post this link for your listening pleasure.

Primetime Shortwave. It's a very helpful guide and has most frequency listings. I always check the last update and print. This is a private endeavor so if you've the means and enjoy global shortwave broadcast and the QSL card collecting hobby - throw the man a bone.

Gotta run. The bell, she rings.

Stephen
 

Cat in the Lap

Still alive here. I'm on recess. Book and shortwave radio time. The old cat is in my lap and we're takin' life easy....

The taxes are finally finished, the plumber has completed his work and at a reasonable price, and the weather is once again cool and windy.

Life is good.

Now, if the dadgum preachers would get off the airwaves I'd be happy.

Later,

Stephen

Old Fire

In order to take a step back from the daily task of life I decided to fine tune my get home bag; thought I'd beat the mosquitoes and gnats and take advantage of our beautiful weather...two out of three isn't bad. Ever had a gnat build a nest inside your nose...

Anyhow...last week I found a stash of Vietnam era Hexamine fuel tabs, several bundles of the tubes to be exact, and a few Trioxane tabs. The Trioxane I'd dumped in a closet after a long ago camp trip and had flat forgotten the bag of hot stuff. Both these fuel tabs work well with the little stamped tin Esbit stoves.

Esbit stove, Germany.

I'd hate to depend on fuel tabs and Esbit stoves for all my on the road meals, but hey, it beats cold MRE's and coffee. The wee tabs will heat a cup of water for a nice mug of tea or hot chocolate. I've owned several Esbit stoves in my life. Most I lose. One I left on the banks of river when I packed in a hurry during a bad flood. They're cheap, buy two. In my humble opinion they fall under the category of a back-up to your main heat source.

A very old tube of Hexamine fuel tabs. 

Ragnar Benson had some very useful purposes for Hexamine tabs. The government ceased production probably for that very reason. I'll let you do the homework. I only have a few left, so no, I will not share.

Trioxane, package of, hot stuff.

Both fuel tabs burn clean and will burn the dickens out of your fingers if you hold the tab when you  set a match to it...light the fuel tablets on the ground or stove. I've even used my boot heel to slap out a slight trench and placed the tabs inside with cup atop.

Esbit stoves are sold on Ebay and arrive with a package of German brand fuel tabs, cheap.

Check those get home bags...if you lack an Esbit and fuel tabs they make a great addition and take very little space. The little Esbit is made of stamped metal and weights next to nothing. Just picture a cold wet night as you hunker down under the tarp...all those zombie democritters hot on your trail and the comfort a single fuel tab will provide.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Stephen

Plumbing

The thing is I need to climb into my handyman overalls, drive to Home Depot or Lowe's, and ask silly questions about parts I'm certain haven't seen dust on a shelf in years. Then I'll do a return trip and cuss and throw tools and after long consultation with the wife call a darn professional plumber. That's the crux of it. Yet, I shall try. Frugal is my middle name. But please allow me to yell this fact loud and clear....I hate home plumbing projects. I've yet to meet two pipes I've had the skill to wed without the joint ever so slowly bend in order to shed a tear of soft water.

The central single knob faucet of our tub shower combo leaks. Well, perhaps leaks is an understatement....the friggin sucker pours a stream of precious and very expensive water. We not only pay for the water but the disposal of water in the form of a city sewer tax based on usage. Liquid gold. And, I'm just stubborn enough to try and hunt down a repair kit and make an effort to replace those worn parts. If I screw the pooch the results could cost a thousand or so to repair. Three copper lines connect the back of this sucker. It's an older Delta.

Sweet Wife suggested we break the bank and purchase a newer model and then have the repair company install it. My manhood card took a hit....

We'll see. Hey, if you hear screams and a hard bump and several .45 shots from this direction....you'll know what just happened.

Stephen

Really

You should hear the birds sing. As my lovely wife likes to say, "They're singing their little hearts out." She's like that...seems we're to see temperatures in the low eighties today.

Earlier I checked my online business account, read a bit, then became so angry I slammed and broke a number two pencil on my desk. I'm sick and tired of the banks continued fee increases. The bank debits my account a floating fee for cash deposits. I've just discovered this fee doubled. I've had enough. Monday will find me with a new bank, probably a small credit union.

Trust me - you don't wanna screw with me today. I'm pissed. This has been an awful week.

Guess I should jerk another cup of coffee before I say something I'll regret.

See you guys later.

Stephen