Bits & Pieces

Try this; pick any person over the age of forty, then casually spark a conversation. Somewhere within the talk say, "Hey, hasn't this year really gone by fast..." Wait a second or two. As a matter of fact mentally tick off the seconds.

I bet you a dollar to a donut the person will reply, wait for it, "Yes, and the older you get the faster time flies."

Never fails. I pull this off several times a day. Last count my very none scientific research revealed nine out of ten hoople-heads responded as above. It's just fun.

My son asked me why time seemed to move so very fast in ones life the older we become. Now, this is just my theory but I believe as young people, children, we are always anticipating, waiting for tomorrow. Ask any child how they feel about marking off the calendar for Christmas. This morning Little Bit said, "Papa, it's like a million gazillion years until Christmas." Children and young people wait; time moves at a snail's pace.

Now we're old. We have set routines; we rise at the same time each morning. We move through the same morning chores. We drive the same old weary route to work. We leave for home and spend the evenings much as we've done for the last twenty to sixty years.

We reflect. We think of our now long faded youth. If we indeed look forward it's to plan for our deaths.

Time flies....

Just finished writing checks for my mid-mouth bills.

Why not just take a six-penny nail and have it slammed up my rear end with a sledge hammer....it's just about as much fun.


Little Bit loves the market. We favor a local Publix here in River City. My grocery bills are atrocious. Anyhow, Little Bit has become quite adept at helping Papa shop for food.

She will not allow me, unless she needs to 'look' at some favored candy on isle eight, to touch the basket. She knows the store from top to bottom. Want sea salt, she'll take you to the salt's hiding place. Need chips, no problem, she'll say, "Just follow me, Papa."

Yesterday, I jerked a bag and began to fill it with fresh green beans. Little Bit steps in and said, "Papa, I don't like that one," reached inside the bag and removed the victim, "It's ugly."  Like that.

 Above, she directs me to her selections. Notice she grips the cart.

Her 'follow me' look thrown my way.

Yesterday, she selects the milk.

She's thinking...notice the shopping bags, those 'green' things. We had to buy two 'holiday' totes too. She said they were pretty.

She's my buddy.

Hey, I need to get back at it. My sinuses are giving me fits today. Little sleep last night and a sore throat today. Oh well, such is life. You guys have a good one.

Later.

Stephen

I Promise

I will try and write in the morning. I'm just so slammed at work; 'tis the season you know, and my time is limited. I had to close for a couple of hours this afternoon when my DIL called and asked if I could run pick up my Little Bit from school. She has a bad habit of catching me at the most awkward times. I'm sure she isn't aware how much money it costs me when I shut down my business. At least I had some extra quality time with my grandchild.

I'll be back.

Stephen

New Sign, Part Two

Since my good friend, Duke got his panties in a bunch and confused about my intent, I've changed my mind and instead ordered this sign. Guess it's his time of the month.

This should clear any confusion.

Now, please allow me to get back to work.

Thanks.

Stephen

New Sign

I just ordered for my shop....

Sometimes I can't help myself. I just love to tick off the liberals.

Stephen

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

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

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