What happens when someone with actual talent creates a Star Wars-themed takeoff on Queen’s Bohemian Rhapsody? Six and a half minutes of absolute pure awesomeness, that’s what.
If you’ve spent any time at all perusing this blog, you know I’m a big proponent of firearms safety. I’ve made reference many times to the basic Four Rules and the bad things that can happen if we fail to observe them.
Some situations, though, require a little more caution above and beyond the basic rules, and one of these is muzzleloading. The black powder (or Pyrodex) used to load these arms is highly flammable, making it important to store extra powder someplace where it won’t be exposed to stray sparks or embers that can be generated by shooting. Leaving an open container of Pyrodex pellets on the shooting bench near the muzzle of your rifle just might not be a good idea – as the guy in this video can attest.
I sincerely hope that he wasn’t hurt, and that maybe he and his buddies learned something from this. Let’s all be safe out there.
Everybody knows you’re just not supposed to mess with Texas. Apparently it’s not a very good idea to stray far from the One True Path in Louisiana, either.
Seems that earlier this month, 29-year-old Bethany Arceneaux of Duson, LA was picking up her 2-year-old child at day care when the child’s father, Scott Thomas, arrived. He forced Arceneaux into his vehicle and drove away with her. (Arceneaux had a restraining order in effect against Thomas, for all the good it did her.) Law enforcement officers found Thomas’s abandoned car near a sugar cane field later that evening and searched the field, but found no one.
Members of Arceneaux’s family, however, were not satisfied, and decided to conduct their own search of the area. Good, old-fashioned southern-style butt kicking ensued.
ABC News – Authorities searched the sugarcane field Wednesday night and all day Thursday, but to no avail, Judice said. The cane towers as high as eight feet tall and was “a brutal search area” for officials, he said.
It wasn’t until Friday morning, when Arceneaux’s family members conducted their own search in the same area that they came upon a secluded, abandoned house behind a cluster of trees.
The house was directly across the street from the field where Thomas abandoned his car, but only the home’s roof was visible from the road, Judice said.
“[The family] converged on a piece of property about a mile from where the car was found,” Judice said. “One of the family members heard what he thought was a scream.”
Arceneaux’s cousin approached the home, kicked in the door in and entered, Judice said. Inside, he found Thomas with the woman. Thomas then began stabbing Arceneaux, and a confrontation ensued.
“The cousin, who was armed, began firing several shots at Thomas,” Judice said. “After a couple of shots, [Arceneaux] was able to get free of him and they escorted her out of the house.”
Arcenaux suffered several stab wounds and was taken by ambulance to Lafayette General Medical Center, where she is in stable condition, Judice said. It is not known if Arceneaux had been stabbed before her cousin found her inside the home, officials said.
Meanwhile, officers who heard the gun shots fired surrounded the home, Judice said. Upon entering, they found Thomas’ lifeless body on the ground. He had sustained several gunshot wounds.
Now that’s how you do it. No charges have been filed against the cousin, who authorities stated was clearly acting in Arceneaux’s defense when he shot Thomas. I just love a happy ending.
We already know what happens when you put ammunition in a fire. (Not much of anything significant, as it turns out.) But have you ever wondered what happens when you cook ammunition in a microwave? I actually hadn’t…until I saw these videos from Demolition Ranch on YouTube.
He starts out by nuking a box of .22LR cartridges. Turns out it takes quite a while for anything to happen other than the arcing I would expect a metal object in a microwave to cause. When the rounds finally do cook off, it’s pretty underwhelming.
After that, he goes on to a .50BMG cartridge. (If you’re impatient like I am, the good stuff starts at around 3:05 into the video.) Quite a bit more energy being released here, but again the microwave served to mostly contain the explosion – although it ended up a bit the worse for wear.
Just goes to reinforce what most knowledgeable shooters already know: when you detonate a cartridge outside the chamber of a firearm, its energy is considerably diminished. I still don’t recommend burning or microwaving your ammunition, of course…
Snowglobes. They’re tacky. They’re kitschy. They attract dust and take up shelf space that could be more profitably used to store other stuff. And nobody ever actually shakes them up and watches it snow.
Apparently, they also set your house on fire. Well, at least one did, anyway.
Middlesex Township (KDKA) – Fire officials are looking into the possibility that a snowglobe may have started a house fire in Middlesex Township.
(Responding Middlesex Township Police Officer Conrad) Pfeifer grabbed the kitchen extinguisher, but the heat and flames were too much. He did notice that the hottest spot was atop Olivia’s dresser.
After another first responder and the Middlesex Township volunteer firefighters got the fire out, they began looking for a cause. That led back to the dresser and the charred remains of a snowglobe and a straw hat.
As Officer Pfeifer describes it, the solution sounds like it came from a detective story.
“The sun came through the snowglobe, magnified it enough, and caught the straw hat on fire,” he said.
The globe acted like a magnifying glass focusing the sun’s rays, and the straw hat was fuel for a fire.
“That’s what we’re coming up with. Nobody was in that room for four hours,” says Assistant Fire Chief Glenn Pfeifer.
I’m impressed. Every boy learns pretty early on that a magnifying glass will focus the sun’s rays sufficiently to set dry leaves on fire or to burn ants. And I knew a clear container full of liquid can act as a field expedient magnifying lens for the purpose of starting a fire when you don’t have any other means of doing so. But for it to happen spontaneously? That’s some pretty crazy stuff. Usually you have to actually work at it a little bit to make a fire this way.
I’m glad no one got hurt in the fire. And I’m betting the next time these folks are in the gift shop, they buy a nice set of Mickey Mouse ears or something instead of a snowglobe.
A happy Veterans’ Day to everyone out there – and most especially to those who have served. Never forget that it takes a lot more than good intentions to keep this country safe. A lot of restaurants are doing reduced-rate or free meals for active duty service members and veterans today, so if you fall into one of those categories, give your favorite eating place a call and see if they’ll give you a deal. Even if they don’t, God bless all you veterans and thank you for your service.
Oh, and yesterday was the 238th birthday of the United States Marine Corps, founded on November 10, 1775 in the Tun Tavern in Philadelphia. So if you happen to see Marines staggering around today with hangovers ranging in severity from merely profound to positively life-threatening, don’t be alarmed. I’m sure they were doing a little well-deserved celebrating last night.
And as the joke goes, after the first volunteer signed on the line there at the Tun Tavern all those years ago, he turned to the guy behind him, handed him the pen, looked him up and down, and growled, “You know, things were different in the old Corps…”
“I was in a Fred Meyer store in Idaho a while back,” said my coworker Terri the other day, “and they had duct tape for sale. Guess what celebrity’s face was on it?”
A celebrity’s face? On duct tape? Someone uber-manly, I speculated…someone like Chuck Norris, or the Duck Dynasty guys, or Wyatt Earp. Maybe even Jeff Cooper. I would buy a roll of Jeff Cooper duct tape. Might even go to Idaho just to do it. Pleasant images of Col. Cooper’s mass-produced visage regarding me with vague disapproval danced briefly through my head.
I bit. “Who?” I asked her.
“Justin Bieber,” she snorted.
I was shocked. No, I wasn’t shocked. I was horrified. Disgusted, even. Duct tape is one of the most iconic of manly tools. Give a true man a roll of duct tape, and nothing else, and he can fix darn near anything – at least well enough to get back home with it. I’ve fixed leaky tents with duct tape. I’ve used it to stop the bleeding when no Band-Aids were available. I’ve repaired broken zippers with it. I’ve even seen guys who held car body panels on with duct tape until they could get someplace where they could fix the problem permanently. To put images of a little squish like Justin Bieber all over a roll of perfectly good duct tape demeans all men, everywhere. It’s just fundamentally wrong.
Hoping that Terri was yanking my chain, I did a quick internet search. No dice. This abomination really exists.
Now I’m just trying to figure out who would actually buy a roll of this stuff…
We will never forget.
Much as it pains me to say it, looking back on the years since the 9/11 attacks, I can’t help thinking that if the goal of terrorism is to effect a fundamental change in the target society, the bad guys may well have won. More and more we seem to be choosing to take the Faustian bargain Ben Franklin warned us against, trading essential liberty for a little temporary safety. Take a look at how our country has changed in the space of 12 short years and draw your own conclusions.
Before there was Jeff Cooper’s “Modern Technique of the Pistol”… before there was Magpul Dynamics and The Art of the Dynamic Handgun…
There was the FBI Academy’s firearms training program. And they even had a training video, way back in the early 1970′s. Who would have thought?
On a personal note, a friend of mine who was a police officer in Golden, CO many years ago went through training at the FBI Academy sometime in the early 1960′s. The techniques shown in this video are exactly the same as what he said they taught him. Most of this has gone by the wayside, but it’s fun to take a look back through time at the way it was.
The wise old saying goes – only half joking – that you should never bring a knife to a gunfight.
A baseball bat at a gunfight is usually a really bad idea, too.
But there’s always one that doesn’t get the word, and apparently Beaverton, OR’s resident idiot is 22-year-old Derrick Mosley. This past Thursday he took both a knife and a baseball bat, and, considering himself eminently well-equipped, went off to rob a local gun store.
Portland, Ore. (KOIN) – Around 4 p.m. a man carrying a 9-inch knife and a baseball bat entered the gun shop and smashed a display case, according to the Washington County Sheriff’s Office. His apparent aim? An unloaded semi-automatic handgun.
The store’s manager then grabbed his own gun. That gun, however, was loaded.
“The store manager called Sheriff’s Deputies and reported the man smashed a display case and removed a handgun,” according to a sheriff’s office news release. “The manager said he had his gun pointed at the robber, keeping him detained until the deputies arrived.”
Emphasis in original. I’m not sure if Mr. Mosley thought the gun in the case was loaded or what, but there seems to have been a distinct lack of planning leading up to his attempted robbery. I’d even go so far as to say he may have made some… bad choices. What say the brethren?
For what it’s worth, I’ll take the stupid bad guys like Mr. Mosley every time. They’re a whole lot easier to catch than the smart ones.