Video: Store Owner uses conceal carry to defend store

It happened fast.  Thank goodness it wasn't in the typical "under the counter" situation you hear about so often.  The shots seemed a little errant into the cooler there, but the affect was quite obvious.  The threat was immediately driven away.  I'd like to see this happen more often.

The alternative is something like this.  Seems to be effective in his scenario (though not the best option).  Lotta anger there.  I give props for the fight in the dog on this one.

Las Vegas on Full... Auto

Well, we're back from Las Vegas (I know, who said we were going?) and the airport part was thankfully nothing to speak of.  Originally, I had a blog post planned to show all kinds of different stuff that went on while we were in Las Vegas.  The problem is it kept growing and growing and I was pretty sure it was going to turn into that slide-show that you have to watch when your aunt and uncle get back from Florida.  Instead of subjecting you all to that, I wanted to hit some highlights one at a time.  I'm going to start with the thing that I really wanted to do again in Vegas.  Fire full-auto firearms.  Instead of spending time typing up a wordy, long-winded post about all the junk we did I spent the time putting together a little video of the full-auto experience.  So, here it is, featuring Elvis because, well - it's Las Vegas.

Edit to add, if you're in Las Vegas and want an enjoyable shooting experience, this place can't be beat.  Discount Firearms has treated me very well both times I've gone there.  Dean made the experience fun and educational.  Hey, I learned a few things so even old dogs can learn.  It's a bit of a trip off the strip on foot, so definitely call them to pick you up in the shuttle and save your feet and the cab fare.

Putting on clean underwear

For what I'm sure will be an intimate meeting with the TSA tomorrow.  I can't wait.

Weekend o' Fun

So, That Guy arrived Friday evening and we caught up, watched some firearm related shows and had a few beers.  This was the line-up.

That Guy brought the Snowmageddon and a pretty serious IPA (not pictured) that he talks a little about over at his place.  I brought out the Timmermans Lambic and the Boulevard Quadruple.  These were all fantastic in their own way.  We enjoyed ourselves a nice run of great beer.  Thankfully, Mrs. 45er helped with the tasting.  Some of these came close to or broke the 10% ABV mark and you could tell.

I'm not going to do a review here for these, but I'll throw a blanket over them all and say they were really good.  Lambics are their own deal, however, and they are a sour beer.  You should wade into those before you go in the deep end.

So, next day was to be spent out prepping for the upcoming hunting season.  We checked some things, cleaned out blinds and at the end decided to sit on a hillside on a beautiful day and call Coyotes.  No action, but who cares when you're enjoying a beautiful view.  That Guy did a great job of posting about it over at his place, complete with pics of the hunt.

Everywhere a Sign

Only, this one is a good sign.

David over at Musings Over a Pint sent a sign my way as a nice gesture.  Kind of like a comment door prize.  Here it is...

So a thanks to David for this.  I'm going to have to find a place of honor for it around here.  I know this is going to make the trip with us next month on our big annual shooting trip.  I will try to incorporate this into our pile o' firearms picture.

Thanks, David.

A place to go

I wasn't going to post about 9/11 today.  I tend to be very reverent about such things and feel such topics are above my capacity for words at times.  Then I read a post asking "where were you?" and it got me thinking.  It's almost a cliche question that is asked of such earth-shattering events.  However, it sent me down a different path of thinking.

I happened to be working at a hunting ranch in South Texas at the time and sat and watched in horror as the events unfolded.  Then the phone started to ring.  Clients living in populated city centers were calling.  They were scared and needed a place to go.  They knew we were prepared to subsist and defend, if necessary.  For goodness sake, we were a group of professional shooters that hunted and prepared game for a living.  Sitting here today, it seems like a bit of over-reaction. However, I distinctly remember the feeling I had that day.  I remember feeling secure in my abilities and preparedness.  It didn't feel so paranoid anymore.  When I sit and wonder if the preparation is too much or a little paranoid, I just remember the feeling of security that day.  Life can obviously change in a heartbeat.  Be prepared.

Brigid's Nuts

I has some.

Honest assessment is that they aren't good.

They are freaking fantastic.

I recommend them highly.

Oh my, more boxed joy

It's so amazing they can fit so much pleasure in such a little box.

Christmas!

I don't know why, but for some reason buying a couple of boxes at the store doesn't quite have the kid-in-a-candy-store feel that the brown parcel company does.  We have an upcoming event that will require burning a lot of this off.  Oh, I guess if I have to...

New Follower, new thanks

Thanks to Mortalis09 for hitting the follow button.

I appreciate your decision and courage to follow senseless ramblings and eclectic posting.  I didn't see a blog in your profile, but if you have one I'll gladly post the link and put it in the sidebar.  Don't hesitate to comment.  I've been slow on the response lately, but promise I'll reply sooner or later.  :)

Book Review: Monster Hunter Legion

The thing I really dislike is a book review with spoilers.  I'm going to do my best to steer clear of that kind of thing.  I mean, what's the point of a book review where you would be reading it to see if maybe you want to read it and there is a bunch of stuff given away.  I will also refrain from just summarizing the book.  I will say this: VEGAS.  It takes place in Las Vegas and since we're about to go on a trip there it seems like everything is oddly Vegas lately.  

For the most part I wasn't a science fantasy or science fiction fan before Larry Correia came along.  What drew me in was the fact that he knows his firearms.  I mean KNOWS his firearms.  I bought his first self-published edition book (Monster Hunter International) and was excited about reading something that wouldn't roundly irritate me with gun errors.  I was more than happy.  I was addicted.  This book carries on that tradition of accuracy.

So, a few books later we arrive at Monster Hunter Legion.  If you are just getting in on this series and are thinking about getting this book, DO IT.  But first, you really need to go back and catch up on the MHI series.  Larry doesn't spend time explaining the past or what things are that he assumes you should remember from previous books (such as his awesome Saiga shotgun named Abomination, for instance).  I actually like this.  Why spend pages and time re-hashing the previous stories?  It's why I like my DVR for some TV shows.  I don't need to know what happened previously.  Saw it.

So, how was the book?  In short - incredible.  The story has plenty of action.  There is a bit of down time in this one, but the humor and snark keep it interesting and funny.  If you're already a fan of Correia's stuff, you'll know what I mean when I say that it lives up to the crackalicious reading for which his previous tomes are known.  Honestly, this stuff is brain candy.  Don't think, just read.  Enjoy.  Lose yourself in the monster killing, buffet hitting, full-auto shooting, chicken sacrificing, sarcasm dripping story.  If you're not already a fan, you will be.  Just start at the beginning (MHI).  I got this Saturday afternoon and finished last night.  You will not be able to put it down.  

Box of Happiness

Something came in the mail today.  Probably not what you expect, although I just sent a couple of heavy boxes hurtling this direction to feed some toys.  No, it was a couple of signed copies of Monster Hunter Legion.  I guess it's time to let Mrs. 45er have the Kindle for a while.  I'll be working on some dead tree versions of a book for the first time in a while.

Yippee