This vehicle is reversing. || Downside detected. || Big spider. || Squid roll. || Satie on a bondoneon. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || There was, alas, some screaming. || Compatible skillsets. || Crossing of note. || “We did not come here to coexist.” || “And I’m still laughing,” says she. || The thrill of wrapping. || The progressive retail experience, parts 736, 737, 738, 739 and 740. || The pram of the future, 1971. || ‘Twas an uncanny transformation. || A museum of antique tubas – and other niche museums. || Bow ties. || Turbulence of note. || Beware the brown acid. || Suboptimal solution. || Balloon turkey, balloon wombat. || Blockage fondled. || Peak twat fashion. || So how was the funeral? || I question the footwear. || Firearms. || Feeling his chunkiness. || I feel we ought to have a word for this.
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Matthew 6:3
This is a very bad idea. A firearm is a tool to be respected and MUST have recognition of the fact is fires ammo and thus dispenses deadly force. Putting training wheels on a bike is one thing but all I can think of is when that hapless woman they used to advertise has to use it “for real” for the first time.
If you cannot “take” learning the real thing from Day 1 – even giving yourself time to adapt to not only the noise and feel – so you can appreciate what it is you are doing . . . then maybe the use of firearms is just not meant for you.
Speaking of World Cup/kickyball fans, England fan loses his phone on layover in Barcelona, goes missing, and is found in pub. So many questions…
And for the holiday . . . and for those not celebrating the USA’s birthday, at least a palate cleanser.
Technology is amazing. I photographed these two dogs separately in the front office of the kennel for whom I do work. The setting was created by me using AI. Still with AI, another app not only allowed me to place the dogs in the setting but matched for lighting and white balance. All within minutes, mind you.
We live in marvelous times and we need to remind ourselves of that now and then.
By the way, that’s Graham and Teddy.
Album name. Live album by band from either UK or Germany made while on a US tour.
Yeah…that just seems…dumb. I mean…I could maaaybe see, especially for the generation that didn’t have toy guns as kids (a whole other rabbit hole) getting comfortable with an airsoft or BB gun first, or maybe dry firing a heavy revolver with heavy trigger pull vs a semiautomatic, but how many steps in between are you going to take? I would expect that would be Day 1, maybe even the first half of Day 1 in a regular course.
I took a community police training course about 15 years ago. There were about a dozen people in the class, just over half were women IIRC. One of the classes involved going out to the sheriff/police shooting range (which was waaaaay out in BFE for some reason). I wasn’t a regular firearms user at the time but I wasn’t totally unfamiliar nor ignorant about gun safety. It was quite apparent that none of the women had ever handled any sort of firearm. We got through the safety stuff, the basics, and fired a few rounds from various weapons (one was an Uzi) all in one late summer evening before the sun set.
Even briefer…Me waking up this morning.
Regarding which:
Not a trivial point.
Also, stickers added optimistically.
‘Twas an uncanny transformation.
From horror show to shit-show in four steps…
When you think about it, don’t we need stickers on all the things? How are people supposed to know not to break things? It’s a conundrum. If you really think about it. And hire enough lawyers.
No it isn’t. Little steps for little feet.
Why it seems like only yesterday that we had blocks of instruction on disassembling and reassembling weapons, how to perform function checks, how to clear malfunctions, essentials of aiming to include dry firing, different firing positions, and all the other elements before we all trooped to the ranges to qualify.
The photo alone shows why it is a good idea, if the gal in the pic had her thumbs on the slide, aside from being a bad grip, with live ammo she’d have had two sore thumbs.
Somewhere the members of Group f/64 are shaking their heads sadly.
Especially when the first lesson of firearm safety is assume every gun is loaded.
Ansel can rest in peace but at the same time, he was not in the business of making happy people who use daycare for their dogs and just want a little fun something for a holiday. Shake those heads all they want but for certain types of photography, if a photographer doesn’t learn how to incorporate AI into their work well, they will be left in the dust.
I see, because that and the way every real military (see above) teaches weapons use are mutually exclusive, I suppose.
If the computer is doing all the work, it isn’t photography. I doubt, other than perhaps ironically, AIslop will ever hang in the George Eastman House. Guys like Jerry Uelsmann could do things in a darkroom AIslop wishes it could do.
“I will fuck you, I’m black man” – Stereotypes are not given, they are earned.
Now don’t you start getting ideas, David.
Interesting that you posted that now. There’s a popular worldwide study cycle of the Talmud where everyone learns the same page each day, and tomorrow’s topic is determining which locusts are and aren’t kosher, based on various physical characteristics such as some of those the guy is examining in that video.
(Because of various uncertainties, most religious Jews nowadays don’t eat any kind of locusts or grasshoppers, a notable exception being some Yemenite Jews. My wife used to have a coworker from that community who would bring chocolate-covered locusts as a work snack.)
We’re in band-name territory.
Or bar snack territory.
For David, in case he’s struggling to find ways to mock America.
Roundabouts are not my favorite, but when I went to Australia and got a ride on the wrong side of the road and we almost immediately encountered roundabouts….with jet-lag. hoo-boy. I did not scream but I might have left finger impressions on the armrests.
Seems like a reasonable suggestion.
With regard to the current government of the UK:
The point of the exercise is to be the guy who beats the system.
Speaking of locusts.
Speaking again of kickyball, you have to hand it to Cabo Verde, an island nation of 500,000 who lost to Argentina/Messi today but made them work for it.
If you have to *remind* them it’s a crime to smash up other people’s stuff…
Well, yes. That a printed reminder is felt necessary – as if it might be an effective solution to feral behaviour – does rather suggest that the situation is already absurd.
I think a lot of people, especially progressives, struggle to comprehend just how degenerate the degenerate can be. The degree of incorrigible, unfixable dysfunction is, for some, difficult to process and actively avoided. I get the impression there’s a quite strong resistance to comprehending that reality.
Which would explain the kinds of mental contortions we so often see.
And progressive assumptions about crime and antisocial behaviour more generally.
The word perverse scarcely covers it.
Oh, and Happy Thing to you heathens in the colonies.
I’ll respect my elders and leave Muldoon alone. I’m sure the kids on his lawn need a yellin’.
Nothing some Salt Lake bulimic seagulls can’t handle.
Thank you and proud to be an American.
[pours another bourbon for breakfast while slipping the dog a trazadone to cope with the boom booms later tonight]
That’s why I sent a “sorry, gotta say no” to Taylor and Travis, because I wanted to watch the game. No worries, though, I got them a nice tea set off their registry.
Beware the side effects.
Band name.
Already taken.
If only there was something for which a stopped escalator could be used.
Yeah boy, howdy. It is the highly original banter like this that keeps me coming back here.
That was only the second WC game I watched this year. Mostly because whatever golf this weekend has nobody we’re interested in playing in it.
I haven’t watched much soccer…like at all…in about 15 years. The number of substitutions allowed now, the breaks, the amount of stoppage time, no “golden goal” (which I kinda understand but is a glaring example of the fundamental problem with the sport), it’s much slower than I remember. I remember games where guys would go down and if the refs didn’t call a foul, which iirc was more common, they would just play around the guy until he got up. And the coverage, the analysis before, during, and after the game was a bit nauseating. Had it turned down during the game such that I mostly ignored it in spite of not knowing any of the players except that Messy guy. Seems there’s always some guy named Messy. Or maybe that’s hockey. Meh. Same game.
But to Argentina, contrasting their play against Cape Verde, as the #1 team, with that of the US against Bossanovenia or wtf, while granted CV is probably a better team than Bossinghervanity, the US seemed much more capable in midfield passing, more consistent. Argentina looked like they hadn’t been practicing. CV seemed to be more disciplined and playing within themselves.
Laugh of the day.
A second laugh of the day. Again, women cops.
Bug or feature?
True.
It’s official.
[ There was a picture attached ]
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[ The electrons are more notional than usual today ]
I see the mystery deepens.
Bureaucratic electrons, taking the day off?
Risking his career to uphold his constitutional oath, his arrest marks a historic moment.
Maybe I am missing it, but I can’t find the part where it says, “unless I don’t like the President”. I am going to guess he also believes Article 88 only applies to Presidents he likes.
Are you trying to imply something about our Stephanie?
[ Shakes clenched fist. ]
Don’t try to blame it on the Spam-No-More 9000.
[ Raises eyebrow of judgementalism. ]