SkyNet Update: What do think is happening here?

Now that you’ll have nightmares…

…it’s actually a ‘rescue’ robot in Tokyo.  Yeah, right.  See it and some of the other foes we’ll face in the Robot Apocalypse here

Here’s another ‘rescue’ robot:

Who designs these things?  Will you be comforted when one of these shows up to save you?

My imagination only has one image playing through my mind right now:

My TiVo Remote is Immortal!

Well, maybe not ‘immortal’ but it certainly is rugged beyond belief.

I have read how the Tivo Remote has won design awards and such, but to my knowledge, no one has scientifically researched the longevity-to-abuse ratio over so many years as myself.  Living in a house without carpet (all hardwood and tile) leaves no margin for kindness when remotes are dropped or knocked off tables, etc.  Since the TiVo remote is used more often than all the other remotes combined – it gets dropped more often – almost daily in fact.  Not necessarily by myself, mind you; there are other forces at work in my home.

Up until today I have been impressed by how durable the TiVo remote is.  It has had pieces break loose inside and rattle around.  That problem was solved by opening the battery cover and shaking them out.  The remote still worked.  It has popped its ‘seams’ along the side at times.  That solution was easy: lightly squeeze until it snapped back together (once I had to rap it on the coffee table to get it back together).  The remote still worked.

I say ‘up until today’ I was impressed  because after this day merely being impressed does not begin to describe my amazement at the ability of the TiVo remote to absorb punishment, laugh it off and goes about its business.

Lookie here:

Just another day for the Immortal TiVo Remote

Just another day for the Immortal TiVo Remote

Yes, complete and total spontaneous disassembly from its last battle with gravity.

However, I snapped the parts back together like Lego bricks, put the batteries back in and behold: It Still Works!

Wolverine should be envious.

Happy Father’s Day – Darn Good Quotes

To My Dad,

“When I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant I could
hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to twenty-one, I was astonished at how much he had learned in seven years.”
-Mark Twain

“My father used to play with my brother and me in the yard. Mother would come out and say, “You’re tearing up the grass.”
“We’re not raising grass,” Dad would reply, “We’re raising boys.”
-Harmon Killibrew

“Sherman made the terrible discovery that men make about their fathers sooner or later…
That the man before him was not an aging father but a boy, a boy much like himself, a boy who grew up and had a child of his own and, as best he could, out of a sense of duty and perhaps love, adopted a role called Being a Father so that his child would have something mythical and infinitely important: a protector, who would keep a lid on all the chaotic possibilities of life.”
-Tom Wolfe, The Bonfire of the Vanities

That last one gets to me a bit.

Longing for a ‘Cowboy’ POTUS

When President W. was in office the Libs used the term ‘cowboy’ as a derisive term to mock him – something I never understood.

To me the identity of ‘cowboy’ is a compliment. My view is of course largely based on the Hollywood Western heroes of days-gone-by, but in truth most folks who appreciate the American Cowboy are good, grounded and faithful people.

To me a cowboy represents:

  • A person of integrity (a handshake is as good as contract)
  • An individual (yet still works in a team)
  • Hard working
  • Self-reliance
  • Resilience
  • Respect
  • Loyalty
  • Level headed
  • Trustworthy
  • Standing for what is right

This comes to mind because of these stories found on Drudge today:

(WSJ) U.S. Fortifies Hawaii to Meet Threat From Korea

(Fox) U.S. Military Set to Intercept North Korean Ship Suspected of Proliferating Missiles, Nukes

Hopefully nothing will come of this but, I know I’d sleep better knowing that a Cowboy was in office, rather than an Milquetoast Apologist.

Texas Gov visits LaRue Tactical; 48 other Gov.’s are Wusses

Yes, even Ahnold.

(Alaska’s Gov. Palin is not a wuss. )

Note: the guy on spotting scope is Handlebar Doc (former world champ SASS shooter – I used to compete with him back in the day)

Here’s the forum posting of his visit

Update: A big ‘thank you’ to Tony from the Liberty Sphere for linking.

Circling the Drain: UK’s “anti-stab” knives

First ‘anti-stab’ knife to go on sale in Britain

Round-nosed knives designed by John Cornock

From the TimesOnline via Drudge:

The first “anti-stab” knife is to go on sale in Britain, designed to work as normal in the kitchen but to be ineffective as a weapon.

The knife has a rounded edge instead of a point and will snag on clothing and skin to make it more difficult to stab someone.

It was invented by industrial designer John Cornock, who was inspired by a documentary in which doctors advocated banning traditional knives.

Mr Cornock, 42, from Swindon, said that the knife will cut vegetables, but will make it almost impossible to stab someone to death and will reduce the risk of accidental injuries.

He said: “It can never be a totally safe knife, but the idea is you can’t inflict a fatal wound. Nobody could just grab one out of the kitchen drawer and kill someone.

Well now, that’s a dandy solution. Unless you count the ability to cut – you know – because it’s, like, still a… knife.

Wait. Isn’t there a whole genre of films called ‘Slasher Flix’?  Slash: as in a  swiping-draw-cut-not-stab.

Also, remember the news following the UK Pocket Knife ban that attacks with hammers were on the rise?   Quick ban cricket bats, too!

Thankfully, with entrepreneurial nannies like Mr. Cornock, we’ll have no end to ‘solutions’ to protect us.

And, of course, there’s no need to worry because that would never happen here….

….oh, wait.

Read: Act NOW:  U.S. Customs to Ban Pocket Knives 6-21-09

Wilson Combat 9mm Named (I didn’t win)

The naming contest for Wilson Combat‘s polymer framed 1911-based 9mm pistol is over.  Douglas Ervin who submitted the winning name will now receive one as his prize.   The winning name: ‘The Spec Ops 9′.

Dang. I thought I had it in the bag.

Now that the contest is over, I can tell you my brilliant submission without fear of anybody stealing it for their own: The Wombat.  (Get it?  Wilson + cOMBAT = Wombat.  It’s a natural!)  Man, it’s a shame they couldn’t see the genius of it.  I would have really enjoyed shooting it.  At $2000 per Spec Ops, I probably won’t get the chance any time soon.