T.V. show reviews

I don’t have a T.V. in my Seattle area bunker so the only shows I watch are DVD sci-fi stuff with James (we just started the third season of Farscape).

With Barb I watch DVDs/on-line stuff like:

  • Bones She is extremely smart, likes guns, and is hyper-rational–where was Temperance when I was a freshman in college and looking for a mate?
  • Columbo He’s like a puppy dog wagging his tail and digging holes in the yard–but what the murders don’t know is that he’s placing land mines (from the episode “How to Dial a Murder”).
  • Medium Just accept the premise and enjoy the show.

Barb and I might have to add Swingtown to our list of things to watch while in bed (together).

The following review came to me from someone who picked it up from a email list they subscribe to. This was in response to a comment where someone said they had never been to a party that they didn’t know what was going on before they arrived.

I thought it did a pretty fair job of portraying reality without being hostile to swingers. The biggest thing I noticed was that, as with nearly all Hollywood, the time scale was sped up dramatically. From the time a newbie couple was told by people they had just met they were swingers until they decided to participate there would be a lot more time and talking involved rather than just a few glances and walking off to the back bedroom with the experienced couple.

I do know of a case where a couple had monthly parties and the next door neighbors asked why they were never invited. The hosting couple told them to just show up next time–without telling them the nature of the party. The neighbors did show up, figured things out after a half hour or so and left–never to ask about attending again. So, I know it does happen.

The bottom line is I think the writers know a lot about swinging. I think they either have been involved or did a lot of research with people who are or have been involved. I think in order to make the show interesting they will, of necessity, have to introduce stress of some sort into the characters and situations. In the pilot they introduced characters who will enable them to do that. The reality of swinging is not the utopia we would like it to be (neither is monogamy or anything else). The writers of the show will have to exaggerate reality some and create conflicts to make things interesting. I believe it’s possible they can do this without making swingers out to be immoral perverts and I think they have made a good first step toward that goal. I’m looking forward to the next episode.

Where in the world

I was invited to speak at the Boeing Rifle and Pistol Club tonight. This will be something like the fifth time. Tonight I will be talking about the NRA Convention and the Second Amendment Blogger Bash.

My notes for the presentation:

  • Huge, fancy, gun show
  • Nearly 70K people
  • Media credentials for bloggers
  • Second Amendment blogger bash
    • Bitch girls
    • Snowflakes in Hell
    • Say Uncle
    • Michael Bane
    • Smallest Minority
    • Books, Bikes, Boomsticks (broomsticks)
    • Squeaky Wheel Seeks Grease
    • Call me Ahab
    • Sharp as a Marble
    • Third Power (Days of our Trailer)
    • Traction Control 
    • The Ten Ring (Denise and Bill)
    • 40 in all
  • Sessions
    • Legal
    • Activists
      • Its not the critic that counts
      • In their own words
      • They don’t fear me they fear you–Chris Cox
      • You have the final say–Wayne LaPierre
  • Blogger activities
    • Happy hour with Bane
    • Todd Jarrett
    • Publisher of Soldier of Fortune
    • Eyeblast.TV
    • Talk until dawn
  • Celebrities
    • McCain
    • Mitt Romney
    • David Hardy
    • Ollie North
    • Ted Nugent
    • Cam Edwards
    • Glenn Beck
      • It comes down to Larry, Moe, Curly?
      • The Democrats sold their soul to Karl Marx.
      • We like lawyers, crooks and crack dealers better than Washington.
      • Before I pay over 10 for a gallon of gas I will drill through a polar bears head.  —– I would feel bad but I would do it.

My leg did not explode

I injured my leg at Boomershoot which was over three weeks ago. It didn’t hurt that much at the time but it started swelling a few days later. While in Louisville I did a lot of standing and walking. And Thursday through Sunday nights I got four, three, four, and five hours of sleep. By Sunday afternoon my leg was swollen up tight as a balloon. I went back to the motel and laid on the floor with my feet on the bed to reduce the pressure.

Today I called the doctor shortly after my plane landed and made an appointment. She looked at it and sent me to get a Doppler study done. There are no clots and the blood flow from my groin to my ankle is just fine. They found a hematoma just below the knee which is the problem. I’m to elevate the leg more, apply heat and compression for a few days and see if that helps.

I’m pretty comfortable right now except I’m still short on sleep. Thanks to everybody for asking how I’m doing.

A girls best friend

Trying to get the woman in your life interested in guns? Maybe this will get her attention. It’s very pretty and shiny:

1193 Mounted stones, 90 Carats, Estimated Value: $360,950.

Wife Barbara doesn’t wear jewelry so I can’t imagine she would like all those stones but I think daughters Kim and Xenia would each like one (hint to their husband and boyfriend–you would get on my “good side” with a gift like this).

We must not be the parents

I think she must have been swapped at birth with someone else’s child.

Barb and I wouldn’t have a child that received her lowest grade in math! We meet each other in algebra class and each took four years of math in high school followed by I can’t remember how many math classes in college.

I suppose we have to keep her now.

Update: This just in–a picture of Xenia and I are in this article about an Ohio dad jailed after daughter fails to get GED. We are the picture on the far right of the row of pictures.

Daughter banter

After our second child, Kim, was born I figured that was enough. One boy, one girl. Isn’t that enough? Barb wasn’t convinced and ultimately convinced me another child was a good idea. “We’re both smart”, she said. “And we make enough money to raise and educate our children well. Think of it as our gift to the world.” What can you say to something like that?

So Xenia is our gift to the world. A few days after Xenia was born I got a vasectomy and a number of years after that Barb had a hysterectomy. Xenia was our last gift of that type to the world.

The other day Xenia told Krystal (some random person Xenia knows) that our youngest child was our gift to the world.

Krystal: “What’s the return policy?”

Kim: “You can’t return clearance items.”

Xenia: “It was a closeout sale on Mom’s uterus. Everything must go.”

Global warming is prevent me from going home

Son James and I tried to go to Moscow, Idaho last night. It was snowing in the Seattle area and eastbound Snoqualmie pass was closed due to car accidents cause by slick roads. We looked at the pass reports and Stevens pass looked good. Assuming light traffic and good roads it’s an hour longer but at least it wasn’t closed and the road was bare. Maybe we could drive faster than the storm and make it to the pass before the storm did.

We took off and the traffic in the Seattle area was heavy and it became stop and go as we neared Monroe. By the time we got to within about 10 miles of Stevens pass the road had a couple inches of snow and was very, very slick. Stop and go traffic on a incline halted our progress and we had to turn around and come back into the Seattle area. We are going to try again today. The backyard of my bunker has snow on the ground this morning. Mid-April snow at less that 500 feet above sea level in the Seattle area? There can only be one explanation: Al Gore was right, it has to be Global Warming Climate Change.


Just north of Kirkland.


Just north of Woodinville.

Update: We made it home via Snoqualmie Pass without incident, arriving about 12:20 PM. The above post was written, but I was unable to post it, about 6:45 AM.

Quote of the day–James Huffman-Scott

Drugs are bad. M’k?

James Huffman-Scott
April 18, 2008
[This was after I had a minor medical procedure, was not allowed to drive for 12 hours because of the drugs they gave me, and could not remember certain things later in the day. I thought I was feeling fairly well at the time. I can remember things that happened before the incident. I can remember things that happened just after the incident. But I cannot remember the event in question.–Joe]

Sex for resources

It’s not prostitution. It’s nuptial gifts.

We are just animals with a more developed brain. The low level wiring isn’t all that much different.

Just like penguins and other primates, people trade sex for resources:

Female penguins mate with males who bring them pebbles to build egg nests. Hummingbirds mate to gain access to the most productive flowers guarded by larger males.

New research shows that even affluent college students who don’t need resources will still attempt to trade sexual currency for provisions, said Daniel Kruger, research scientist at the University of Michigan School of Public Health.

The exchange of resources for sex—referred to by scientists as nuptial gifts—has occurred throughout history in many species, including humans, Kruger said. The male of the species offers protection and resources to the female and offspring in exchange for reproductive rights. For example, an arranged marriage can be considered a contract to trade resources.

However, the recent findings suggest that such behaviors are hard wired, and persist no matter how much wealth, resources or security that people obtain.

“It’s remarkable to find these patterns in the students in the study,” Kruger said. “We have seen many examples where people do this out of necessity, but we still see these tendencies in people who are already well provided for.”

I think Barb said she wanted some chores done around the house. Would that be considered an exchange of services?

Facts? We don’t need no stinking facts!

Via John, Xenia’s boyfriend in Iraq I received a link to this site. [Side note, it is John’s birthday tomorrow and he is in Iraq away from his family and girlfriend working to keep us safe.]

It was like stepping through the looking glass into a fact free zone. Here are some examples:

The National Rifle Association in the United States of America has very few female members, but those that are members claim that guns empower them, protect them and give them more freedom in a country marked by the highest crime rate in the world.

“Very few”? I’ll agree it’s a minority but won’t spend the effort on slapping them down other than to point out the NRA has had two women presidents, Sandra Froman and Marion Hammer and Tany Metaksa was the NRA’s top lobbyist for a while.

Highest crime rate in the world? Not even close. Even England and Wales have higher crime rates than the US.

Actually much of the effort has been to keep guns and weapons that are considered “too dangerous” off the streets. Things like rocket launchers, grenades and other items usable by terrorists. Besides, who carries a grenade or an automatic sub-machinegun like a Mac 10 around for self-defense?

Shall we talk about handgun bans in Chicago, Washington D.C. (about to be thrown out), and San Francisco (thrown out)?

I have NEVER heard of any laws trying to prohibit shotguns, which is primarily a weapon for hunting deer, elk, bears.

Apparently they have never heard of NFA ’34. And I’ve never heard of a shotgun being considered appropriate for elk.

Magazine clips that contain 10 bullets are more useful to people who carry automatic weapons (which are illegal in most states). You just hold down the trigger and the handgun keeps firing, a bit like a machine gun, which means the criminal in question has the ability to fire many rounds at a police officer quickly and easily, and is more likely to hit the target as a result. Thanks to the 10 bullet limit the person runs out of bullets a lot faster. Since that law has been in place officers in many American states have seen a dramatic drop in the death of police officers due to automatic weapons.

Ignoring the ignorance of saying “magazine clips”… The full auto versus semi-auto game has been played many times with the semi-auto shooter getting more bullets on target than the full-auto in nearly all circumstances. The last sentence is total fabrication. The DOJ study found no such benefits to the “Assault Weapon Ban”.

The following is in regard the 10 round restriction for guns designed for full capacity magazines:

Those changes were only less reliable for people using automatic weapons. The new magazines were designed specifically to jam up frequently when used in an automatic gun.

Wow! This person is in total la-la land. There is no need to continue further until they start taking their Thorazine again.

Thanks John. Thanks for everything.

That’s more like it

This is more like what I expect from Xenia.

“This makes ten” refers to the tenth bone she has broken in her life. It’s not entirely obvious from the post.

She can do better

Lame.

Xenia, I know you can do better than that. 2007 was better and so was 2006.

I’ll only do this once

I’ve been thinking about this for a long time and Sunday while waiting for the ferry to cross over to the island to visit Mr. Completely and Keewee I made my decision. The event that confirmed everything was the dog sniffing for explosives around the vehicles waiting for the ferry:

There were two things that really struck me about this. 1) The dog didn’t take any particular interest in my car even though I had been making explosives and driving that car just a week earlier. No special precautions on cleanliness and the dog didn’t hit on us. I also had several hundred rounds of ammunition in the trunk. Therefore the dog and all the WSP officers standing around are just more Security Theater. 2) Why isn’t this considered an illegal search? We were on public roads doing nothing suspicious and we get searched.

After a few minutes of thought I realized the game I had been playing was over. For years I have pushing for restoring our freedom and yet we have suffered more and more infringements. There is always some “justification” for the infringement. Before 9-11 it was because of crime and recreational drug use. Now it’s the threat of terrorism. Nearly all of the infringements are mere theater in regards to addressing the problems they claim to be concerned about yet they adversely affect the ordinary citizen.

With this realization I concluded I have been playing the game wrong. Therefore I have decided to change sides. From this moment forward I am on the side of Islam. Yes, I know, for the most part they are a bunch of losers. But I have my reasons:

  • I think I can make a major contribution to turning their loser ways around.
    • I have thousands of pounds of explosives materials available for immediate use.
    • I have long range rifle experience and equipment.
    • I have computer security expertise.
    • I have extensive engineering experience.
  • The U.S. Constitution is dead. It was killed by neglect years ago and there is no hope for its resurrection. This great hope for freedom has died and pretending otherwise is a fraud.
  • If we can’t have freedom then the next best thing is peace through uniformity of belief. Islam is the best hope for that.
  • I’m getting older and so is Barb. Those 72 virgins for eternity are looking better and better.

I know I am handicapping myself by making this public announcement but I feel morally obligated to tell my friends and family the truth. I don’t play the part of secret traitor well–I have to look at my face in the mirror each morning. As Winston Churchill once said in regards to formal declarations of war, “When you have to kill a man it costs nothing to be polite.”

My apologies to Uncle and others who (correctly at the time) said, “I’m glad he’s one of the good guys.” Things change and perhaps you should too.

When Barb left this morning she didn’t know. It was just returning to work in Idaho as she does every other week after spending the last several days with me. But that was the end of a 34 year run we had. Our first date was in March of 1974. This was a picture I took of her on that date, a walk along Dworshak Lake:

It was nice but she was only a virgin once. She just can’t compete with 72 virgins for eternity.

You might ask, “What are you going to do?” and that’s a fair question. I figure I have at best a few months before I am caught and probably killed but I am certain I can make a significant impact in that time frame. Think for a moment about how long a city could last if all the bridges, roads, water, and electricity were cut off with the repair crews taking sniper fire from 1000 yards away. Draw a circle with a radius of 1000 yards around each of the severed connections and imagine trying to protect the crews from someone, someplace in that area. And as law enforcement is searching for me there they won’t really know if I am there are not. I could be several hundred miles away getting ready to sever another city from food, water, and power. You don’t need nuclear, biological, or chemical weapons to create mass destruction. By creating the appropriate circumstances you can cause the delicate fabric of society to collapse and let nature do the rest.

Ry and I have observed it’s rare that a single person can kill more than 200 people before being stopped. It is my ambition to set a record in the 10s of thousands and perhaps higher. I want my name to be in the history books as a demonstration of just what one determined person can do.

Allahu Akbar!

To the island

Yes, it’s true. Barb and I are headed to the island tomorrow.

Quote of the day–Xenia Huffman-Scott

I am not amused.

Xenia Huffman-Scott
March 27, 2008
Not amused
[Check out the picture she posted. There are two inches of new snow in Moscow, Idaho this morning. The Boomershoot site, already deeper in snow than I care for this close to the event, is at a higher altitude and probably got even more snow. This could be the year where Boomershooters get to practice long range shooting in “real world conditions” of mud and/or snow. For years Ry has been urging me to make the event more challenging by making people shoot prone from a mud pit mixed with ice and gravel while we hose them down with water. This year might be Ry’s fantasy, without the gravel, come true with the help of Mother Nature. I’ll bring Ry gravel for his shooting position.–Joe]

Books, explosives, and voodoo

Blogging will be light for a few days while I work on Boomershoot 2008 tasks. I give you Xenia as a substitute…

It’s becoming a tradition. During Xenia’s spring break we go to Portland, visit Powell’s, I buy books on explosives, and we get Voodoo Donuts.

And, again, Xenia captures it in pictures.

Caught with my hand down her shirt

I sort of remember that picture being taken now–and thinking, “No one will really notice, will they?” (notice the smirk on my face). Of course I have had my hand down her shirt so often for the last 30+ years that by now Barb is almost oblivious to it.

Mr. Completely politely ignores it and tells us about the other joys of attending the Gun Blogger Rendezvous and urges you to sign up for the next one.

Media bias?

Here is the picture the New York Times has of Spitzer’s playmate:

Here is the picture found elsewhere:

I wonder why the cropping of the picture. Was it just for space or was there some other reason?


As a side note the above pictures reminds me some of Barb and I can’t help but think she would have made a lot more money had she not married me when she was 21. Here is a picture of her at about age 18:

I MUST get a copy of this book

Jonah Goldberg’s Liberal Fascism is at the top of my must read list. Unfortunately the audio version isn’t out yet and I have a very large stack of paper books that I haven’t read beside my bed already.

My latest urge to get this book was fueled by Initial Thoughts… from Musings of The GeekWithA.45. Uncle and Kevin are also impressed with his post.

Last night while watching Farscape with son James I told him he must read the Geek’s post. It’s just wow!

A walk in the snow

Both in January of 2007 and 2008 our group at work took the day off (with pay) to go to Stevens Pass to ski (all expenses paid–including transportation and two meals). Those not interested in downhill skiing could snowshoe or cross country ski. Both times I took my own snowshoes (rentals would have been covered but I would rather take my own) and opted for the hike through the trees instead of the downhill adventure my knee surgeon (after the second surgery) advised me to never take up. Even though snowshoes were recommended I found my size 14 boots were more than adequate for the packed trails. It was a very nice hike and I kept wanting to take Barb up there. Yesterday I finally got around to it. She agreed, it was a very nice place to go hiking. Below are some pictures:

Here is what it looked like in January when I went with the people from work:

Although there was less snow on the trees it was sunny and nicer weather when Barb and I went.