Switched from the 357 Sig to the Colt .45 ACP today.  The Sig's holster got sticky.  But nothing like a couple of 230 grain Gold Dots to really fuck up your evening...

Bob Seger - Against the Wind

Just been hacked.  Facebook has become inoperable and no help available.  Guess the turds don't like what I write.

And a note to the perps across the street.  They have been laying very low.  Stupid does that.

I have this computer guru in town who recently attempted to become my very best friend.  I have no friends in this little shithole town, but he tried.  After a couple of days drinking beer with the guy, out of the blue, he suggested that I rent a solitary house out in the country and turn it into a marijuana growing operation.  He said he would supply the LEDS and seeds and all I had to do was stand by and monitor the situation.  Right.

I have more heat on me than the Saudi desert in July, and this guy, whom I barely know, wants me to commit a serious Federal felony to supposedly make us all rich.  I just laughed.  As is commonly the case, he was too good to be true, and, as I have previously said, if it looks too good to be true, it usually is.

Now, I think he has hacked my Facebook account.  He is a self-admitted highly capable hacker.  I can log on, but I can't read threads.  Totally blocked and Facebook tech support is unavailable.  The icon for logging out is no longer displayed.  Fuck Facebook.  A bunch of us old farts sitting around telling tales of past adventures.  But it was fun.  So I don't really care.  I have Twitter and my books and my email, such as it is, so I am still in contact with the world outside this hovel I live in.

The perps across the street have generally disappeared.  Their foolish light show a few weeks ago immediately exposed them.  I have had several items stolen since they moved in, so they are taking their lives in their hands.  I would love nothing more than to catch one of them in my apartment.  It would get really noisy around here for a very short time.

Fuck you, perps.  You are totally blown.

I have been editorially absent from this site for a while, but things have been happening.  Ever since the new perps moved into my neighborhood, thefts have occurred.  Multiple thefts.  And they must know that their very lives hang in the balance.  They are cannon fodder and their lives matter not to their handlers.  They are designated bullet sponges. I could care less.  They're handy, and they are guilty.

I am 71 years old, and I do not give a fuck, and I shoot very well.  This shit has been going on for 34 years now.  Multiple thefts.  About all these fools can successfully do is steal my stuff.  But I know who they are.  I would suggest a move to California, or, perhaps, Oregon, if they wish to continue living.  As I said, I do not give a fuck, and I shoot straight.

If this thing blows, the USA is over.  Period.

http://www.earthmountainview.com/yellowstone/yellowstone.htm

For those of you in the States, Luckygunner.com has some good deals on bulk 5.56mm XM855 penetrators...in case you wanna shoot some perps...

Nirvana - Come As You Are

 I do.

Enya - I Want Tomorrow (+playlist)

It Came Upon A Midnight Clear - Daryl Hall & John Oates

They just blocked my last attempt at a post, so here it is again.

I have another Pat the Rat on my ass.  Much more intelligent, but, remember and never forget, if it looks too good to be true, it usually is.

One of the first things his guy did was suggest to me that I commit a major felony.  I laughed at it.  He's good, and very intelligent, but, remember, if it looks too good to be true, it usually is.  This new guy is too good to be true.

Fuck him.  He's blown.

Totally blown.

Here's some perps in the UK...

https://plus.google.com/u/0/111562163102659451062/posts/ibWc4mmKXEf

Now visualize this...chilly night...out of beer at about 10:15 PM EST.  So I head for the beer store.  As I said, it's a bit chilly, so I always warm up the oil in my truck's engine.  Engine lasts much longer that way.

I start the engine, with my faithful dog beside me.  Pull out of the garage and drop the door behind me.  Sitting in my driveway warming the oil and what should appear?  Not Santa and his tiny reindeer.

No.

The perp bitch across the street appears under her porch light dressed in a caftan in 42F weather, standing there, reading what appears to be a Bible, and smoking a cigarette!  Great abstemious Christian there...LOL!!


I just sat there watching her through my binos and laughing my ass off.  Whether she is involved in an attempted mindfuck, or she just had a hell of an argument with her perp old man, we'll never know.  But I would bet her nipples were perky... ;-}

It was hysterical!

I let the oil attain normal operating temperature and slowly, very slowly, drove down the street.

What a fucking clown act.

These fools are truly entertaining.  Ever since the big light show a few weeks back, their cover is BLOWN!  Anything they do is nothing but black comedy by categorical stupids.  It's highly entertaining and getting better.

You can cure ignorance, but you can't cure stupid.

My vet dropped by this evening to help out my dog.  We had a great conversation in my driveway.  My dog alerted twice, so I knew the scumbag across the street was hiding in the bushes listening to our conversation.  If the doc hadn't been there, I would have advanced on his house, firing double taps into the bushes.  This motherfucker is begging for it.  Keep it up, shitbird.  Keep it up.  Pretty soon, you're going international.  Watch this space...Everybody will know where you live and what you look like.

BTW, those little blue and white lights in your little bush by your front door certainly don't look like Christmas to me.  What a total piece of shit. Very likely a Satanist.

The followers are now shown again.  Oh, well.  It is what it is.

The reptiles have deleted my followers, or they deleted themselves.  I could care less.  I must be making an impression on their psychotic minds.  Fuck you, dildos.  Rubber dicks.  Imitation penises. That's all you are.

I write for myself.  Anyone who wishes to read this stuff is very welcome.  Welcome to my world of mild insanity and potential mayhem. 

Fear me, stalkers, because I will kill you without hesitation.

Fleetwood Mac hypnotized

Fleetwood Mac from the old days, with Peter Green...

When the shit hits the fan, Fat Linda's first.  Then, we'll take it from there...It's coming...

The reptiles across the street have the light show back up.  I doubt if that asshole understands what a 55 grain 5.56 will do to his head.   S-P-L-A-T-T-E-R.  It's a point blank shot.  Go ahead, asshole.  Push it.  I have nothing to live for anyway.  They're begging for a fusillade...

IWC Pilots commercial

Hey, where's your light show, perps?  You allergic to having your residence photographed and the pictures posted here?  You miserable scum.  Think you're gonna move into my neighborhood and intimidate me?  You can go fuck yourselves.  Are you bulletproof?  Wear Kevlar underwear?  It will do you no good.  I know who you are and where you live and what you drive and where you work, so if you're feeling snug in your little duplex, it's illusory.  Reptilian scum. Dung beetles.  If I want you, you're mine!

Read it and weep...

http://survivaltalkusa.com/2013/10/04/so-you-think-you-are-safe-and-there-is-no-impending-financial-collapse-well-read-this/

The psychopath Ewen Cameron and MK-ULTRA...

http://io9.com/the-inept-mind-control-experiment-that-led-to-20-years-1476143308