Friday, December 30, 2011

Overheard on the Scanner

Dispatcher:  I need an available unit to respond to a domestic situation at the Briar Creek Apartments.  Caller is stating that her 11 year old daughter is causing a disturbance.

Officer:  This is 324, clear me from my current message and show me in route.

Supervising Officer:  Dispatch, do we have any indication of what the 11 year old is doing?

Dispatcher:  The only thing in the message is that the daughter is causing a disturbance.

Supervising Officer:  Can you please make contact with the mother and get the specifics.  If she's causing a civil disturbance or in danger of hurting somebody, we'll respond.  Otherwise, if it's a disagreement, let her know we aren't sending anybody.  She's going to have to learn to be a parent.

o-o-o-o-o

I'm not sure if the Supervising Officer was aware of any past history at this address (it sounded like he was), but I was certainly happy to hear his response.

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Happy Anniversary!!

14 years ago, I married a woman that was too smart, too beautiful for me and way above my class.  She's still here!  Mi bebe, I am a lucky man!  I love you!






Saturday, December 24, 2011

Gunman

At approximately 7:03p, a man, dressed in black and carrying a loaded handgun, walked into a shopping center. He was not alone. There were three others with him. Being Christmas time, the shopping center was packed with harried shoppers and exhausted employees.

Based on eyewitness reports, the group made its way directly to a particular store. They walked into the packed store, and split up. Three grabbed some clothes, while the gunman stood by the door, keeping an eye on the lines at the registers.

At the appropriate time, the gunman gave a signal and they all approached the closest cashier. The cashier never saw the gun.

Actually, neither did anyone else. I was carrying concealed. We got our shopping done, stopped by the bookstore and then escaped home.

Well, whaddya know?!? A man with a gun walks into a store, and the only thing hurt was his wallet.

Overheard on the Scanner

Dispatcher: 235, I need you to respond to Big Store. I'm not sure this counts as a suspicious situation, but I'm going to read what's on the screen.

There's a call about a child in a shopping cart screaming to his parents that he wants to go home.

-o-o-o-

I thought, well, I can't really blame the kid. It's Christmas eve; I'd want to go home, too.

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Hmmm....

I just received an email that Dillon has shipped my press (or at least the skeleton I sent them) back. I'm not sure what, if anything, they did to it. They never contacted me for their money, so, I'm not quite sure what happened.

I purchased some bullets online and those should arrive next week. A local gun store has decent prices on powder and primers, so I've got those as well.

The reloading manuals should arrive soon. Once all that gets here, I'll be ready to go.

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Quote for the Week

To me, a lawyer is basically the person that knows the rules of the country. We're all throwing the dice, playing the game, moving our pieces around the board, but if there is a problem the lawyer is the only person who has read the inside of the top of the box.

Jerry Seinfeld

Friday, December 16, 2011

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Just found out that a friend/colleague passed away suddenly.

I was an inexperienced attorney when I met him, and I learned a lot from him, even though we were always on the opposite sides of the table.  He wasn't an attorney, but in negotiations, he always represented his employer well.  He was never condescending, and even when his side held all the cards, he was always fair (even if I didn't agree with the result, I had to admit, it was fair).  And, when we held all the cards, he would be the first to admit it.  Of course, during those conflicts where there was no clear edge, even in the thick of the fight, he never played dirty.

He had retired several years ago, so we hadn't kept in touch as much as we should have. The last time we went out to lunch, he took me to a restaurant downtown, simply because I had once spoken about wanting to go there but had never had the chance.  There, we talked about his plans for the future, his business, and his family.  Then, we talked about what I was doing.  Even after retirement, he was always ready to help with a piece of advice or an answer to a question.

Not being one to stay still, he got himself a business partner and started another business.  This afternoon, my receptionist came into my office.

"There a man who's here to see you.  He says his name is ______."  

It's the business partner.  I wrapped up what I was doing and went to say hi.

"I have some bad news," he says...

Rest in peace, friend.

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Stacked

As a licensed attorney, I'm required to take classes to keep my legal knowledge up to date.

Today, I'm sitting in a class about firearms law. The teaching panel is composed of gun rights lobbyists and attorneys. One of the attorneys taking the class just commented, "I'm sure this'll be objective."

Hehe...

Monday, December 12, 2011

Reloading Update

Well, the Dillon Square Deal is on its way to Dillon for refurbishing and the rest of my Christmas gift has been ordered.

I started saving my brass and I have a couple of sandwich bags filled up. I've got some .40S&W, .45ACP, .38 Sp, and some 9mm.  Not enough to set the world on fire, but enough to start getting my feet wet.  I just have to clean them and then start gathering the rest of the components, while I wait for the press.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Quote for the Week

It's important to know that words don't move mountains. Work, exacting work moves mountains.

Danilo Dolci

Friday, December 9, 2011

Now I feel Old

40 Things That Will Make You Feel Old.

I'm going to get my cane now.  And where did I leave that box of Just for Men?

H/T to Karyn via Facebook

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Quote for the Week

No kingdom can be secured otherwise than by arming the people. The possession of arms is the distinction between a freeman and a slave. He, who has nothing, and who himself belongs to another, must be defended by him, whose property he is, and needs no arms. But he, who thinks he is his own master, and has what he can call his own, ought to have arms to defend himself, and what he possesses; else he lives precariously, and at discretion.


James Burgh

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Taking the Plunge

I've finally decided to stop talking about reloading ammo and actually do it.  I've read many articles and blog posts trying to make a decision as to what press to buy, and what equipment I need.  I'm only slightly less confused than when I started.  (That's not really saying much; it's not that hard to confuse me.)

So, I'm asking for a press for Christmas.  Now, I just have to chose what kind and brand.  I'm searching Craigslist and the local trading paper.

I did manage to score a Dillon Square Deal press for almost free, but it's missing most of the components, and parts of what's left may be broken, since the lever does not move.  My first step will be to compare it with pictures of a new press and look at a parts list to see what I need to make this thing work, if possible.

Or, see if I can get a used one for a good price.

Either way, it's about time, I guess.

Friday, December 2, 2011

A Moment of Silence


Herman Cain is supposed to talk to his wife today about “helping” Ginger White, a friend of 13 years, without his wife’s knowledge.  This after he apparently offered to "help many" other ladies around him.

He’s going to get beat like congas at a salsa music fest.

Mr. Cain:

1.  For the first 24 hours, apply ice to any bruised areas.
2.  If possible, keep the area elevated.  For the inevitable black eye, prop your head with pillows.  (You're going to want to sleep with your eyes open anyway).
3.  Then, apply warm compresses to the bruised areas.  If the pain is so much that the whole body feels like a bruised area, just soak yourself in a warm bath.  But lock the bathroom door and put something up against it so she can't come in.  I would hate to hear you "slipped" in the bathtub.