It's The Bee

 The headline in the Babylon Bee from yesterday.

Mamdani Moves Mayor's Office Under Children's Hospital

That is funny right there.  The boy is a Hamas supporter. 

In other news, I was talking with my son last night, and he told me about a new product for guys like me who carry revolvers daily.  Revo-Mag.  It's a way to carry a reload in your pocket that is not as bulky as a speedloader. Supposedly faster than a speed strip. Interesting.

The weather-weenies are telling us to expect some weather in advance of this cold from, but for the life of me, I'm not seeing it. At least locally, there is not much rain in the forecast. Odd, that.

Algorithms

 So, my feed has filled up with these little shorts where porch pirates are getting their comeuppance. with dye packs. The algorithms, they are algorithm-ing.

Like this one.  Or, this one.

My question, Is this a real thing or are they AI generated?  They are amusing for sure, but how many porch pirates are out there?

Elections Matter

 The Democrats had a good night last night, electing governors in Virginia and New Jersey. That was to be expected, both being blue states.  New York elected a commie mayor, and we'll have to wait and see how that plays out.

These results really don't come as a surprise to me.  What would have been surprising were if the results were any different. What will be interesting is how these results play out in the face of the upcoming midterm elections.

I've only been in NYC once, in the early 80s as a tourist.  I saw what I wanted to see and got the hell out of there. Eight hours, bucket list done.  Those folks can have that place.  I suspect that in the wake of this election, some will be leaving.

Pot Roast

 Last night, Belle and I were discussing the lunch menu for today.  She mentioned that we haven't done a pot roast in a while, so I determined to make one today. It's an ancient recipe, on that has been in the family for decades.  My grandfather used to make it every Sunday, as part of a larger meal.  My grandfathers Sunday table was legendary, with pot roast, meatballs, baked mac and cheese, mashed potatoes, English peas, and a host of other sides.

The basic pot roast recipe is here.

Even though my last name happens to be German, my heritage is more mixed, like all Americans.  I have German, Dutch, Scots-Irish, and Cajun blood running through me.  My Scots-Irish grandmother, for example, loved crawfish, but I don't recall my Cajun grandmother ever eating a crawfish.

I recall as a young officer, I was sent to Fort Dix NJ for a two-week class.  One night, several of us went off post to have dinner at a German restaurant.  I thought it was exotic and ordered German Pot Roast as the entree. I was somewhat disappointed to find that it was precisely what my grandfather had served ever Sunday. I did learn about schnitzel and bratwurst on that trip.

The roast is in the oven.  In anther hour the kitchen will start to smell like what I think heaven will smell like.

Monday Muse

 Are we still in the government shutdown?  I haven't noticed and don't really care. As a "small L libertarian", the less government, the better.

PJMedia asks the rhetorical question, "How many illegal aliens are drawing food stamps?"  For me, the answer is that one is too many.  The migrants I know, all of them legal, are hardworking souls that pay their own way.  If you are coming to the US to mooch, then you are in the wrong place.  Go home and mooch.

I understand that some people want to keep the gravy train rolling, but eventually you run out of other people's money.  And every tax dollar that the government squanders is other people's money. Now, I understand that two federal court judges are talking with Trump about how to get the money flowing.  It seems that the US Dept of Agriculture has some $5 Billion set aside for natural disasters.  This is not a natural disaster.  This is Democrat stubbornness. They can end it today by voting to end it.

On a more personal and local note, Belle wants me to make my stuffed chimichangas for lunch today. She has a list and will soon be on her way to the grocers.

Belle Calls Bullshit

We come this morning with this tale of woe from the Big Easy.  Belle calls bullshit.  She was a nurse for over 40 years.

Belle calls bullshit because this lizard is claiming that he is a licensed nurse that can't find a job.  There is a nationwide nursing shortage in every employment market.  This guy might not be able to find the job he wants, but he could go to work tomorrow.  He might have to start as an ER nurse on the night shift, but the jobs are available. This guy doesn't need SNAP, he needs to go to work.

Spooky SNAP

 Today is Halloween, a celebration beloved by millions of Americans.  After a night of goblins, ghosties, and things that go bump in the night, Americans are poised to waken tomorrow to the pause, perhaps the end, of a program that began in 1939.

Originally called the Federal Foos Stamp program, it began to give Americans a temporary leg up when times were tough. It has now morphed into a bloated entitlement program. Democrats, through their hubris, are set to let it expire in the short-term beginning November 1st.

This program has been around since 1939, and although intended as a temporary measure, some folks have been on it since birth.  Now that it is poised to pause, the outrage is palpable and loud.  Videos of outrage are filling the internet, with people saying that if the Democrats pause their benefits, they will simply go to Wal Mart and steal it. My, my.

This ain't Wal Mart's fault.  But thankfully, the technology has caught up with stealing. There is an App for that.  I'm hearing that in some markets, Wal Mart will suspend in-store shopping.  If you want to order groceries on the app, they will bring it to you in the parking lot. This technology has been around for several years, and I myself have used it when convenient.

Again, these are all wild-eyed, hairy-assed rumors, but it will be interesting to see how this all plays out. The Senate Democrats could end all this by simply voting to fund the government at current levels.

Range Day

 Belle had errands to run this morning, so I loaded a couple of rifles in the van and headed out to the Woodworth range for a little recoil therapy.

I started out with the Winchester 94 carbine.  I haven't shot this rifle since Junior Doughty died, and I felt like the old gal needed a little range time.  That rifle is fitted with a Williams pep sight and I quickly realized that I could not pick up that front bead sight against the tree line.  That sight just disappeared in the clutter of the ben and shadows.  My old eyes let me down.  I need a high-resolution front sight on that rifle. I'll do some research, but my first inclination is to install a Fire-Sight.

So, putting the levergun back in the case, I took out the Ruger 10/22.  I had not fired that rifle since I swapped the factory stock for the Boyds AT-One. That rifle made me feel a little bit better, so I re-zeroed with the new stock, then fired 10 shots on a fresh target.

Not too shabby for an old blind man.  I will own those two flyers, but I still feel that the trigger on that rifle is a bit crunchy. Ruger makes a better trigger, as does Timney and Volquartsen. The cost of those triggers are more than the cost of anew Ruger 10/22 and it becomes just a matter of how much I want to spend to refit the trigger group.

Decisions, decisions.