17 March 2026

That's Not Big Enough For That

For some reason Lennar is spamming my Facebook with ads for their wares.

The house they keep showing me has a "3-Car Garage."

It's 30' wide and 20' deep.  Laundry is in a separate room inside the house.

That's not right.

My oversized one-car garage measures 22' deep and 14' wide.  27'x17' on the floor-plan.  There's shelves on the house side and a bathoom/laundry area at the back.

My inlaws house is the same builder as my house and their standard one-car is 24' deep and 14' wide on the floor plan; with laundry taking up the back.

Marv's "2-car" garage measures 22' deep and 20' wide (23x21 on the floor plan).  He can squeeze two cars in there with cabinets on one side and sink and laundry at the back.  You can just squeeze by the front of his Impala past the washer and dryer and he has to move one car to open the doors on the other.

New garages are widely optimistic about their capacity considering the two most popular vehicles in America are full sized pick-ups and those are larger than they've ever been!

Quoted In Full

Devon Eriksen says:

If you don't own a rifle, your opinion is mostly irrelevant.

Everything humans do to interact and work together is a proxy for force.

Force is base-level communication, because it requires no common language or concepts, and it definitively settles every dispute. Problem with it is, it's risky, expensive, and mostly not very enjoyable.

So we developed proxies for it. First language, then persuasion, deception, negotiation, money, blackmail, fake news, advertising, psychology, etc, etc, it's all a proxy for the underlying asset... force.

So if you have no weapon, then your opinion is only relevant when it influences those who do, whether directly or through second and higher order effects.

This places you at a considerable disadvantage, not only because those who can wield force directly can cut through the abstractions and wield that force directly, but also because the threat, stated or implied, of doing so carries weight and can change how others wield those higher-level abstractions.

This is why Jordan Peterson is wrong.

Free speech, when available, can be used to defend many things, but when it is under threat, it cannot be used to defend itself.

The right to bear arms, however, can be used to defend the right to bear arms.

And that is the difference.

If you need a further example, look at what is happening in Britain. The masters do not want their slaves expressing certain opinions, and they are imprisoning them for doing so.

Their real plan of attack, for course, has little to do with the people being imprisoned. They only have the resources to do that to a tiny fraction of the population.

The real plan is heads on spikes. It's using the fear of being one of those people to shut everyone up. Everyone but them.

But ask yourself... if you were British, or French, or Canadian, or Australian (or perhaps you actually are), instead of having the outrageous good fortune to be American, what the hell would you do?

How would you use the right of free speech to defend the right of free speech? If you say this is wrong, they'll find an excuse to call it hate speech and lock you up.

And you consented to this, you morons. A few crazies shot a vanishingly small percentage of kids, and instead of locking up the crazies, like any sensible population, you let them take away your only capacity to resist them.

You cheered for it.

You begged for it.

You brag about it.

You try to snap back at us with it, saying that at least .00000000001% of your schoolchildren (in the ghetto) aren't being shot (by other feral teens in the ghetto), as third-world barbarians hack your little girls to death with machetes and rape your teenage daughters and your own government won't lift a finger to stop it, because they hate you and they want it to happen.

You don't want to admit that the primary civil right, the right on which all the others is based, is the right to be armed.

Because if you did, you would have to face three horrifying truths:

1. You've been wrong all this time, and the very thing you were smuggest about was your biggest mistake.

2. You are in a shit situation, because you now have to figure out how to bring down a government that hates you, can use force on you any time they want, and you can't stop them.

3. America, Switzerland, and the Czech Republic are the only free countries on Earth. Everywhere else is a police state.

Americans have always known that ultimately, no matter who you are, now matter where you are, no one is coming to save you. You must possess the means to save yourself, or at least to fight back, to make yourself expensive and dangerous to kill, so you can save the next guy.

This is the reason, the real reason, why Americans love guns.

We let you pretend it was because we were fat stupid belligerent rednecks who like power fantasies, because that lie seemed to make you happy, and it's not nice to take away the comforting delusions of toddlers and crazy people.

But now that delusion is hurting you, and, contemptuous as you have been of us, you are fellow human beings, fellow civilized humans beings, and we don't want to see you die, so we have to tell you the truth.

We love guns because they are not only the tool of liberty, they are symbol of our value, not as tools or slaves of regime, but as independent, free human beings of inherent worth.

In America, when I walk past a police officer on the street, he has a badge and a gun. But I have a gun, too. Right there under my shirt. And [mine] works just like his.

And that changes everything. Because now I am not the only one dependent on the rule of law. He is dependent upon the rule of law, too. Because if the rule of law is the only thing that prevents him from killing me under color of authority, then the rule of law is the only thing that prevents me from killing him in the act of resistance.

The deterrents exist on both sides, and we all have to play nice. And mostly, we do. Because those deterrents make sure we really, really want to.

They're not playing nice any more on your side of the big blue wobbly thing. They have guns. All you have is a mouth and a keyboard.

How that working out for you?

An armed society is a polite society. That's not just a saying. That's not just fiction.

And Terry Pratchett was dead wrong. It doesn't just last until "some twerp drinks out of the wrong mug or picks up someone else's change by mistake and five minutes later you're picking noses out of the beer nuts."

Only a person from a disarmed society, who has never lived in a armed one, could have been so profoundly, pig-headedly, disastrously delusional.

If you haven't trained with guns, owned guns, carried guns, you have no idea what they're like, or what you would do if you had one, or what everyone would do in a bar where everyone had one.

Because the answer, the real answer, to "[what everyone does] in a pub where everyone goes armed" is "not get their goohuloog heads kicked in by the police for speaking out against their masters".

Killed By Death

The men in my family don't have a consistent problem that leads to their demise.

Grampa on Mom's side was a diabetic who didn't bother changing what he ate all that much and a one-two blow of dementia and heart problems associated with that neglect got him.  At 76 years old.

Great Grampa on Dad's side had his brain just quit.  85 years old.

Grampa on Dad's side got done in by undetected prostate cancer that had metastasized into his bones and further.  77 years old.

Dad is trucking along at 84 years old and nobody has told me about any health scares he's had.  We don't talk.

Nobody really did the diet and exercise bit, but all of them remained active.  Mom's dad probably should have watched what he ate though.

My dad's sister tells me that high cholesterol is a thing in the family and nothing really gets it under control and the women in the family have been making it to their 90's regular like.

About THAT Age

Because The Lovely Harvey is entering the post-menopause frisky stage and I have been afflicted with a common problem, I inquired as to the availability of little blue pills.

This triggered a, "let's make sure your heart is healthy enough to be frisky," set of tests.

EKG, then a 24 hour heart monitor, then a trip down to Bay Pines for an echo-cardiogram.

DUDE!

Makes one feel like the Grim Reaper is just the other side of the door.

Also in the visit was a cholesterol discussion.

One of the best ways to get my ratios right is to cut out fried foods.

Um...

Until I decided to follow this advice, I had no idea how much stuff was fried.

Holy snot!

I've been eating all wrong. 

Starting Wealth

TL8 starting wealth is $20,000.

Under standard, settled lifestyle, assumptions you can spend 1/5 of that on "adventuring gear."

Want a humbling moment?

Add up all of your assets and calculate how many starting wealths it takes to cover them.

My freaking house, according to Zillow, is $179,200.

If that's 4/5 of what I own then I need $224,000 for a starting wealth.

"Wealthy" is $100,000.  20 points.

"Very Wealthy" is $400,000.  30 points.

I'm somewhere between wealthy and very wealthy.

I don't FEEL wealthy, but here we are.

I can no longer relate to myself as a character.

Several of my friends are in better financial condition based on their home's value.

What the actual fuck?


Some Blobs Are Better Than Others

David Freiburger has a new T-shirt:

That image has an amazing resemblance to The Beast!

I'm pretty sure he doesn't mean MY V-8 powered, rear wheel drive, 362 hp, 391 ft-lb Holden.

But he's got his tastes and I have mine.

I happen to like my blob!

Blacklist

I've been watching, and enjoying, the NBC show "The Blacklist."

It's a bit formulaic, but lots of fun.

James Spader is a joy in this role.

Not the smallest matter of fun is his chosen pistol is a Browning Hi-Power.


Glad!

The HP is one of my all-time favorite nine millimeters.

If you have the means, I highly recommend picking one up!

Broken Pics

Blogger continues to fail at hot-linked pics.

Flickr is not innocent because they keep giving links that expire almost instantly.

The work-around is to select the link for the 1024x768 sized image rather than the full sized 6000x4000 image.

I've fixed several, and will keep doing so as I encounter them.

16 March 2026

The Highwaymen

Way back when the Kevin Costner movie "The Highwaymen" came out, I mentioned that I enjoyed it, but something just stuck that didn't at the time, though Beans mentioned it in the comments.

It's the first Bonnie and Clyde movie where the good guys are portrayed as the protagonists.

The Barrow gang were murdering criminals.  They were not the good guys, no matter how romanticized Hollywood wants them to be.

The realization of how rare it is for Hollywood to let the actual good guys be the heroes of the story really hits home.

It's remarkable and I am remarking on it.

Related is the constant refusal to take their own culture's side when portraying historical events.

That culture is the only reason your commie asses get to be millionaires, you should appreciate it more!

Of course, they're just emulating Herr Marx.  Not producing anything of value while mooching off friends and cheating on their spouses. 

I cannot think of how much better the world would be if McCarthy had owned a helicopter. 

Depopulation Bomb

Paul Erlich, a scientist known for making a bad prediction more than anything else, has passed.

If being wrong had been the only problem, we'd have never heard of him or made note of his passing.

The problem with his prediction is how many crappy policy decisions have been made since to avoid his apocalyptic prediction when the green revolution solved it without doing anything else.

Wrong Side Of The Bed

Don't interrupt a USMC air defense unit's naptime...


 Especially when they've got 3+ LAV-AD handy to let you know they're feeling grumpy.

Not Sending Ships

Japan and Australia have decided to not send ships to support Operation Epic Fury.

There's been a bit of sturm und drang about that, but I think that they just don't have the capability to do it.

Their navies are tiny by our standards and they just don't appear to have the excess capability to send boats to the region while still maintaining their commitments closer to home.

Australia is sending some significant air assets though.  It's not like they're refusing to help. 

Gas Masks

My foray into 20th Century body armor has hit protective masks, which are considered armor in GURPS.

They end up being a lot like helmets in that they have the same DR and about the same weight.

What I get to do is add in details like what filters they use and how much those cost and to make notes about tanker/aviator versions of things. 

15 March 2026

Y+ 36

On this day, in 1990, a Caprice Classic completed final assembly in Willow Run, Michigan.

It was sold to the Carlisle, Iowa PD, despite not being a police package car.

Six years later, I bought it and hot rodded it for the next 24 years with it becoming The Biscayne SS.

I sold it to a friend, who has, likewise, passed it to someone in the 91-96 B-Body community.

 


 

It's Official

Traveller, set in the year 5621 at the beginning of most campaigns, is now officially an alternate history.

How can something set almost 3,600 years from now be an alternate history?

Because there was no Treaty of New York in 2024 where all of the nations of Earth ceded their sovereignty to the United Nations and made the UN the new world government. 

14 March 2026

Genes

The Boy's psychiatrist ordered a round of genetic testing for him.

She did a bad job of explaining why, but we have the results in and...

It was a allele compatibility test with certain drugs and it actually explains a lot of observed things.

What it showed is that some drugs don't work like they're supposed to work with certain genetic markers.  Some as bad as having the opposite effect as expected.

This is particularly true of sedatives and The Boy.

The good news is that it also identifies drugs that should work correctly with his genetic markers.

It's kind of neat we're learning enough about this stuff to be able to tailor a cocktail just for one person. 

Tailor's Sword

A new term for me!

British officers were responsible for their own kit, so they'd head down to the tailor's for a uniform and while they were there, they'd buy the sword that goes with.

The tailor, quite often, did not sell swords that were a good idea to take into a fight.

But they met the size-shape regulations.

There's also a lot of fashion involved in a lot of swords.

Many surviving examples of blades that are intended to look good, but are compromised by how they were made.

There's even a couple of examples where the design is compromised to make it more comfortable to lug around!

How does one GURPS this?

The idea of a cheap quality sword with fine (decorated) has a lot of appeal to represent these, but even a cheap sword is considered to be correctly designed, just cheaper materials.  I think I need something like cheap (poorly balanced)... 

Please Wait

Tried to fire up LibreOffice on the Win7 machine because two big screens is better than one small one for doing my GURPS stuff.

Silver Light said to please wait while it updated my installation.

I know that LibreOffice has moved on and they don't support Win7 anymore, so I expected it to fail in a moment and let me continue.

Nope!

It finished an I got a "cannot find api-ms-win-core-path-l1-1-0.dll" and no LibreOffice 26.2.6 anymore.

Mutter mutter mutter.

I'll just repair the install of LibreOffice, I think.

No go.

So I uninstall it.

Reboot.

Cannot find the network.  This happens about once per 100 reboots for some reason.

Reboot.

Wait.

Reinstall.

Try to run it.

Silver Light, again, says to please wait while...

I stab the little red box with the X in it!

Try to run it again.

Loooooooooooong delay.

LibreOffice 25.2.6 lives!

Change the settings to stop checking for updates and to stop trying to automatically update.

Grumble.

The Win7 machine is perfectly fine offline, I just need to get programs to stop trying to reach the outside world!

13 March 2026

12 March 2026

Under Investigation

 That company from last year with the brutal contract I declined to sign...

They're getting investigated for fraud.

People who used them are also getting letters.

The lucky ones are getting a letter from a law firm telling them they might be entitled to have their fees returned because a veteran org can only charge a fixed fee and not a percentage of increase.

The unlucky ones are finding that they were coached into committing fraud by the company that helped them increase their rating.

This is an official crack down, it seems.

Lego Space Nazis

I noticed, building the Death Star, that the Imperial military is amazingly egalitarian.

Two of the seven stormtroopers are women.  Only two of them are Caucasian.

The same sort of distribution goes with the Navy personnel too.

I giggle that Lego is going out the way to have diversity in the bad guys.

Diversity that isn't present in the good guys because the actors weren't.

Surf And Turf

I only got lobster once while I was in the Army.  On Columbus Day in basic.

We got steak fairly regularly, especially on Federal holidays.

It was, generally, great for morale and let the cooks demonstrate they could actually cook if allowed.

That's a bit of undeserved snark.

The mess hall never had anything actively disgusting.  Occasionally they'd serve something I was too picky to eat, but it wasn't unwholesome, and there was normally a second choice.

But I notice the same people who hate the military all the time are the ones complaining about how much getting surf and turf to the troops costs.

It's probably no coincidence that these people are also ignoring the fraud in Minnesota and other places.

C'est La Guerre

The press keeps repeating that we blew up a school on the first day of attacking Iran.

The way they report it, and the Iranian government keeps harping on it, you'd think it was on purpose.

Even if we accept that we did hit the school and there are really 157 dead Iranian civilians from it.

C'est la guerre.

Stuff like that happens in a shooting war.

So does fratricide.

You do what you can to prevent it, but you can never completely eliminate it.

Well, WE do what we can.  Iran is flinging missiles willy-nilly and nobody seems to be whinging about civilian casualties from that.

Speaking of fratricide.  There's some indication that the three F-15E's shot down by a Kuwaiti F/A-18C were shot down deliberately.  Kuwait might have a traitor to execute here. 

Fully Armed And Operational Battle Station

I have completed my buddy's Death Star!

Huge.

It's the biggest thing I've ever constructed from Lego.

Now we have to figure out how to get it from my house to his house. 

11 March 2026

Counting Type-S

My version of counting sheep to go to sleep is running through all the steps of bringing a Type-S scout ship from cold-iron to pre-flight.

Figuring out the ship in this level of detail has messed with a couple of my Traveller players.

Hitting them with, "Have you checked the flight manual for this problem?" really screwed up one of them after a failed skill check.  I was like, "Dude, the test is open book in real life!"

College students, amiright?

But...

To get the left fusion plant running, you need to charge the capacitors and the power for that comes from some sort of ground cart.  In this case, the air-raft your drove up to the cold ship.

As I was drifting off, I realized that I had been imagining parking it aft of the ship and climbing up to the engineering room hatch...

An air-raft is literally a flying car.  I can park it hovering AT the rear hatch!

My mental image has been amended to include cleats to tie the air-raft there now. 

Hopefully Nothing

My odd throat / thorax thrumming, while probably gastro related, is similar enough in my description to trigger further testing.

EKG and take-home heart monitor next week!

Also the VA has their own brand of gun-lock they're giving away if you even HINT you own a gun.  They gave me two and I will add them to the pile. 

10 March 2026

Square Peg Round Hole

We ordered new lock cylinders for Harvey's gun cabinet.

At some point the company changed from an octagon lock-bar drive to a square.

So I figure I'd just swap the drive...

They changed the shaft from oval to square too.

What's to do?

I think we might just take the busted lock to a locksmith and see if they can fix it.

I Understand But

"Don't use that hand grenade, it's dangerous after it explodes!"

The Army has finally adopted a replacement for the Mk3A2 Offensive Grenade.  The original Mk3 dates to 1918 and the A2 from 1945.

"Offensive" means it's a concussion grenade as opposed to a defensive grenade which is a fragmentation grenade.

In the war on Tara we rediscovered that fragmentation is a "to whom it may concern" item and we had some fratricide on the other side of walls from it.

We were laying off using the Mk3A2's in inventory because the fiber/asphalt case had asbestos in it, thus the quote at the opening."

The new M111 has a plastic case and the latest fuse.  No more mesothelioma risk!

Huzzah!

I Am Now A Psychologist

Once upon a time, no shit there I was...

I embarked on being a psychologist.

In my senior year, I did an (unpaid) internship with a practicing psychologist and discovered that, not only, did I not have the temperament for the job; I didn't have any interest in the work.

I loved the science and the research part, but not what 99.5% of psychologists do.

While my grades were OK, they weren't near good enough to get a position at the university or to continue on to a masters with the money available to me.  So I quit with six credits of English untaken to complete the degree.

So I fell back on my mechanical design degree to keep the lights on and motored away.

About ten years later, I got a bachelor's in business administration.

The situation with The Boy prevented me from ever working with my BA, and I have been a, relatively, happy house husband ever since.

But a friend kept harping at me to put in the English credits from my BA into my first degree...

And here we are!  I am now a graduate of Iowa State University with a bachelor's degree of science in Psychology!  Class of 2026!

Hurray me...  It only took 30 years to complete.

I plan on doing the same thing with the degree I did without.

It's been a while since I looked into working in the field and I don't have any licenses or professional memberships cultivated so getting a job looks like a bigger pain than it'd be worth anyway.

That's Not What Makes You A Nazi

Owning a copy of Mein Kampf doesn't make you a Nazi.

READING a copy of Mein Kampf doesn't make you a Nazi.

Even quoting from Mein Kampf doesn't make you a Nazi.

Acting like a Nazi makes you a Nazi.

If someone owns, reads and quotes from Mein Kampf and doesn't behave like a Nazi, they're not a Nazi.

If someone acts like a Nazi, but doesn't own, read or quote from Mein Kampf they ARE a Nazi.

It seems really strange to have to explain this.

It seems self evident to me.

Oh, and in reference to a particular Congressional candidate from Texas who's in the news for owning a copy...

Mocking Mein Kampf and Nazis in general, and at length, means you're not a Nazi.

I notice that the press accusing this candidate never mock the Nazis... 

09 March 2026

Every Other Day

Sorry about the free ice cream dispenser being down...

I am wrapped up in this Death Star build for my buddy and it doesn't have a lot of handy off-ramps to stop on.

Basically, each level is two assemblies and doesn't give a good stop point except for completing the level half.

Getting there, though.

He's got Huntington's Disease, in case you wanna find a charity that meets your needs and donate to help find a treatment.

He tapped me to make his kit because his fine-motor skills are already taking a hit.

Slackin'

I got it my head that The Day The Unbearable Light Of Lex went out was next Friday.

It was last Friday.

Make up toast of Guinness (for strength) and Jameson (for courage) was done yesterday at dinner.

Sorry about that, Lex.

Then I totally missed 3-08 day!

So...

 and

plus


 

We Have Met Them And They Is Us

Science, being well known for settling things for all time...

Wait.

Science keeps on marching on and making your reference materials obsolete.

The latest theory running through anthropology is that Cro-magnon, neanderthal, and denisovans is that they aren't separate species, but simply different populations of humans.

Dog breeds show as much difference as the different homo-sapiens species.

If they were simply different populations of humans, then the neanderthals being "wiped out" is explained by two populations merging via breeding.

It's a neat theory and completely off limits in 1973 in my oldest book on neanderthals. 

08 March 2026

A T2K Staple

I first read about the LAV-25 in a Popular Mechanics article on the Rapid Deployment Force.

Back then, the Army was still in on the project.

Because of that, GDW included it in Twilight: 2000.

It is, by far, the vehicle my players had most often.  Vagaries of the dice, I guess.

So here's a video about it!



It's Big

 A friend of mine bought the $1,000 Lego Death Star.

He's got some physical impairments that would make building it a major effort.

So he asked me to.

I'm about half done.

Even if I quit right now, it's the biggest Lego I've ever put together.

And it will get bigger!

Spring Forward

Today the government steals an hour from us in a vain attempt to "save daylight."

Shifting the sun an hour today doesn't really change the overall day all that much come summer, and by the solstice it really wouldn't matter.

We should just stay on standard time, I think.

07 March 2026

Don't Throw Me In The Briar Patch

I double dog dare you to do it!

Go on.

Go back to wherever you came from and deprive us of your presence here.

I wanna see if we can do without you so bad.

Worth It

The Beast has a 19 gallon gas tank.

Gas going up about 50 cents a gallon thanks to bombing Iran means that it will cost me $9.50 more for a full tank from empty.

WORTH IT!

Especially since I know it's going to be a short lived increase.

06 March 2026

Captain Vulnerable

 

Armor Coverage

Hit Locations
Captain Vulnerable gets his name from an image similar to this one for hit locations in Champions.

This is the GURPS 4e version and shows the hit locations from The Basic Set.

Low Tech changes the coverage for armor.

Skull (hit locations 3-4) remains the same.

Face (hit location 5) remains the same.

Legs (6-7 for right leg, 13-14 for left leg) change.  You get Thighs (5-6), Knees (4), and Shins (1-3).  For arm and leg hits, roll 1d and the result shows you where on the limb the blow strikes.

Arms (8 for right arm, 12 for left arm) change.  You get Shoulders (6), Upper Arms (5), Elbows (4) and Forearms (1-3).

Torso (9-10) changes.  First it becomes areas 9-11 then Chest takes over locations 9-10 and Abdomen takes over 11.

Groin (11) changes.  Groin is covered by Abdomen, but is given it's own location because you can armor JUST the groin.

Hand (15) remains the same.

Feet (16) remain the same.

Neck (17-18) remains the same.

Vitals are covered by Chest, but can be armored separately.

If you look at Capt. Vulnerable, you will see that torso coverage includes the shoulders.

Lots of armor doesn't in real life.  The M12 vest and the Ground Troops Variable Armor don't.

That means I need to remember to note "shoulders" when they have such coverage.

It's also striking how few flak vests have abdomen coverage.

PS: The illustration from 3e was clearer.



Issued Before It Was Type Classified

You'd think that a piece of gear designated M1969 or M69 would see its first issue not before 1969, wouldn't you?

Well, you'd be wrong in this case.

Armor, Body, Fragmentation Protective Vest with 3/4 Collar was first fielded in 1962 and gets continually tweaked until they finally settle on type classifying it as Body Armor, Fragmentation Protective, Vest with 3/4 Collar, M-69 in 1969.

First it had no stiffeners.  Then stiffeners were added.  Then they replaced the zipper (and pocket snaps) with velcro.

The stiffeners were added to keep the ballistic nylon innards from bunching up and leaving the upper part of the torso unprotected.