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Time was, the role of “truck” or “trunk” gun could safely be delegated to that old Mosin M44 that you picked up at a garage sale for $30. Time was.
Nowadays, even the skunkiest Mosins can only be had for $500 or more (!!!).
So then, if these are the times we live in, allow me to offer an alternative to a rifle which needs a mallet to work the bolt.
Such as the very handy and practical 1895 Oviedo Mauser, which has a much smoother bolt, and which shoots the 7mm Mauser cartridge (which will not dislocate your shoulder like the Mosin’s 7.62x54mmR).
I actually owned one of these, once upon a time, and I can’t remember why I got rid of it. Stupid me.
Anyway, one rumor I do need to dispel about this lovely little carbine is that the metal used is inferior to modern steel, and which therefore makes it “weak”.
It’s completely untrue. The steel is every bit as fit for purpose than any other, as Chuck Hawks wrote many years ago.
I’d have one of these excellent little carbines in the trunk of my car any day of the week. It’s just too bad that today’s gun prices have made the whole concept unworkable.
So let’s bleed the News Lizard:
And in multicolored, unlinked INSIGNIFICA:
...no news, however, on whether a familial foursome was involved.
weird interesting news:
I know, I know: she’s several pasta meals short of perfection. But then again, look who she’s married to — the World’s Skinniest Ex-Footballer, Peter Crouch:
So much for the news, then.
I think the decline of Western civilization can said to have started in earnest when the word “gastropub” became an actual thing instead of a nonsensical word made up from the last tiles in a Scrabble game.
Here’s what I want to see on a pub menu, in no specific order:
If you aren’t satisfied with anything from the above, you have no business being out of the house.
Best of all, this simple and honest menu is going to be cheap, instead of noisettes d’agneau au poivre costing fifty bucks a portion. Savings can thus be applied to the real business of a pub: booze.
And if the pub’s “chef” (a contradiction in terms, surely?) gets oh-so bored preparing the same basic stuff every day and feels “unfulfilled”, he needs to quit, open up a “fine dining experience” in his own restaurant and go out of business in six months like all those other trendy establishments.
Just stay out of my damn pub.
Just thought I’d share a few pics I’ve harvested from sundry places on Teh Intarwebz — no real reason other than the obvious ones. Enjoy.
As always, Gummint wants to control our lives more and more, even if only on an annual basis:
Health officials announced Monday they want to make coronavirus booster vaccinations an annual event in America, renewing a call first made by President Joe Biden.
I have an annual flu shot because they seem to work, and more importantly don’t put me at increased risk of a heart attack — something which seems to be becoming more and more prevalent with Covid “vaccines”. Also, they’re not compulsory.
So herewith my response to the “officials” and their annual Covid shots: