Behold! 800lbs of scrap I-beam that found its way from my work’s scrap bin to my cutting table!
30 inches of 24×12, 49 inches 20×6, and 51 inches of 24×6.
I’ve got a parking problem I need fixed, and ain’t no one gonna do it for me. So next weekend, my cutting torch and I will be making parking bollards.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to make 18 inch stakes out of re-bar.
…break some statist laws or regs to celebrate!
Here’s some Cali-safe rifles, aboard the Hornet.
Gotta say it’s a good day when a carrier deck is used for naught more offensive than bouncy houses!
Be safe, y’all.
For those who are interested — Hewlett-Packard’s got a bunch of job listings out in the Bay Area right now for M&A attorneys.
That’s a song for Assistant U.S. Attorney Niketh Velamoor, who requested the ridiculous gag order in question, and US Magistrate Judge Maas, who issued it.
Oh wait, does this mean that the sort of utterly crass, trollish, snark-dripping, contemptuous, yet historically political utterance that I, a licensed attorney, Eagle Scout, and member of the fourth estate, have uttered above and in the title of this post is not permitted to be uttered anymore, under threat of investigation by a federal grand jury and a federal court gag order? Great, I look forward to an internet that’s one big safe space for everybody!
A safe space especially, it seems, for, again, Assistant U.S. Attorney Niketh Velamoor, who requested the ridiculous gag order in question, and US Magistrate Judge Maas, who issued it.
ETA: and this clown, Judge Mark Mahon, Chief Judge of Florida’s Fourth Circuit Court in Jacksonville, wants to feel safe from nasssty words too, poor baby.
I suppose I’ll just keep adding names to this post as they arise.
i have an unfortunate habit of showing up for Boomershoot with guns that haven’t been sighted in, but this last two years my shooting’s been much worse, even after Lasik. Turns out I had a mild astigmatism remaining after the procedure, but the improvement (from a 7.6 to a zero, effectively) was so good in all other aspects I’d just tried to power through — not good for consistent focus on a reticle at all. So even after sighting in, I couldn’t hit crap. Doc says my eye muscles show fatigue from relentless unconscious focusing throughout the day.
So now I have new contacts — a measly 1.25 correction — and I can see everything effortlessly. Makes a huge difference. Being able to read insanely small print is fun, too. Focusing on a reticle should actually work, now.
One of my uncles prefers his steak charred rare, and while that’s not my preference, I understand the attraction.
This collection of fun articles about Ike’s steak make me want to try this out. Wood charcoal only. Now to find a four-inch-thick ribeye…
It’s been twenty years. I really need to start playing video games again, if only for the art. I loves me some Eyvind Earle (and not his Sleeping Beauty crap; his paintings), so this Banner Saga business is calling me….
The She-Guardian. Clicky for the ecstaticness.
Yeah, we were gonna visit London again anyway (there’s not much more fun in life than inadvertently spooking a hulking, suspiciously kidnappy* unlicensed “black-cab” driver into squeaking “Are you a cop? I am so sorry, sir!” just by being American, that is, not a typically beta Brit male apparently) — but this is the kind of art installation I will happily support with my tourist dollars, formerly-Great Britain be damned.
*Google “London black cab kidnap” — it’s a thing, and has been for a decade.
The folks over at the HuffPo found a map and a search engine and have discovered that there are over 180 public schools named after leaders of and/or soldiers for the Confederate States of America.
History + Geography x PSH = Amusing
Howdy!
Some update to the site’s security went all Judge Dredd on anyone who clicked in. Hopefully, if you were effected, everything is all better now, thanks to Barron.
If not, well, you can’t read this anyway.
I’m getting my head back in the game and will try to get something up later today.
