Thursday, December 3, 2015

Missed, dammit!

DAMMIT Allah! My ex-sister-in-law was in the OTHER building! Shit! Got my hopes up when I heard the news. But hell no! Her lying, deceitful ass got to go take refuge in a church. Well, maybe next time.

My brothers ex was working at that center in San Bernardino when the terror attack occurred. Yes, the one that lied to the court, sold my brothers stuff, violated several court orders, one over 100 times, ruined the life of her daughter and that of my brother, psychologically  abused her kids, yeah that one. There is a special place in hell for that evil piece of trash.

Saturday, November 21, 2015

Knuckle Who? Standing Where?

I've been away awhile with one thing or another, work, 'shinin' , being broke and miserable, you know that kinda stuff. So, today I was browsing through my bloglist and find the once again Stephen over at Standing Outside Looking In is MIA again and Ken over at Knuckdraggin' My Life Away site does not come up. What gives? Is Stephen having problems with his account again? And about Ken, who the fuck knows, he might have shot someone. Seriously, anyone know what's up? These are two of my favorite bloggers and would like to get the lowdown.

 With the sudden onset of winter that will limit or curtail my, uh, outdoor activities, I'll be posting some more gun article, some more pics of those bitches we cannot live without, some anti- .gov shit, shit and some other shit. Oh yeah, some pics of silencers, sawed-offs, SBR's and other such goodies. And I'm thinking of doing a series on bug out vehicle and such. Studying up on it now!

Thursday, October 15, 2015

Ready to Steam

After many months of scraping by I finally did it! There is a bucket in my kitchen with a test run of the precursor to moonshine, called beer, bubbling away. Beer comes from the mash and is the stuff that gets fermented and run through a device. I met a guy at work who is getting ready to do the same thing and after a few meets he asked to come over for the cooking of the mash.
Well, after some long hard thinking I said yes. I'm glad he was here to help with my first effort. Thanks a lot Chris! Now I'm getting anxious to run it off and sample my concoction. I might need a couple days off work to do that..........and recover!

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Speaking Of The Ex....

This was my all time favorite song for the little devil. Still think of her every single time I hear this song. Sure miss that little thang!

Sunday, August 9, 2015


Music has always spoke to me. Many songs seems they have been written for me. So when my wife left me, several songs seemed to relate to her actions or relate to our situation. Lynyrd Skynyrd  has a song called Tuesday's Gone. It was nearly two fucking years before I could hear that song and not burst into tears. Really, big old me, crying. Well, I'm finally over that.

Another was a George Thorogood tune called Sweet Little Lady. I used it for her ring tone, I sang it to her, every time I heard it I was reminded of her. Well, she's not my pride or joy any more.

After two and half years, I can finally listen to all my favorite music, FINALLY. She really broke my heart.

Saturday, July 18, 2015

Just Working on Stuff

Between working screwy schedules, keeping up on house work or trying to, mowing mine and the neighbors yards and working on my still and various knife projects I have not have time to post anything on this blog. So sorry. No Really.

I will say this...I am still pissed as fuck about the idiots, morons, libtards and such that have a bee in their bonnet over the Confederate Virginia Battle flag and anything Southern or Confederate. My fervent wish is that one two of these dickheads run into me. I have a LOT of anger built up ( divorce, losing my house to the bitch, being poor, cant find a good paying job, blah, blah, blah) I would be getting free room and board for the next 10 years or so until I meet old sparky. Truthfully, I want a complete separation of the states. Quietly or loudly, I dont give a fuck. Just split off the liberal states or those have northern ideas and get over it. Leave us alone. And dont come visiting either.
Ive got my Quantrills flag flying on the north side of my porch and the Battle flag flying on the South side of my porch. That way the locals, the staters and the feds can know what to expect. I prefer it hard and loud.

As an aside, I am also sick of serving folks who live and work in this country who cannot speak American English.....AT ALL. Every fucking day, Mexicans, Asians want something but they cannot tell me what. It has gone so far that I try to avoid them. Do I feel bad about it? Hell no. Im also tired of the Spanish speakers, when two or more get together, they have speak Spanish. I an sick of hearing Spanish all the fucking time. They use it like a secret code. I meet Slavics and Eastern Europeans that have mostly mastered our language so why the hell cannot the wetbacks and the slopes do it too? I could go on all freaking day about customers in general. I wont do that today. As I have to go back to work in the morning Im trying to go to bed with a good attitude.

Thursday, June 25, 2015

New Header or Just a Good Ol' Fuck You

With all of the bullshit flying about the Naval Jack also known as the Confederate Flag (which it aint) I just HAD to change the banner on this here blog. Ive made my position clear many times on this blog. I feel it is high time for a complete separation of the states. Split the historical South off from the blood sucking heartless north and get on with life. In the Old South, they had a completely integrated society, in the north they had hate, fear, torture and no hearts. And it seem be same to this day. A crazed asshole posed while stoned or drunk or some say coerced in some way, holding a small naval jack.  So the liberal left assholes now have caused Wal-Mart, Target, Amazon, EBay and many other outlets to refuse to sell any more "confederate flag" items. This in turn has led to the defacing of "civil war" monuments all across this country. There is even a call by a former black panther leader to finish killing white slave owners in Charleston. HUH? There are no slave owners in Charleston today. Do you think he just means whitey? Watch the video here. I say bring it on mother fucker.

In an effort to educate some ignorant mother fuckers... here is a Confederate Flag.

This is the Second National flag, final version. 13 stars on blue field with red and white broad stripes. Most folks wouldnt know it if jumped up bit them on the ass.

Here is a Confederate Naval jack. NAVY FLAG!

Just for perspective... here is the Missouri Confederate Battle Flag.

So if the jackasses dont like the Naval Jack then I say...MOVE. Go somewhere else that doesn't have these flags or Southern memorials. Quit looking at them, quit talking about them. SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT IT! Do it peacefully or if you want it loud let is know. I think we could do it right this time.
Here are a few fact in this same vein. You can prove them on your own as Im not footnoting these fact.
1. The KKK used to march under the US flag. It was a recent change to march under the Naval Jack.
2. 300,000 to 1 million blacks supported the Souths cause. Either as non combatants i.e laborers, stablemen, cooks or actual soldiers or footman to soldiers. They came willingly. Millions simply stayed on the farms and plantations and continued to produce crops and herds instead of running to the north. AND may hundreds of times protected the white women and children who were still on the plantation when the northern raiders appeared, bent on retribution. This is hard to prove as the north destroyed nearly ALL records in the South during the war and during the occupation of the South. However some researchers have found much evidence to support these numbers.
3. Every American slave ship was owned by northern businessmen and flagged either under the US flag or  that of the United Kingdom. So it was the north that founded and promoted slavery under the US flag.
4. Every major college In the East was either founded by or built on land donated by slave importers.
5. The northern states were far more racist in their attitude towards people of color. They had laws on the books calling for the beating, maiming and killing of blacks. The South however had laws on the books protecting slaves and calling for the punishment of owners who  abused their, lets be honest here, their servants.
6. The South was a fully integrated society with many free blacks that had farms, plantations and business'. People of all other colors and races were welcome in the South.
 In comparison, the north  hated Jews, Irish, Italians, Indians, Catholics and anyone who wasnt WASP...White Anglo Saxton Protestant. (Do some research on Irish slavery in the US for a real eye opener. You dont hear the Irish calling reparations or calling for the death of all business owners. )
For many books with eye opening facts with documentation go to
One book which has many facts and images is called "Everything you were taught about American slavery is wrong, just ask a southerner" It a very long read, tracing slavery back from ancient times to the current day. Quite a tome but worth the read.
As far as the term of "servant" goes...most Southern Plantation servants received a small remuneration for their work. They were also given land on which to raise gardens and livestock for themselves to eat or sell as they deemed fit. They were given most Saturdays and Sundays off to do as they pleased such as go hunting, fishing,  or even put on their finery and go to town.
At the Carnton Plantation house in Tennessee, at the back of the house you can see a stepping stone, with a grove worn it from countless foot falls upon it. Open that back door it leads to and what do you see? A small room that was the paymasters office. Yes the slaves appeared each week to receive a small envelope with their stipend inside.
Here is a picture of the servants quarters at Carnton. Hell, Id live there!
Was this typical of the South? Probably not. Is this proof of the decent treatment of the servants in the South? Most likely. A Southern Slave was guaranteed cradle to grave, clothing, medical care, jobs, wages, entertainment. Was there punishment for wrongs? Yes. For everyone. In that time whipping was the most common legal punishment for everyone by law. Those heavy handed overseers we keep hearing about? 99 percent were black men employed by the plantations.
Do your own research and see what life was really like in the old South for Blacks as well as Whites.

Thursday, June 11, 2015

New Venture

Well, after a many years and after many drawings and after many reading, I'm building a...well never mind what I'm building. It's legal in my state and I'll leave it at that. Been spending my spare time and dollars working on it. A few more bucks and a few more hours and it'll be done! I'm really getting jazzed about this and I glad to be doing it after so many years of thinking about it. My ex even used it as one of the many excuses for leaving me( one of many, many, many).


Tuesday, May 12, 2015


Yes, I'm tired. Tired of this current life of mine, tired of women, tired of politics, tired of working, tired of prepping, tired of most everything.

Tired of this current life of mine.
   I cannot find a decent job. I make decent money (for this day anyway)  but the hours suck. Open, close, mid-day they all get mixed up until I don't know what day it is. Broke all the time. I don't mean got a 1000 bucks broke , I mean I've got 10 dollars broke. Lonely all the time. Can't afford to go anywhere do anything, buy anything. And cannot find another job. Constant pain and discomfort. I have to work just to survive but that cuts me out of disability. Now, If I have disability, I can get a job, If I have a job I cannot get disability. FUCK! I make insurance payments yet cannot afford the out of pocket expense or put back enough money to live on while I'm off work for surgery.
Cannot afford to make repairs to my truck or my Harley. so the truck gets ignored and the Harley sits, waiting on parts and repairs, I have given up most of my hobbies due to physical problems. Basically, I work and go home and watch TV. And mow because I have too

Tired of women.
   Yep, fed up to here with them. The love of my life divorced me with no notice, no discussion, no nothing just gone. She took the house I paid for with MY 401K and  I did ALL the work on. She will take 1/2 of my union retirement. And she took one of my best friends as her new husband. I have had one date in the last year and she ranted for 2.5 hours about her ex. I cut dinner short and dumped her at her door, I recently asked a co-worker to go to a concert with me. I got the standard female response...Uhm, I don't know, let me think about it.  I cannot get any hits on ANY online dating site. I treat women good, respect them, honor them, look after them and protect them but I guess that is not good enough so, the hell with them.

Tired of politics
    They all tell the same story. And they are ALL LIARS! It's high time for the revolution from my perspective. The soap box and ballot box have failed so it's high time for the cartridge box. Time for a change. They had it right back in 1861.

Tired of working.
Do not get me wrong, I am one of those folks who really like to work. But, I do not like working for no gain. As in, I'm stagnating. I do not like retail at all. I do not make enough dough to do anything, go anywhere, do anything. I work in constant pain, and I'm under the effect of a handful of medication all the time.

Tired of prepping.
   I have prepped for years. Have put vast amounts of dollars into it. Yet now I'm alone, in a big city and no prospect for a bug out location or a group to join. I have had to eat most of my prep foods just to survive recently. I cannot afford to buy ammo anymore so I do not shoot anymore. At this time prepping seems pointless. I'm alone in a major city with nowhere to go to. So what's the fucking point? Shoot until I'm out of ammo then die in place I guess.

Tired of Most everything.

Nothing has any flavor anymore. Dull, lifeless. I have a type A personality. I like dangerous hobbies, Shooting, driving fast, motorcycling, biker bars, pyrotechnics, explosions, making things out metal and wood, riding ATV's.  Since the old lady split, nothing brings me happiness. Life has a fog over it.
The News is a drag, no REAL news, no REAL investigations. I'm tired of groups trying to remove all monuments to the soldiers and leaders of the South from the time of Lincolns War. Like the jackasses at the Washington and Lee College that had the Confederate flags removed from Robert E. Lees Tomb. For crying out loud, he was a major General for the South and fought for the Confederacy! And he was a founder  of that college. AND those jackasses CHOSE to go to THAT college.  Now dickheads are trying to remove Jefferson Davis's statue from the University of Texas. Let's see, Texas was a member of the Confederacy, right? And Jeff was President of said Confederacy, correct? Yet these misguided fools choose to ignore the fact that most major Eastern colleges were either founded by or had the land granted by, slave importers, ignore the fact that Lincoln was a liar, a murderer, destroyed the Constitution and started a war just to expand the federal governments power. I guess I'm just tired of revisionist history. It seems that a lot of stuff pisses me off anymore and I get little enjoyment from anything.

I'm hoping that my outlook will change, that I can improve my income, that my health issues will get better. I'm not hoping for a change in my outlook on women. They can thank themselves for that.

Sunday, May 10, 2015

Are Changes Coming To Gun Laws?

This a an article about something near and dear to my heart. Short barreled shotguns and the ridiculous regulations that have been applied to them.
  I found this over on Sipsey Street this morning and found it interesting because of all the good folks that have been persecuted over short barreled shotguns over the years. A big bore pistol is OK but a shotgun the same size as the pistol is not? Sheer lunacy! A gun is a gun is a gun. 

Take read of this and see what you think of the issue.

Really though, these are just fucking cool.......

Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Just A Little Rage

I clock out of work hurtin' and ready for a little Turkey. I pulled up to the stop light in the outer left turn lane. There is a blue Ford Ranger extend cab next to me in the inner lane. The green light appears and I hit the gas, only to have to grab the fucking brakes and the little shit driving the Ford has mad an unannounced lane change. Seem he really wanted to be in the outer lane and decided to go there mid turn. Never mind that I was were he wanted to be. SHIT! I cobbed the brakes and laid into the horn. Dickhead looked over and fucking grinned and his passengers laughed. Well, that only ignited my familial blood lust. Yes, little ol' me is a berserker from the past. Seriously, I feel no pain, I'm working on instinct, I out think my opponent, beat them to the punch, out maneuver them and it seem like someone else is committing all the mayhem. So, I get lined up, the make the lane change and I floor the old truck and pass them at high speed and enter the right turn land and then pull on to the shoulder and get out of my truck. The little pussy would not even pull his truck up and closer. He blocked traffic and risked the wrath of the multitude of drivers behind his rather than face me. What a downer. I was  working on releasing the inner demon and then nothing.  Zip.  I must be getting old, 'cause not to long ago I would have strolled on down to his truck pulled his ass out and delivered a world class ass whooping and never know I was doing it. And I would have felt no regret for doing it as it would not have been me doing it. It would have been that other guy, that one that dwells deep inside me, waiting to be called forth to do battle for me.

Seriously, when my blood gets up, I become another person, people who have seen me say that I change. And I can say this honestly, I have never been beaten. Bars to streets, to jobsites. The inner guy always wins. When I was younger I used to black out in those situation and would come to only to see destruction. When I got older I learned to control the blackout and step out side my body and observe all that was going on. Cold, dark, rage, hate. That is all that is felt in those spells. It is is a family trait. My Father had it, I, my brother and my sister have it. I do know if anyone in our family past had it but I feel sure that somewhere in sometime long ago there were relatives with the Germans, Highlanders, the Vikings, or some other warlike tribe or clan, we had family. Family who passed this terrible inner warrior down to future relatives.

Saturday, April 18, 2015

A Short Story

I ran across this short story by Matt Bracken tonight. It is a very insightful fiction story. It has a powerful message for todays news dramas. I encourage everyone to read this and think about todays news, politics, beliefs and the entertainment driven lives that we experience in this current time.

Matt Bracken, "Alas, Brave New Babylon"

Thursday, April 2, 2015

Confederate Grave Yard Visit

Last week I visited the Missouri Confederate Rest Home and Cemetery. The rest home is long gone and only one of the cottages and the Chapel remain. There are a couple of other building but they are now part of a State rehab project.

This is only one of two rest home like this. There used to be a dormitory and a series of 3 room cottages on 100 x 200 foot plots as well as workers dorm and a hospital.
The Daughters of the confederacy donated the beautiful guardian lion and other groups donated the furnishing for the cottages. The site is now a State property.

This place was for indignant confederate  veterans, their spouses and minor children. After the last Confederate died here the dorm was torn down and a group acquired it to preserve it, then the State bought it and maintains it (not very well)
   There is an office with posted hours but is never manned. The Chapel has posted hours and is always padlocked shut. So much for that. Here are some pictures I took of this venerable, hallowed place when I went to commune with my soul mates and kindred spirits. Long Live The Confederacy!

As a side note, the old soldiers, after the war, were proud Americans. They took delight in the daily raising of the United States Flag. Theirs was so large it could be seen in the county seat, Lexington Missouri, 6 miles away. At this time it is not permitted to fly any Confederate Flag here. If the graves are adorned with small flags they must be removed when you leave. No grave decoration are allowed.

If you are in Missouri, this great place is just North of Higginsville Missouri on Missouri State 13 Highway. Check it out as there is only one other place like it in the country.










Don't know why some of  the pictures doubled up and I cannot remove them since I adjusted the jpeg kb amount.

Sunday, March 8, 2015

Sunday Nuns

It's been a while since I did one of these posts. Kneel at the alter of Nunnery!








Monday, March 2, 2015

New Project

As a part of new project I ordered a 10.5 inch .45 ACP barrel. It is chambered and in the white. After a few sketches and thoughts I'm leaning towards an M3 style build. Not a copy but a ground up pistol made in the vein of that old venerable gun. Home made with hand made and of the shelf parts. This will take a lot of thought and a lot of hand work. I anticipate using  Springfield Armory  XD .45 mags. Compact and holding 13 rounds and readily available and made of stainless steel. I'll probably use a AR grip modified of course and maybe even an AR trigger group. Dunno. If I can get the visions in my head converted into steel it will be way fucking cool. Any way I look at it will be a small mountain of work just to make a crap one. And I don't like crap. More to come.

Wednesday, February 4, 2015


Back in November I captured this picture. This is near Kansas City International Airport in Kansas City Missouri.  This is clear evidence of a planned pattern of spraying know as chemtrails.  And yes, I watched all of them develop and no, they are not cloud formations. These stripes hung in the atmosphere for several hours and did not dissipate as condensation does. I have seen this several times over the years. sometimes they are further apart and sometimes they are gridded. But no matter the form they always stay for hours. Now tell me there is nothing going on.

Thursday, January 15, 2015

Matt Bracken Books

I have the Matt Bracken Trilogy, not the electronic one but all three books "Enemies Foreign and Domestic", "Foreign Enemies and Traitors" and "Domestic Enemies". I also have the book " Castigo Cay" by Matt Bracken as well. In the back of Castigo Cay, published in 2011, it says he is working on another Dan Kilmer novel. Kilmer is the main character in the Castigo Cay book which tells the swashbuckling tale of a Marine, his sail boat and crew and the women and enemies in his life during and after the fall of the late, great America. Well, it's 2015 and I'm eagerly awaiting the next installment of the Kilmer story. All four of Bracken books are great reading and full of adventure, ideas and can give you an insight as to what America is facing. Bracken also has an anthology which sounds like it has some good writing. alas, it is only available on Kindle. maybe it's time for me to get one of those infernal devices? I know that writing can be difficult and time consuming so I have been quiet about the missing book. But at this point I'm asking....Come on Dan, bring us another Kilmer adventure. Your fans are eagerly waiting...........