The guy behind the counter said that he’s had people buy the cheapest gun they have to get into the system because it saves them ammunition money in long run.
Hi-Point might be missing a marketing opportunity here. 👿
Also: Having to pay an extra $19 every tine you buy ammo? JFC.
Increased my laptop RAM from 4GB to 16GB; I think one of the things Mac OS does if it hits the ceiling re RAM is use HD space for temporary storage, which is a likely explanation for the “dragginess” I experienced. (I’ve got a 5400 RPM SATA HD.)
Ooooo. Happy Fast laptop Day, Fatwa! What are you going to set on fire to celebrate? Long ago I noticed that Americans had a penchant for fire celebrations.
Birthday. set a cake on fire! National Birthday, set the sky on fire! Iz fun!
That is what I meant by page file. I guess that might be a Windows term, or I just might have gotten it wrong. I have SSDs on all my PCs but it is still much slower if it goes there. I also have 16GB in my main desktop, though just 8GB in my extra one.
If I still lived there I would so be having my friends buying my ammo in AZ and carrying into the state for me. Oh, wait, I did that even back in the early 1980’s when I also carried concealed there.
Good Sabbath, Paddy O’Dear. A blessed morning to you, Fatwa and Gentle Mac.
When reading through the FAQ’s kindly offered by the state, I didn’t see anything prohibiting residents of other states from bringing in ammunition purchased outside the state. Of course they’d probably get you on the “transfer” portion of the law. Not that it matters, after that unfortunate boating accident.
When I was a child my father had one of those real “dad” nose blowing techniques. I don’t know what’s involved -- does some minor angel appear at a certain age and grant unto you guys the ability to shake small city-states at their foundation when you blow your nose? I mean, seriously, my dad could awaken babies three houses down from us and cause the dogs to bark in the next block over, and it wasn’t just him. While he was especially renowned for the volume of his nocturnal blowing, several of my friends’ fathers also had prodigious blowing habits so I know it’s “a thing”.
Weeeel, one Halloween season I got stuck with a young house guest who was not of my choosing (to say the least). Her name was Lisa and her parents had something going on at home so my mother said, “Oh, yes, we’d love to have Lisa come stay with us for a while, knowing full well that I loathed Lisa. Lisa was the type of girl who found out what possession meant something to me -- my fragile light cardboard puppet ballet stage from France -- just so she could demand a guest’s right to play with it and destroy it.
That night I told her that if she listened for it she would hear the foghorn that tried to warn the pirate ship away from the rocks it was wrecked upon. That long ago there was an ocean running beneath where our house was and the dreaded pirates were shipwrecked right there and they were cursed to wander forever hearing the foghorn at night and trying to make it to safety only to have to relive it the next night -- forever. And she was so stupit she believed it! It was the funniest thing when Dad started blowing his nose!!! She lost it!!! Ahaaaahahahahaha.
Oh, boy, I was in big trouble that time! But it was worth it!! Magnificent! I could not have predicted how stupid she was. Or how funny her reaction was! Or the look on my dad’s face when my older brother told him I’d based my story entirely on the blowing of his nose and that it was the inciting incident.
And Dad breaking our laughing after my brother told him that I’d been waiting for him to begin his nightly nose blowing ritual guaranteed I was given no more punishment than a “talking to” but it was stern and Mother had to deliver it. She looked down her nose at me for days after that.
As they say, good times. And with that, it’s way past my bedtime. Goodnight, my friends. It was fun. I’ve missed you.
Linux Rob is En Route, as they say. I, his son, and his Brother are getting regular updates as he travels along. He had a very hard day the first day. His brain is most abbey normal, so he tends to have problems when he changes his routine. But he seems to be in much better spirits today.
Tomorrow, he will be on day 3 of driving, and he should arrive here in Sedona some time in the afternoon or evening. Not exactly sure when. If it’s too late, I’ll be at work, and I’ll have to see him when I get home.
I’ve been very nervous about this trip, because I know he has a lot more aches and pains and injuries he’s recovering from, etc. Much more that I do even though we are about the same age.
So I spent the weekend resting up and did some “monthly” dreadlock maintenance--which is overdue by about a month, probably. I started by just intending to “just do a few things that needed the most attention.” And I continued on into “Crack Monkey” mode, as our Rabbit would put it. So I ended up doing everything.
So here’s the thing, it’s a pretty good hairstyle for me, because, as in Kull’s Law of Taxidermy: “No matter how bad it looks, you can always fix it.” But regardless, If I keep it all up regularly, it’s not very much work. If I slack for 2 or more months, I can do a marathon or several sessions and catch it all up. It’s a pretty good hairstyle for someone with ADD.
Anyway, what’s most important is it gave me something to do.
I still ought to look for a pro who can do it for me. Thing is, since 99% of people don’t know how to do their job, looking for some kind of pro that can actually do his job is an annoyingly ponderous undertaking.
Later on, this evening, I made four batches of noodles using my protein recipe. The last batch of dough lumps I made,a while ago, I accidentally put too much flour/proteins, etc, So I had to split it in half as I mixed it in the Kitchen Aid. They came out a bit less chewy than I like, because of that, so this time, when I rolled out the dough in my newly motorized machine, I dusted the dough with wheat gluten instead of the 25/25/50 mix I use to make the noodles with. This seems to have returned them to the exactly right stretchiness. So that’s good.
And, as I was sitting here reading this thread, I found one dread that still needed to be flipped one more time.
This is normally accomplished using a latch hook. But I decided to see if I could actually do it with just my hands, though I had my doubts. It took some degree of manipulation and dexterity, but I was actually able to insert the tip of the lock through its base. Once it was clear of any obstructing hair, I preceded to pull it through. Right before pulling it through all the way, I usually pull it to where there is a loop the size of my finger. I then pull any loose hairs that are long enough through the loop then pull the loop the rest of the way through. That kinda pulls any surrounding loose hair into it. But I can do more of that with a tiny crochet hook if need be. But it’s usually not necessary.
I realize this is probably more detail than anyone really wants to know, but at least I know now, that I can flip my locks without a hook if I need to. That was a first, and it was all because I didn’t want to stop reading all your comments.
Happy Halloween, Wheelizens!
Excellent thread pic, Mac.
Hi-Point might be missing a marketing opportunity here. 👿
Also: Having to pay an extra $19 every tine you buy ammo? JFC.
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Addendum(b):
It’s now been a week since I quadrupled the RAM in my old laptop; still “feels” like I got a new machine.
Iz nice. Much “snappier”; apps open quickly, web pages load way faster and it runs considerably cooler.
Bonus: considerably less cussing. 🙂
Sounds like it was running in the page file. Nice going. My first PC had 512MB, it seemed big at the time. (I got in late, 2002)
Hey, Mac!
Increased my laptop RAM from 4GB to 16GB; I think one of the things Mac OS does if it hits the ceiling re RAM is use HD space for temporary storage, which is a likely explanation for the “dragginess” I experienced. (I’ve got a 5400 RPM SATA HD.)
Ooooo. Happy Fast laptop Day, Fatwa! What are you going to set on fire to celebrate? Long ago I noticed that Americans had a penchant for fire celebrations.
Birthday. set a cake on fire! National Birthday, set the sky on fire! Iz fun!
Harper!!1! --
I was thinking of setting politicians and bureaucrats on fire. (In all honesty, that’s my answer to a lot of things…which doesn’t make it wrong.)
I’d probably refrain from setting a good chocolate cake ablaze, ‘tho.
That is what I meant by page file. I guess that might be a Windows term, or I just might have gotten it wrong. I have SSDs on all my PCs but it is still much slower if it goes there. I also have 16GB in my main desktop, though just 8GB in my extra one.
A blessed Sabbath, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa, and Mac!
Isn’t it funny how all of those handguns registered in California prior to 2014 don’t “count” towards getting into the ammunition purchase registry?
Hiya, Paddy!
If I still lived there I would so be having my friends buying my ammo in AZ and carrying into the state for me. Oh, wait, I did that even back in the early 1980’s when I also carried concealed there.
Good Sabbath, Paddy O’Dear. A blessed morning to you, Fatwa and Gentle Mac.
Hi Plaguie!
When reading through the FAQ’s kindly offered by the state, I didn’t see anything prohibiting residents of other states from bringing in ammunition purchased outside the state. Of course they’d probably get you on the “transfer” portion of the law. Not that it matters, after that unfortunate boating accident.
Plague Fairies do not put their firearms on lists. Not that it matters after that boating accident I had a few years ago.
Alas poor SS Bent Wand; may that noble craft peacefully repose in Davy Jones’ locker.
*Bows head*
Boating accidents -- the bane of every former firearm owner.
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That’s some Grade-A parenting, right there.
I’m going to go out on a limb here and guess, nay ~ predict ~ that Gentle Mac will wear black clothing for Halloween.
What say you, Gerbils? Am I correct?
If he wore khaki shorts and a hawaiian shirt, no one would recognize him.
I know! We’d think he was just some dude who worked for CERN, or something like that.
Not. Happening.
Heeehehe
Funny, I’d never noticed your formal wear on the right hand side of that picture.
Not often worn.
But I do have the black ties to go with them.
https://youtu.be/EGR5C9HbXiM
What most people don’t realize is that this is a color photograph.
When I was a child my father had one of those real “dad” nose blowing techniques. I don’t know what’s involved -- does some minor angel appear at a certain age and grant unto you guys the ability to shake small city-states at their foundation when you blow your nose? I mean, seriously, my dad could awaken babies three houses down from us and cause the dogs to bark in the next block over, and it wasn’t just him. While he was especially renowned for the volume of his nocturnal blowing, several of my friends’ fathers also had prodigious blowing habits so I know it’s “a thing”.
Weeeel, one Halloween season I got stuck with a young house guest who was not of my choosing (to say the least). Her name was Lisa and her parents had something going on at home so my mother said, “Oh, yes, we’d love to have Lisa come stay with us for a while, knowing full well that I loathed Lisa. Lisa was the type of girl who found out what possession meant something to me -- my fragile light cardboard puppet ballet stage from France -- just so she could demand a guest’s right to play with it and destroy it.
That night I told her that if she listened for it she would hear the foghorn that tried to warn the pirate ship away from the rocks it was wrecked upon. That long ago there was an ocean running beneath where our house was and the dreaded pirates were shipwrecked right there and they were cursed to wander forever hearing the foghorn at night and trying to make it to safety only to have to relive it the next night -- forever. And she was so stupit she believed it! It was the funniest thing when Dad started blowing his nose!!! She lost it!!! Ahaaaahahahahaha.
Oh, boy, I was in big trouble that time! But it was worth it!! Magnificent! I could not have predicted how stupid she was. Or how funny her reaction was! Or the look on my dad’s face when my older brother told him I’d based my story entirely on the blowing of his nose and that it was the inciting incident.
And Dad breaking our laughing after my brother told him that I’d been waiting for him to begin his nightly nose blowing ritual guaranteed I was given no more punishment than a “talking to” but it was stern and Mother had to deliver it. She looked down her nose at me for days after that.
As they say, good times. And with that, it’s way past my bedtime. Goodnight, my friends. It was fun. I’ve missed you.
Rest sweetly, Gentle Lady. And thank you.
Thank you, my friend. Good night.
Thank you for your more than appropriate Halloween story. I well and truly laughed!
Linux Rob is En Route, as they say. I, his son, and his Brother are getting regular updates as he travels along. He had a very hard day the first day. His brain is most abbey normal, so he tends to have problems when he changes his routine. But he seems to be in much better spirits today.
Tomorrow, he will be on day 3 of driving, and he should arrive here in Sedona some time in the afternoon or evening. Not exactly sure when. If it’s too late, I’ll be at work, and I’ll have to see him when I get home.
I’ve been very nervous about this trip, because I know he has a lot more aches and pains and injuries he’s recovering from, etc. Much more that I do even though we are about the same age.
So I spent the weekend resting up and did some “monthly” dreadlock maintenance--which is overdue by about a month, probably. I started by just intending to “just do a few things that needed the most attention.” And I continued on into “Crack Monkey” mode, as our Rabbit would put it. So I ended up doing everything.
So here’s the thing, it’s a pretty good hairstyle for me, because, as in Kull’s Law of Taxidermy: “No matter how bad it looks, you can always fix it.” But regardless, If I keep it all up regularly, it’s not very much work. If I slack for 2 or more months, I can do a marathon or several sessions and catch it all up. It’s a pretty good hairstyle for someone with ADD.
Anyway, what’s most important is it gave me something to do.
I still ought to look for a pro who can do it for me. Thing is, since 99% of people don’t know how to do their job, looking for some kind of pro that can actually do his job is an annoyingly ponderous undertaking.
Later on, this evening, I made four batches of noodles using my protein recipe. The last batch of dough lumps I made,a while ago, I accidentally put too much flour/proteins, etc, So I had to split it in half as I mixed it in the Kitchen Aid. They came out a bit less chewy than I like, because of that, so this time, when I rolled out the dough in my newly motorized machine, I dusted the dough with wheat gluten instead of the 25/25/50 mix I use to make the noodles with. This seems to have returned them to the exactly right stretchiness. So that’s good.
Oh, and I’m back on TOR again.
Crack Monkey:
And, as I was sitting here reading this thread, I found one dread that still needed to be flipped one more time.
This is normally accomplished using a latch hook. But I decided to see if I could actually do it with just my hands, though I had my doubts. It took some degree of manipulation and dexterity, but I was actually able to insert the tip of the lock through its base. Once it was clear of any obstructing hair, I preceded to pull it through. Right before pulling it through all the way, I usually pull it to where there is a loop the size of my finger. I then pull any loose hairs that are long enough through the loop then pull the loop the rest of the way through. That kinda pulls any surrounding loose hair into it. But I can do more of that with a tiny crochet hook if need be. But it’s usually not necessary.
I realize this is probably more detail than anyone really wants to know, but at least I know now, that I can flip my locks without a hook if I need to. That was a first, and it was all because I didn’t want to stop reading all your comments.