Human Rights Watch

In another stunning example of uses for Human Rights Councils, a 44 year old stripper is being allowed to sue her former employer for age discrimination. Huh. Kimberly Ouwroulis was fired from her job as a stripper in a Toronto area club. She alleges that she was fired because of her age and is being discriminated against. I certainly hope so. I hate to break it to her, but very few people want to walk into a strip club and see this.

I am about to be very sexist, but over the hill strippers are depressing. Strip clubs sell sex (and very expensive drinks). Good looking women or men are their products and discrimination is part of the business. Strip clubs wouldn’t attract many customers or sell any overpriced drinks if they were forced to hire the old and the ugly. I have no doubt that I would quickly starve to death if I tried to make a living as a male stripper. This suit is a waste of time and money for all concerned. Nobody likes getting old, but deal with it. Being allowed to work in a looks driven industry when you are past your shelf life is not a human right. If you can find other employment as a stripper consider yourself lucky. Don’t believe me? Check out the latest issue of Victoria’s Secret, or any fashion magazine for that matter.

Full story here.

Feeble Minded

Apparently I don’t have much mind power after all. I got no love at the gun store on Saturday in my attempt to obtain free firearms and ammunition. To make matters worse, they were out of ammo in the caliber that I wanted. I consoled my lack of mind control on Sunday by killing a few brain cells with the free beer I got on Friday. It was pretty good. If they offer Shiner Holiday Cheer in your area I recommend getting a 6 pack to enjoy. I like all of the Shiner beers, except Shiner Light (it tastes like the south end of a north bound cow).  They have a nice selection of light and dark lagers. The Holiday Cheer is an ale, so it is a little more bitter than the lagers. I especially enjoy the Bohemian Black Lager. I think I have just talked myself into picking up some Shiner on the way home.

Deadeye Jane

Well, the Mrs shot a 249 out of a possible 250 for her concealed handgun qualification. I guess I had better quit beating her (ha ha, like I could get away with that, she would kill me in my sleep if she could wait that long). She also only missed one question on the written test. Now all we have to do is submit her packet to the DPS and wait.

Another positive is that she wants to carry my bug. I told her that can only happen if she lets me get a replacement, so it looks like I will get a new pistol out of this deal. There is a gun show this weekend that I plan on dragging her to in order to further my new pistol plan. What I would really like is for her to want something a little better suited for a primary carry gun. I am still working on that, but she seems a lot more receptive since the class. The instructor is a retired LEO and he opened her eyes to the fact that there are a lot more evil people out there than she realized. Somehow when I told her it didn’t sink in. So now she is trying to be more alert and aware of her surroundings.

Plus one for the good guys (and girls).

My wife also said that there were 34 people in the class which is a lot of potential new licensees for our area. I wanted to attend the class with her, but was busy hauling some old furniture and other things that are to big or heavy for a dumpster to the dump so we do not have to try to do it at the last minute. I also ran a few other necessary errands and was generally productive all weekend.

The Never Ending Election

Will someone please tell the MSM that the election is over. I thought that once the election was decided in their favor they would return to covering things that, before the current election coverage, made me want to empty the contents of my stomach into the nearest toilet. Issues like what Hollywood starlet they caught going commando. Unfortunately, due to the longest election in U. S. history they seem to be stuck in permanent election mode, even discussing the 2012 elections already.

Stop it.

Obama has won. You can stop bashing Sarah Palin. She might or might not be around for the next election (I hope she is), but that is 4 years in the future. You will have plenty of time to dig up new dirt before 2012. Also, Obama won, please wait until after he is inaugurated to begin worrying about who will get what position. Like it or not, President Bush is still the man until 20 January. I realize that Obama is going to change the world, but could you at least let him get into office before he has to start performing miracles?

Hold The Divorce

My wife is taking her Texas Concealed Handgun class tomorrow. She is taking the class of her own volition through no arm twisting on my part. I am ecstatic. Several weeks ago she brought up the subject of CHL and asked about local classes. I naturally jumped on this and found several options for her. Apparently our upcoming move to an area with a higher crime rate has caused her to realize that we are responsible for our own protection. I couldn’t be happier. This is the self reliant girl I married. Now all I have to do is get her to pose for a nude portrait with dual Glock 18s.

I Have Mind Powers

I stopped by the local beer store after work this evening. A cold front is moving through our area and their wind chimes were going crazy. As I paid for my purchase I mentioned that if the wind were to blow any harder they would have to take the wind chimes down. My statement caused one of the cashiers to order the stock boy to move the wind chimes into the store. I was half kidding when I made this statement, but decided to follow up on my apparent new Jedi powers. I suggested that I should receive free beer, and what do you know the weak minded (awesome) cashier decided to give me a free beer. Now I realize that a free beer is not really a big deal, but it is still a free beer. So, this evening I will be enjoying the latest holiday offering from the Shiner Brewery. I love all of the other beers from Shiner (except Shiner Light which tastes like 4 day old hot Corona), so I think that I will love their new holiday offering. I will let y’all know tomorrow.

Also, tomorrow I am going to the gun store and ask for free guns and ammunition.

Friday Gun Pron

Here are a couple of videos of the ideal home defense firearm (or at least something to make all of your friends jealous).

The Glock 18, get yours before the zombie apocalypse.

Making America Smarter

I was listening to Russ Martin last night and an ad for whiskey came on. They  requested a couple of times that customers “please drink responsibly”. This got me thinking about all of the warning labels and cautions that manufactures have to place on products to keep from getting sued after some idiot hurts or kills himself by trying to make toast while he takes a bubble bath or when some woman gets pissed because the coffee she spilled in her lap was hot ( she probably would have complained if it had not been hot). I think that now would be a good time to remove all product warning labels that should be covered by common sense in order to deepen the gene pool a little. If you need a warning label to keep you from sticking your hand into a running lawnmower or to know not to smoke while putting fuel in your vehicle, you shouldn’t be reproducing. The worst thing about these warning labels is that some jury or judge will award a settlement to any moron that does something clearly stupid with a product rather than doing what they should and telling the plaintiff they did something stupid, if the warning label does not advise against whatever action the plaintiff took to end up in court.

Artist Of The Week

Houston Marchman. My friend left one of his  CD’s in my pickup this weekend and reminded me how much I have always enjoyed his music  and song writing ability.

Great Weekend

This weekend was a blast. The Mrs and I got to spend some quality time with some friends that we had not seen in a while. We cooked burgers and sausages on the grill, along with some stuffed, bacon wrapped jalapenos. We drank cold beer. We visited. I got to shoot my buddies FN Five-Seven, and it was great. I have got to get one of those.

My best friend drove in Friday night and we had a chance to chew the fat and drink cold beer until we had all of the worlds problems solved. Then on Saturday he helped us take a load of household goods to storage. It’s nice to have good friends.

When I got home on Friday the trigger assembly from my Mini-14 was sitting by the door. It is not the smoothest trigger I have ever pulled, but it is light and a major improvement over what it was.

We got the kennel put together this afternoon so that White Dog will have a chance to heal and maybe avoid expensive surgery. I don’t know where my step father in law got this kennel, but it took three college edumacated adults all afternoon to figure it out. The step dad in law called when we were almost through and let us know that there was no right way to set it up, but that you could configure it how you wanted and that there were going to be pieces left over no matter what you do. Damn it.

Did I mention getting to shoot the Five-Seven. That was a blast.

Get Moving

We are taking another load to storage. This will hopefully be quick one. We are having our moving out party tonight (last chance to lose our deposit) and folks will begin showing up around 3. One of my friends is bringing his FN 5.7 for us to shoot ( I have the best friends). We weren’t going to take a load, but we have to get the dog kennel from the wife’s parents for White Dog. I am going to start calling him lucky. While we were loading the trailer last weekend he got into the cattle pens and managed to get his leg hurt. I waited a couple of days  hoping that he had just sprained it. No dice. The vet says that he pulled the dog equivalent of his ACL and needs to stay in a kennel for two weeks while it heals or he will have to have a $1200 surgery. So we are going to get the kennel. Will post late tomorrow, I promise.

Sad Friday

Friday Gun Pron

Just like real pron, this is as close as you will be getting to one of these until supply catches up with psh demand.

I Hate Change

I hate the ‘fall back’ time change. It leaves me just enough light to get home from work and not enough to go to the range or do anything else outside. Up north that is probably ok as it is too cold to do any thing but stay inside, but here under the Lone Star it is a balmy 74 degrees and perfect outdoor weather.  Also, the time change and not having any down time all weekend have left me tired as hell.

Happy Hump Day

Get ready for 4 years of this

and then this