Desert Cat's Paradise
"The prudent see danger and take refuge, but the simple keep going and suffer for it." - Proverbs 27:12.
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Some time ago I wrote about a piece of property I was looking at, located out in the country. I have also written about two vacant lots I own in town that I've been planning to build new rental houses on.Comments
However at the moment I'm debating whether to ditch the idea of building on the two lots, and offer them to the country property owner in exchange for his parcel. He had previously expressed some interest in this exchange.
I'm caught between fear and greed. My trepidation on the one hand has to do with the tremendous time and energy committment I will need to make to owner-build a house in my spare time, even just acting as the project manager. My greed on the other hand has to do with what I perceive to be a lost opportunity for profit if I simply trade away the lots for another parcel.
Of course I want it all. I'd love to build the houses, maybe sell one of them or my current residence, and use the proceeds to purchase the country parcel. But given all of the circumstances, including the current and projected real estate market (flat to downward), I am not certain which is wiser. And that is my quandary.
Dadcat says this is "golden fleece" time. I've never put the Almighty to such a test before, and not sure how I'd go about it. Any prayers for wisdom you send this way will be appreciated though.
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Saturday, January 28, 2006
CONTRARIAN COMMENTARY FROM ANDY MARTIN: PRESIDENT GEORGE BUSH HAS JUST WON A CRITICAL VICTORY IN OCCUPIED PALESTINE -- ONLY HE DOESN'T REALIZE ITComments
(CHICAGO)(January 27, 2006) America's media have been full of hand wringing. It's enough to make you invest in a towel factory. The New York Times says "In the Mideast, A Giant Step Back." The Chicago Tribune says "It may shatter the prospects for peace..." The Chicago Sun-Times opines "Wrong turn ...for peace..." Is it really that bad? Not at all.(continue reading...)
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Thursday, January 26, 2006
Are you tired of hearing your partner say, "We never do anything together!"Comments
GuyK has found the perfect solution for togetherness and 'quality time':
CHARMING, JUST CHARMING: TWO HOLER:
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There are very few things in this world that make my blood boil instantly.Comments
I just don't give enough of a rip about most stuff. But suggestions of intent to do grave harm to, or to kill a cat, will quickly put you on my shit list. And if we should be so unfortunate that I should witness you committing said grave harm, so help me God, I will do my level best to kick your shit from here to Kingdom come. Whether that means I end up bloodied, battered and beaten or worse, or whether I end up facing a court date for what *I* did to you, it's just one of those things that will be, no matter.
One of my regular haunts is hosting a thread discussing means and methods for quickly killing neighborhood cats. Sorry Jack. Your reasons aren't valid. In fact they are grossly selfish and hateful. Furthermore, what you are contemplating doing is a crime. You've earned my enmity.
Not that you, of all people, will give a rip.
(update: Not talking about this post. Though this guy hates cats (bastard), at least he is not actively plotting their demise, to my knowledge.)
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Wednesday, January 25, 2006
This was forwarded to me via e-mail. Fortunately the link to the article was included, so I am able to present it to you, my reader, as an interesting perspective on what may soon transpire in the Middle East:Comments
Asia Times Online :: Middle East News, Iraq, Iran current affairs
Jan 24, 2006
Go read the rest.
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Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Not me. Should I file suit for trademark infringement?Comments
Musings of a Desert Cat
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Sunday, January 22, 2006
After church today, Daisycat and I went to the shooting range for some target practice. This time we stocked up on our own ammunition so we didn't have to count on the range having what we wanted available.Comments
They had a Ruger SP101 .357 revolver available for rent, so I chose that one first, and Daisycat chose a Ruger Mark III .22 pistol. Daisycat did not like the trigger pull on the .357 revolver either, although she had no trouble hitting the target with it. It's looking more like a pistol is what she's most comfortable with, at least until and unless she gets accustomed to a double action trigger. Surprisingly she seems to have little trouble working the slide on a pistol, which is supposed to be a limitation for some smaller women.
I did noticeably better today, although I was still showing a tendency to shoot toward the left.
That must be my conservatism showing.
Actually I was able to correct my aim somewhat by paying closer attention to how I was pulling the trigger. I switched to a .45 ACP Glock after a while. After 50 rounds, I did a decent job of shredding the black part of the paper at 5 and 10 yards. I just love .45 automatics! There's nothing more satisfying than a gun that gives off a good hearty BLAM! at each trigger pull.
But that Ruger Mark III is something else too. What a difference the longer barrel makes!. I ran 30 rounds through it after Daisycat had had enough. I had to draw 2" circles on the sides of the target and send it out to ten yards, just to make it a challenge.
I had been warned on two different occasions about the Glock slide and how to hold my thumb to keep out of it's way. But nothing says "Dummy! You're holding it wrong!" like getting your thumb bit. It was just a friendly little love nibble to drive home the lesson.
I think we're going to make this a fairly regular thing on Sundays. Church in the morning, then lunch somewhere, and then we'll spend a couple hours at the range slinging lead.
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunitionSomewhere a liberal is feeling a little lightheaded, I'm sure.
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Thursday, January 19, 2006
I have noticed that a lot of people get really pissed off when you point out to them that their e-mail rumor is a hoax. For some reason, people invest a lot into believing these things, especially when they just spammed their entire mailing list with it.Comments
I got a warning about how telemarketers are about to inundate cell phone users with calls, due to the recent creation of a cell phone number database. This was forwarded from our IT dude, through the General's secretary, and distributed to everyone in the outfit via **paper copies**!
I e-mailed back the IT dude and our division admin. assistant with the following information from the FTC site, and a note reminding that it is a good idea to verify rumors before circulating them:
Q&A: The National Do Not Call Registry
What Phone Numbers Can I Register?
The division admin. asst. fired back a snippy reply, as is her usual style, and I expect that's not the end of it. Just one more reason for the estrogen gaggle to hate on ol' Desert Cat.
What is it, seriously what is it that compels people to want to believe stuff like this so badly, that they're unwilling to take 2 minutes of their time to verify it before spamming it far and wide? Is it just so juicy or so outrageous that they gotta be the first one to tell all their buddies, so they get credit and look all smart and informed? But look what a fool they appear, when it becomes clear they've been snookered, yet again! (Right, right, I know *in-house* it's a different deal--the company cellphones could be hit and business minutes used up. But again I fault the dude for not checking it out before sending everyone scrambling.)
I don't even get e-mail from certain extended family members anymore. Most of what they sent was stuff like this, and I'd look it up and reply if it was a hoax, providing them with a couple of website addresses to check rumors first before spamming. I'm sure they're still clogging up the routers with their spammy garbage, but they learned it's easier to drop me from the cc: than do two minutes worth of research.
Which is too bad.
Wanna know how to get dropped from the cc: list *really* fast? Click "reply all" when providing the rumor busting information.
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Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Thomas' dissent in the Angel Raich case.Comments
GONZALES V. RAICH
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Discuss amongst yourselves.
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Sunday, January 15, 2006
Daisycat and I took the NRA Basic Pistol course today at a local range. After the class, they included some range time with some of the weapons that they have available for rent. I have had my eyes on a Kimber Pro Carry now for a while, so I wanted to try something similar. They didn't have any Kimbers available, so I chose a compact S&W .45 ACP pistol. I would have preferred that Daisycat try out a .38 Special revolver, as she's been thinking about a S&W Ladysmith, but the range had run out of .38 ammo. So she shot a .22 revolver instead. Frankly this particular gun was too large for her though.Comments
Now please no laughter--I have never shot a pistol before. This is 50 shots split between 3 yards and 5 yards.
It appears I had a bit of a problem with anticipating the recoil. It was causing my shots to pull downward. I'm not sure what was causing the leftward pull, though I suspect I need to pay some attention to how I'm handling the trigger.
Daisycat was hitting on the high side and a bit more all over the target, although she did put about half her shots in the black too. Partly this was a trigger pull that was a bit too long and hard for her hands, partly some breathing issues, and then finally fatigue from holding up a big hunk of metal for 50 shots.
So we have some work to do. But that just gives us an incentive to go to the range and practice, since we're both planning to take the CCW class next.
I'll tell you something: conteplating the ownership of a tool capable of inflicting lethal force--and the possible application of said lethal force--is a sobering thought. I've heard the old adage, "an armed society is a polite society". I'm understanding more lately just how true that adage is likely to be. There is no room whatsoever for being a hothead if you're armed. Taking the least confrontational avenue out of an encounter becomes the imperative.
While the mood of the course itself was upbeat and positive, there is an atmosphere of seriousness that permeates the shop and the range--an undercurrent that says, "deadly serious people come here to practice a craft that they hope to never use, but nevertheless must be well prepared for".
To be honest, I'm not all that eager to carry in public anytime real soon. I won't be ready without more training and putting a few thousand rounds through paper at the range. It's not just the target practice, but the mental preparation that goes with it. This shop also teaches a tactical pistol course that I believe will become appropriate to take at some point in the future.
But both Daisycat and I want to go through the CCW training and certification, so that we are prepared should things go bad in a hurry. One thing that Hurricane Katrina drove home was how quickly the veneer of civilization can be stripped away in a disaster situation.
And I'm pretty sure there's worse on the horizon.
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Saturday, January 14, 2006
...has teh funneh!!!111!!Comments
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Friday, January 13, 2006
I'm fiddling with my template just a bit today, adding a site I thought I had on there but had somehow overlooked adding. But I am realizing that I have a bit of housecleaning to do (oh joy!!) There are a bunch of defunct blogs on my list that I hadn't checked on in a while.Comments
I'm thinking I need to start a new category for blogs that appear moribund, but maybe, possibly their authors might yet revive. Primal Purge is one such blog I will not delete for a long time to come. Every so often, Anna will add a new post, and then there is much rejoicing!
But even so, it's frustrating to go down my blogroll and find some that haven't been updated in weeks. So those I need to move to the hospice, pending the confirmation of either their demise or their continued existence.
I'm bummed that American Dinosaur just recently went belly up. He was one of the few local bloggers that I'm aware of. And I was hoping to ping him and see if he was going to be at the gun show tomorrow. Queenie seems to have given it up. Even V-Man has pulled the life support on her blog. Very rats, as I absolutely loved her stories.
So what makes me hold on for so long, when so many fall by the wayside after a while. And some of these were *very* popular in their day! Burnout? I suppose for some. If it isn't the most natural thing in the world to sit down and spew your thoughts onto a screen, then eventually it becomes a burden. Maybe it's the sense that you get locked into a certain style, a certain set of topics, based on the expectations of your traffic, and you're afraid to change for fear of losing your readers. And at some point you weary of that style and those topics and it just becomes too much to carry on anymore.
For me, I can't imagine not having a blog anymore. I know I'll never be a Glenn Reynolds, so I don't even try. Instead, this is a slightly interactive notebook/diary, and I do appreciate the readers I have. At least it's not so much like shouting into an empty hall this way. When I get frustrated I deliberately let go for a while. And when I'm done on a topic, I'm done. Until I'm ready to say more, that is. I expect my interest in blogging politics will pick up this year as the mid-term elections heat up.
And when I really need to be heard, I can always hijack a thread at someone *popular*. S'okay. They'll be replaced by someone else in a few months anyway, after they burn out on their popularity.
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Lest this story get buried and lost. Never forget what they tried to do in New Orleans:Comments
Xavier Thoughts: THE Gun Story of 2005
On a personal note, Daisycat and I will be at the "Crossroads of the West" gun show tomorrow, and Sunday we're taking a firearms safety course at a local range. The last weapon I fired was my father's 12 ga, probably 20 years ago now. Time to get back into it.
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Tuesday, January 10, 2006
Nothing matters less to real life than the blogosphere. In all seriousness if something were to be cut off in my life, this is something I could get over losing. So why do I manage to keep getting sucked into the high drama of a certain group of bloggers? Why do I end up giving such a rip about a guy who hates cats with a passion, or the people he chooses to befriend? What sickness rouses me to defend them when attacked like a mother cat when her kittens are threatened? Why do I seriously give a flying hee haw? They don't need me to speak out for them--"thanks but no thanks" as they say.Comments
Two of the same names popped up that ticked me off months ago, the last time the drama ran deep in the south. I swore off paying any further mind to them then. I have no particular animus toward either of them, except for the perception that they treat their "friend" like dirt. Perhaps he deserves it, perhaps not. But again, why do I feel drawn in to give a rip in the first place?
Maybe this is a southern thing. I confess the understanding of it is a difficult thing for me. Yes, I'm a western cat now, but I was born and bred in the frozen tundra where we are "NICE" all the time to friends and foes alike. Down south, it appears to be a friendly gesture to kick someone in the ribs when they're down, or hawk a loogie at 'em when they're getting up. So this is all in the spirit of southron camaraderie then, right? Hell if I know. The mouth of the got-dam south didn't take kindly to my "friendly gesture" toward her good friend, that much I know.
Must be it's just a southron "guy thing" then? It certainly works that way with Twenty Major over in the Dublin bar he frequents. There, friends and foes alike are "cunts", when they deserve the appellation. After a humorous interchange over the meaning of the term "Yankee", one of his regulars was so kind as to call me a "yankee cunt" and wished me a very Merry Christmas. "When in Rome", right?
Blighted One, I'm sorry to say you have got me wrong. I can be a real sonofabiatch when something rubs me the wrong way. But it does make me all tingly when you get angry at me. You folks are a puzzling lot, to be sure. As I said to V-man in all sincerity, please feel free to "set me straight" when/if I should violate the unseen boundaries of your arcane culture again.
Lately I've felt like chewing steel beams and spitting nails. It is nothing in particular--just the impression of being bitten by a thousand tiny mice. It makes me want to ROAR! And it appears it's showing in the places I wander around the 'sphere. So, you know, "Nice kitty. Nice kitty. Now shoo!"
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Monday, January 09, 2006
Here's another one for the "socialist tyrrany" file:Comments
Create an e-annoyance, go to jail
Annoying someone via the Internet is now a federal crime.Idiocy! Statist tyrrany! First Amendment! Awk!!
Ahem. So who gets to define what is annoying? The alleged victim of the annoyance? A passerby who finds the conversation annoying?
I'm not about to tell every cybercreep who I am, and if that annoys someone, then THEY CAN KISS MY FURRY ASS!!
Look who done the deed:
To grease the rails for this idea, Sen. Arlen Specter, a Pennsylvania Republican, and the section's other sponsors slipped it into an unrelated, must-pass bill to fund the Department of Justice. The plan: to make it politically infeasible for politicians to oppose the measure.The RINO's RINO himself!
One more note of interest--under what guise was this egregious piece of speech-chilling fascism promulgated:
This ridiculous prohibition, which would likely imperil much of Usenet, is buried in the so-called Violence Against Women and Department of Justice Reauthorization Act. Criminal penalties include stiff fines and two years in prison.Surprised much? Women want to feel "safe", no matter what the cost.
Not that this legislation is benign in the matter:
There are perfectly legitimate reasons to set up a Web site or write something incendiary without telling everyone exactly who you are.There's a twisted irony for you! "Either open yourself to reprisals, or keep your mouth shut sister." Does that make you feel any safer? Not me.
I don't tell people who I am, because I don't want to make it easy for someone who takes umbrage at something I've said to "make me pay" for my freedom to speak my mind. I would think this would be a concern of every decent person with an opinion.
UPDATE: There's more crap in this bill that's been recently discovered. Now men who are looking for foreign women to marry will be treated as "guilty until proven innocent". I refer you back to the title of this post.
I'm sorry Ms. Dowd. This provision will *not* make you more marriageable. I guarantee you men would rather stay single, if you and your "sisteren" are the other option.
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There are blonde jokes, and then there is this one that Little Miss Attila found--The Mother Of All Blonde Jokes! Go check it out.Comments
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Friday, January 06, 2006
KRT Wire | 01/06/2006 | Enforcement of mine safety seen slipping under BushComments
See! I *knew* they could--and would--do it!
When ya haven't gotta clue, whaddaya do? Blame Bush!
'Cause Bush is to blame for everything!
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Bloomberg.com: Top Worldwide:Comments
"Jan. 6 (Bloomberg) -- U.S. employers added 108,000 workers in December, capping a year in which the economy shook off the effects of hurricanes and surging energy prices to gain more than 2 million jobs.
So do people whose only news source is the Main Stream Media (MSM) even *get* these news stories? Two million new jobs, despite everything that happened this year.
If Clinton were president, the MSM would have been crowing non-stop from the rooftops over this kind of news.
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Thursday, January 05, 2006
Tomorrow is Epiphany, which celebrates the visit of the Christ child by the wise men from the east. The lights in my cubicle at work and on the eaves at home are still lit, and Daisycat's Christmas tree still brightens its corner of the living room. And while I work (waiting for my computer to complete a model run), I'm listening to my Mannheim Steamroller Christmas albums one last time.Comments
Too much? No, not at all. Not for me. A couple of my albums were missing for a while this year, and I didn't quite get my fix. So, wind the music box one more time, and let the spirit of the season flow...just a little bit longer.
I hope you had a very Merry Christmas and the beginning of a Blessed New Year!
(cue George Winston's "Winter into Spring")
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Wednesday, January 04, 2006
A: Yes, yes it is, as a matter of fact!
Planted December 16, here are the rest of it's sprout-mates:
It is amazing what a combination of ideal conditions can produce. I am experimenting with a controlled environment setup for starting seedlings, rooting cuttings and etc. This was originally prompted by a species of salvia I am trying to grow that is finicky about the hot, dry climate I live in. The tomatoes were a first trial run to see how the current setup works. If they're any indication, I could get hooked on having this kind of success. The radishes I planted at the same time pretty much exploded out of the soil into a riot of lush growth. I had to remove them to a windowsill when I repotted the tomatoes.
There's an itch developing in the back of my mind that I'd love to expand this to a full-size greenhouse with complete climate control.
Oboi. That brings me back to when I was a kid. I was quite obsessed with gardening for a number of years. There was one year in particular I had to have started at least a couple hundred petunia seedlings, first under fluorescent lights and then in a makeshift greenhouse in the front garden area. I think I ended up giving a bunch of them away to a neighbor, because I didn't have anywhere to plant them in my beds.
I've been drifting away from gardening over the last few years--busy with stuff and whatnot. Or at least away from the kind of intensive gardening that annuals and vegetable gardening requires. My landscape still looks good--I've kept up with that at least, improving it bit by bit every year. Last year and the year before I built and finished a new pond for my Nymphaea caerulea.
Daisycat had a gardening bug bite her too. She ordered a bunch of vegetable seeds from online. I don't know what she plans to do with them all--she's going to have to dig new beds in the lot across the street if she wants space to plant them all.
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Tuesday, January 03, 2006
...of finishing my last half-rack of ribs. Something this good makes me hyperventilate in ecstasy.Comments
These are the ribs I slow-grilled New Year's Eve for eight hours. Wrapped in three layers of tinfoil with more layers on the grill rack, I set them on the top rack on the side opposite where I had the burner on low. I used Stubbs Barbecue Sauce as a grilling sauce, generously coating both sides of the ribs before foil wrapping them.
But the coup de grace was the administration of another sauce to the finished product--Brunckhorst's Boar's Head, Gourmet Barbecue Sauce.
I am giddy!
(Oddly, they don't feature this sauce on their website.)
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Monday, January 02, 2006
City Journal -- Why Feminism is AWOL on Islam -- Kay S. HymowitzComments
But look more deeply into the matter, and you realize that the sound of feminist silence about the savage fundamentalist Muslim oppression of women has its own perverse logic. The silence is a direct outgrowth of the way feminist theory has developed in recent years. Now mired in self-righteous sentimentalism, multicultural nonjudgmentalism, and internationalist utopianism, feminism has lost the language to make the universalist moral claims of equal dignity and individual freedom that once rendered it so compelling. No wonder that most Americans, trying to deal with the realities of a post-9/11 world, are paying feminists no mind.
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Sunday, January 01, 2006
No more of this running in circles barking maniacally.Comments
If Lassie was so smart, she'd have put 911 on speed dial too. There's more time for napping that way.
USATODAY.com - Cat called 911 to help ill owner, police say
dead mousie to Daisycat
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New Year, and wot!Comments
I celebrated with a plate of ribs, set on the grill at 4:00 PM and done at midnight.
Thirty minutes later and the idiots in da 'hood are still firing their pistols in the air. Nearly every year someone is injured by a falling bullet, but does that stop them? No-o.
About ten minutes ago someone was firing some big-ass caliber. Anyone know what the terminal velocity of a typical .45 round would be? Gotta hurt some, or leave a big dent in someone's hood or windshield.
Why pussyfoot around? If ya want a big boom, load up a 12 ga pump shotgun with birdshot shells and let 'er rip one after the other, reload, and repeat as necessary. Your shoulder may hate you in the morning, but at least the falling pellets would be unlikely to hurt anyone.
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...before the beginning of the seventieth week: Fulfilledprophecy.comComments
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