The Post Of The Beast

This is the 666th post of this year!

 Have some Maiden!

 

Remember

 

Just because things are going well now, it doesn't mean you're not fucked in the end.

Man It Was Sure A Long Day

This is the most sunlight we're gonna get all year!

Happy Summer Solstice! 

Teardrop

Lavender Linda and Dottie have exchanged forward assists.

Three-prong is in her future!

It makes me giggle that I'm combining modern and retro on Dottie like I am.

A flat-top, middy-gas, R605 with a forward assist.

Anachronism

Dottie is a contradiction in terms in a couple of ways, on purpose, because it amuses me.

I glanced over where she sits and saw the round forward assist button and thought, "with the retro furniture, should I get a tear-drop forward assist?"

That leads, inevitably, to:

The big question is which three-prong flash hider?

Even saying, "a retro one," results in, "which one?"

Duckbill?

OG 3-prong?

Wilson AccuTac?

The OG is cheapest.

All of them give a tuning fork tone when the action is operating.

I think the finish on the Wilson matches the barrel's finish best. 

Son Of A...

Ha!  I finally bought a gun without borrowing money from someone!

Didn't you use a credit card?

FUCK! 

Left Hand Is Unaware Of What The Right Hand Is Doing

Peddle sent me a text telling me that the driver was on the way to pick up Noxious.

"Odd," I thought, "We dropped her off at the towing company yesterday."

Moments later, they texted me that our driver, Steve, was at the location of our car.

Ah!  Steve just clocked in, because Noxious is at his workplace.

Moments later, they texted me that our car had been picked up by Steve.

We're thinking these transmissions are entirely automated in nature and are required to be sent regardless of how silly circumstances have made them. 

There's A Resemblance

For some reason the gnome on the left reminds us of Willard.

Maybe it's the cigar.

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.

Upside Downside

On the down side, I might be getting to the age that I need little blue pills.

On the up side, I might need little blue pills at my age!

Speaking Of Guzzlean

The Beast has 10.4:1 compression.

In ye olde days that would mean 87 octane would be a no-go.

This is because a distributors couldn't retard the timing far enough to prevent detonation.

Now that electronically controlled ignition is here, there's no actual limit to how far the timing can go.

So the car is tuned to use 87 octane and it runs just fine on it.

It also has a table for E85, which it also runs just fine on.

Just for fun, I've been running 93 octane, despite not having a fuel table that will advance the timing to take advantage of the compression that's mechanically part of the engine.

It's "seat of the pants" smoother with more octane.

It will not show even a thousandth of a second improvement in the 1/4 mile.

It gets about 1.5 mpg better mileage, but that's because the smoother means I stay out the pedal more not because the engine is being inherently more efficient on higher octane.

I've paid for HP tuners.  Supposedly you can add a 93 octane timing table and keep the ability to run 87.  I know The Precious did.

T2K LARP

The AKB-23 gets run through its paces by GunJesus®.

 

 I still have latent wants for an L85 because of my long association with Twlight: 2000.

I've fired a lot of bullpups and never really found one I loved.

The FN FS2000 is closest, so far.  It's also the newest one I've shot.

I think there's an irony that I didn't really care for shooting the L85A1 when we did a little cultural exchange with the Brits in Germany; but I still kinda want one.

I wonder if that SUSAT is more expensive than the whole rest of the gun. 

Talk Like A Pyrate Day!

Today is Talk Like A Pyrate Day!

 

Fifteen Men on a dead man's chest, Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.The mate was fixed by the sosun's pike
The bosun brained with a marlinspike
And cookey's throat was marked belike
It had been gripped by fingers ten;
And there they lay, all good dead men
Like break o'day in a boozing ken, Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!

Fifteen men of the whole ship's list, Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Dead and be damned and the rest gone whist!
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
The skipper lay with his nob in gore
Where the scullion's axe his cheek had shore
And the scullion he was stabbed four times four
And there they lay, and the soggy skies
Dripped all day long in up-staring eyes
In murk sunset and at foul sunrise, Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum

Fifteen men of 'em stiff and stark, Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Ten of the crew had the murder mark! Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
'Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
Or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the scuppers' glut with a rotting red
And there they lay, aye, damn my eyes
All lookouts clapped on paradise
All souls bound just contrariwise, Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!

Fifteen men of 'em good and true, Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Ev'ry man jack could ha' sailed with Old Pew,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
There was chest on chest of Spanish gold
With a ton of plate in the middle hold
And the cabins riot of stuff untold,
And they lay there that took the plum
With sightless glare and their lips struck dumb
While we shared all by the rule of thumb,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!

Fifteen men on a dead man's chest, Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
We wrapped 'em all in a mains'l tight
With twice ten turns of a hawser's bight
And we heaved 'em over and out of sight
With a Yo-Heave-Ho! and a fare-you-well
And a sudden plunge in the sullen swell
Ten fathoms deep on the road to hell, Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!

I Have A Character Concept

I have a mage idea that's just a name and a fragment of a back story.

Malcom the Incompetent.

Due to a gap in his education, he learned that flammable and inflammable mean the same thing, but missed that the 'in' prefix normally doesn't work that way.

By the time he'd learned his mistake, he'd been insisting on the moniker for years. 

He will, of course, be a competent mage. 

You Learned The Wrong Divination

Octospheromancy doesn't work because it's really icosahedromancy.*

Adjust your spell books accordingly.

*Yes, I just made up those two words. 

Add It Up!

When you get a catalog in the mail, add up the value of all the things you're not buying.

That way you know how much you saved.

If you simply don't buy the things without adding up how much they cost, you're not saving anything, you're just not spending money.

You feel way more smug with a value assigned to it!

The Metallicas

 

h/t FuzzyGeff.

New Bots

Guten Abend, meine neuen Leser aus Brasilien!

Bist du wegen der GURPS oder der Waffen hier oder einfach nur wegen der schrillen Beleidigungen für bigotte, rassistische Idioten?

Shit!  That's Argentinian.  Hang on.

Boa noite meus novos leitores do Brasil!

Você está aqui pelos GURPS ou pelas armas ou apenas pelos insultos estridentes aos intolerantes e racistas?

Wait! Keep Doing That!

When a friend calls and says, "I almost died!"

Don't say, "Don't do that!"

You don't want them to succeed at dying!

"I almost died!"

"You fucking quitter!  You can't do anything right!  Why can't you be more like your...  Uh...  Get well soon?"

Someday I will master not putting my foot in my mouth.

Hear Me Out

Will simply labeling an aircraft "10mm Socket" cause it to disappear?

Worth trying.