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No Real Choice

Marketing / Advertising, The Gun Thing

Last week I got an ad sheet from a gun outlet which, as I read down the page, got up my nose.

Let’s just say, ad arguendo, that a guy had no interest in any gun that shot either the 9mm Europellet or the 5.56mm poodleshooter.  I know, in these modern times it’s not a very fashionable position to take, but nevertheless.

So how would said guy respond to an ad sheet like this one?

All the handguns look the same, distinguished one from another only by a string of incomprehensible alphanumerics, and they’re all striker-fired plastic fantastics.

Pass.

Under My Radar

Gratuitous Chick Pics

TV things I have never watched, and are unlikely ever to watch:

  • MMA (of either sex)
  • Deadpool
  • Fast & Furious
  • Haywire
  • The Mandalorian

…and I’ve also never bothered to read Maxim magazine.

It is unsurprising, therefore, that I had no idea who Gina Carano was until I discovered her existence on one of my many branch line forays into the bowels of the Internet (shuddup, I’m trying to write lyrical stuff here in describing a totally boring activity).

But discover her I did, and I have to say that if your type is earthy, stocky Mediterranean types with an excellent superstructure (e.g. Salma Hayek), then this Carano creature is right up your whatsit, so to speak:

And anyone tossed out of the loathsome Disney Corp for daring to voice unpopular opinions is welcome at this website at any time.

News Roundup

Bad News

Brought to you by:

And off we go:


…I have an alibi.


…no, he’d be in his fifth year in prison awaiting trial for “sedition”.


…and this is news because..?


…and will resettle them in Brighton Beach, NY.  Tickets available at Ticketmaster.


…assuming he hasn’t “committed suicide” or ‘died from Covid” before then.  No odds given on either.


…that’s like winning the “Tallest Man Competition” in Dwarf Town.  (no link because Kardashian)


…small, large, whatever:  kill them all with fire.  Horrible fucking things.
Afterthought:  not these Scorpions — I quite like them:

And talking of showbiz:


…big deal;  Murray always behaves inappropriately.


…one would have thought that all that kicking and screaming might have tipped them off.

And now, INSIGNIFICA (a.k.a. “who gives a fuck news”, as one Reader put it):

     

…and is useless wifout pichers:

All the news worth leering at.

Travel Alert

Boomershoot, The Gun Thing, Travels

Posting over the next ten days or so may be a little light, as Longtime Friend and Reader Mark C. and I will be trekking across the U.S. to attend Boomershoot this coming weekend.  (From Texas, three days up, three days down plus three days shooting.  I must be insane.)

That’s the Son&Heir circa 2005.

And to the attendees:  can’t wait to see y’all again, but please forgive me if I’ve forgotten your names — I’m old, my memory for names was always crap, and it’s been 17 years.

All Alone

Gratuitous Chick Pics

Who is the loneliest person at any red carpet affair?

That would be Oz actress Elisabeth Debicki, because at 6’3″ tall, she towers over the average Hollyweird squirt actor (Tom Cruise, coff coff ) and she loves them Louboutin 5″ heels, making her even more of a social outcast.  Here she is, recumbent:

…seated:

…slouching:

…in characteristic red carpet mode:
 

…and standing next to Hugh Laurie, who is 6’2″ tall and clearly not concerned about his masculinity:

In fact, were she not Australian, I’d say that this was definitely a tower worth climbing.