Archive for January, 2019

Well hey there, little dude!

January 25, 2019


Mr. Corbin-Story Samuel came into the world on Wednesday, January 24, at 1:54 PM. 8 pounds 5 ounces, 20.75 inches, and baby and Mama are both doing just fine. 😀

Couple of random hits…

January 20, 2019

From the Houston Chronicle:

Three men are dead and a fourth was injured after an East End homeowner opened fire in self defense during an apparent home invasion early Saturday, authorities said.

Well, gee. I don’t know. Why would anyone need a semiautomatic rifle with 30-round mags?

And that reminds me, of what I said as this story was making the rounds a few months ago…

Brass knuckles against an AR-15? C’mon. Who was afraid for their life?

I am 41 years old and have a mild case of cerebral palsy, which comes with a weak right arm and leg. I can’t run away, nor can I fight hand-to-hand. I mean, I can try, but I’d just be tired when I finally got my ass whipped or killed. And I have a wife and kids. Fuck a fair fight or any of that shit. Never mind an AR-15, if a gang of teenagers came at me all armed with brass knuckles I would feel undergunned with anything short of a fucking Phalanx CIWS or GAU-8/A Avenger, but as the saying goes, ya run with what ya brung.


And then there’s this…


I really get tired of hearing people whine about other people getting shot over “just stuff.” What the hell are honest people supposed to do, just hand their shit over to the brigands, thereby legitimizing and encouraging that sort of behavior and hastening the downfall of society? I mean, why even work to get things if they can all be legitimately taken away by people who don’t want to get their own things honestly? And where does that sort of thing end?

“Hey, your house is just a material thing. It’s not worth shooting a home invader/squatter over.”

As I have put it before, the question shouldn’t be “are material things worth killing over?” anyway. It should be “are material things worth getting killed over?”

WTFever, Billy.

January 19, 2019



Look, all you need to know about William Kristol is that he advocated the use of American taxpayer money to fund machine guns, RPGs and the like for Syrian rebels, but he doesn’t believe those same American taxpayers have the right to own so much as a semiautomatic rifle.

On nostalgia, etc.

January 11, 2019

Sometimes I wonder how many folks don’t have any particular fondness, nostalgic or otherwise, for the music of their formative years.

I don’t know exactly how it could be defined, but for purposes of the discussion we’ll define it as what came out when you were between 12 and 25 years old. So for me it was between 1989 and 2002. So we’ll just say ’90s country, grunge, that sort of thing. It’s funny…I listened to and bought a ton of ’90s country and did like it back then, but I eventually left most of it behind in favor of classic country and all the stuff coming out of the Texas & Oklahoma scenes. Beyond George Strait and Alan Jackson, I could take or leave most ’90s and early-2000s country anymore. I never liked the grunge thing, and I still don’t; even way back before I actually discovered the classic metal beyond all the glam stuff I was rather bewildered at how many people talked about the grunge bands killing metal like it was a good thing, and the more classic metal I hear, the more that baffles me. Nostalgia is a very powerful motivator, and a big, big seller; it’s how we still have classic rock stations playing music from more than 50 years ago. Of course a lot of that music still holds up, but I don’t necessarily mean to talk about the quality of it. I hear people waxing nostalgic about say, ’90s country, and I just think, “meh, OK” when I jammed to it just as much as anyone. I often think I really took the road less traveled as far as evolution of music tastes go…

(As an aside, it seems like way, WAY too many of my generation remember that stuff a bit too fondly. It’s like no one remembers Bryan White or Neal McCoy, or Tracy Byrd’s great voice being wasted on shit like “Watermelon Crawl.”)

Well, that’s special.

January 7, 2019

From MetalSucks, via Facebook:

I’m not sure whether I’ve ever listened to The Amity Affliction before (if I did, their music didn’t stick with me). But vocalist Joel Birch’s latest Twitter thread has inspired me to give them another shot.

Birch spotted a fan wearing a Trump jersey at the band’s show at Brooklyn Bowl in Las Vegas, NV on January 5th and decided to call him out from the stage. Video of the incident doesn’t exist (or hasn’t surfaced yet)…

Well then. Allow me to translate Mr. Birch’s outburst:

“So here we are, trying to make a living playing music in a world where people increasingly think music isn’t worth paying for. And here we have one of that dwindling number of people who not only is willing to part with his money but also his time to come see me and the rest of the band do what we love to do (and, again, PAY US).

“But I don’t like his political beliefs, so I’m going to embarrass and alienate him and all our other fans who share his beliefs, because we have more than enough fans already.”

And for all that, I don’t even care for Donald Trump! Stop making me sound like I am defending him!