June 26, 2021

• Subsonic .22lr!

  I have been hunting for some subsonic .22lr ever since the Wu Flu turned the ammunition supply upside down. A random check of the interwebs today brought me to CCI's homepage where everything in any other usable caliber was sold out. But fifty boxes of low-speed .22lr were available for $6 per. Not normal priced, but also not obnoxious either. The shipping screwed the cost-per-round. CCI was offering free shipping for orders over $99, but with no .380, .45 ACP, or 9mm in inventory, there was no purchasing combo to reach that threshold. I am excited to hear (or not hear) that CCI running through my Rugged Obsidian, especially in shorty mode.

  I took down the No-Limit Omaha game last Monday. I made up for my early exit from the main Texas Hold 'Em. I didn't mind so much getting knocked out early because the host also was eliminated around the same time. We grabbed cigars and started a fire in the backyard pit. It was a chill way to wait for the second tournament to start.

  I am going make some bacon and eggs this morning. "Bacon and eggs" is a common breakfast combination, but I would bet that few would consider that a complete breakfast without toast or English muffin. In fact, I wouldn't bother making bacon and eggs if I didn't have white bread for toast accompaniment. I am going to the store to get bread this morning for that reason. In a restaurant, serving bacon and eggs without toast is a credible reason to send the entire meal back and demand a breakfast steak instead. Hash-browns are no substitute for toast. Noodles are never appropriate before noon. Unless you are a starving poor, neither Birch, nor Beech, are tree types upon which to base your breakfast syrup. Canadian Maple is the one-and-only true source for syrup.

  Latest gin experiment: Gray Whale

  I like it. It does have a noticeably unique flavor profile without being in-your-face with a particular botanical. I keep calling it Blue Whale because of it's bottle's color. The hook is that all the botanical flavorings are available along the whales' migratory journey. They come off as totally hippy when describing their sustainable sources for the ingredients of sea kelp, fir, juniper, lime, and mint. That sentiment slams into a brick wall when they mention their final ingredient: Almonds. I am happy to run California's unsustainable agricultural policies straight into the ground by drinking the Gray Whale and eating Nature Valley Almond bars.

  Latest rum experiment given as a gift: Zacapa 23 Centenario

  Smooooooth. Something Guatemala can be proud to call its own. I would drink this on the deck overlooking the water with a good friend. Or the person I am drinking this with on a deck overlooking the water might become a good friend.

  I am amazed that fantasy football preparation time is almost here. Core found us a meeting place. Tony has a flight into GRR booked. I haven't checked, but I imagine the Commish has the website up-and-running. Did I hear there is an extra game this year? Aren't they watching the shit-show the NBA finals have become? That waiver-wire budget is becoming more important than the auction budget.

  I just found out that a proper full-sized, metal-deck peripheral and crowd-source software is available to turn a PC into a Dance Dance Revolution machine. Once the crypto miners have their fill of microchips, my planned Microsoft Simulator 2020 machine might be pulling double-duty. We're gonna need some bigger speakers.

  It is somewhat disturbing how the father of Brittney Spears is still controlling her life (by controlling all the money). Her recent comments about being under a forced-sterility regime seems like an impossibility in what is supposed to be a free America. She must be a special level of crazy for the courts to mandate such a tight conservatorship To be clear, Brittney cannot have a baby currently because she doesn't have the money to pull her IUD. What I find odd is that her 26-year-old boy-toy doesn't make enough money as a model/Gold's Gym trainer to float her the removal cost. You'd think he would want that anchor-baby with Spears as a more reliable way to stay plugged into the potential windfall when Brittney finally has her dad assassinated. Forbes says dad's pre-tax earning since taking over in 2008 is around five million U.S.D. Jamie Lynn must keep her mouth shut.

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