Saturday, June 22, 2013

Slight Vacation Post

Oh yes, I do so love my home state of Idaho.  Jihawg Ammo, made just up the road from my little slice of heaven.

I'm going to have to get some.  And a shirt.  Now my ammo can come in hollowpoint, FMJ, and Porky Goodness!


Dave's not-a-post V

Sill away from the computer.  More for the guys.  NSFW, of course.

Friday, June 21, 2013

Y'know, that's a good point

I just read a comment that asks "Why isn't this immigration amnesty-or-bust bill being shoved down out throats considered an ex post facto law?"

I mean, isn't it making the illegal acts of the past (the violation of various State and Federal laws regarding immigration and registration) no longer illegal and forgiving those who violated those laws, even though they KNEW they were violating the law when they committed the act(s)?

It isn't simply changing the laws, it is making those who are criminals into non-criminals long after the illegal act(s), and that is a specific violation of the Constitution (Article I, Section 9) (and the Founders thought such nonsense was important enough to ban the possibility to both the Federal Government (Article 9) AND the various States (Article 10), long before the passage of the 14th Amendment's "incorporation" clause).

So we have the Senate writing a law that is prima facie unconstitutional. And anything - and I DO mean "anything" - put out by the House will get sucked into committee, and come out as amnesty anyways. Barky will sign it, of course, with lots of people-of-color standing behind him to use as media fodder ("Who could possibly be against a law that helps all these guaranteed Democrat voters, I mean, poor struggling immigrants?"), John Roberts will find some way to call it a tax, and the deck chairs will look much nicer arranged this way, don't you think?

That's okay, Chelsea, we wouldn't have wanted your mom around, either

From the "Yes, she really IS that stupid" department, I bring you the scioness of the only President impeached for lying about a sexual assault on a subordinate.

"I wish my maternal grandmother had been aborted as a fetus."

And poor, self-absorbed Chelsea never quite realizes the historical changes inherent with the direct line of "begats" consequential to that comment.

Or mayhap she thinks of herself as such a SPECIAL little snowflake that History (excuse me, HERstory) would have corrected itself in time to produce her. Inevitable Forces of Destiny, donchaknow?

Dave's not-a-post IV

More Hampton, with "Airmail Special"

Thursday, June 20, 2013

Dave's not-a-post III

I had this song stuck in my head for months when I first heard it.  It must makes you want to get up and move:  Lionel Hampton, Flying Home.

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

I give up

There is a joke once alluded to on the old NBC show "The West Wing":

Pythagorean theorem: 24 words
The Lord's prayer: 66 words 
Archimedes' Principle: 67 words
The 10 Commandments: 179 words
The Gettysburg address: 286 words 
The Declaration of Independence: 1,300 words

The US Government regulations on the sale of cabbage: 26,911 words

I am not entirely certain how accurate those numbers are, but I found mention of this earlier today.

I managed to track down an online word-counter, and it reports that the freakin' RECIPE for "COOKIES, OATMEAL; AND BROWNIES; COCOLATE [sic] COVERED", fercrissake, is 13,112 words.

Check for yourself. The counter is  and the text of the recipe is in pdf format here: 

Ten times longer than the contract that has kept a few hundred million of us free and prosperous.

And please remember that every cook and baker in the military - Army, Navy, Marines, Air Force and Coast Guard - will be required to have this recipe on file somewhere. And likely be reprimanded for failing to have it, or worse if they get caught using a simple 3"x5" file card (which is where MY brownie recipe is written down, in case it matters).

This is not the problem. This is a symptom.

Dave's not-a-post II

Things what make me want to go fishing.


Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Dave's not-a-post I

Going on vacation.  Spending lots of time away from my computer.  So instead of actual content, please enjoy this musical post below:

Sunday, June 16, 2013

My measurement

If, when I die, I can say that I was half the man my father was, I would still count myself a great man among men.