Argghhh!

For you noobs who haven't been around that long and don't take the time (understandably, they're huge and they're cranky) to rummage the archived posts... This post first ran on Feb 12, 2006, almost exactly two years ago.Yu-ain [who useta hang around here a lot more than he has lately] said:Oh, and by the way. I just hafta share (this is a gun-ish blog of sorts): The LG and I just completed the Safety Course needed to obtain our state's Handgun Carry Permit.And while I've...

Breech on HMS Belfast. Well worth your time next time you are in London.

There are only two awards for actions on this date, almost bookends in a sense. One in the Civil War and one in Vietnam.

I don't mind Liberals per se. They are a useful counterbalance to excessive conservative hubris. Just don't be a gun-fearing wussy who wants to take my property. And, just a thought - my having all these doesn't make me a menace, it makes me your friend. Because these are all off the streets. And I can't use more than two at once, if I ever did decide to live down to your low expectations. Just sayin'.

A war that started on 28 July, ended on 15 August, if you take the long view. The Second 30 Years War for Europe, if perhaps the first for the world at large. And oh, the side-changing that went on... and, one wonders if we're on the cusp of a new one, in the Middle East. TO MY GOOD AND LOYAL SUBJECTS: After deeply pondering the general trends of the world and the current conditions of our Empire, I intend to effect a conclusion to the present situation by resorting to an extraordinary measure...

They did, in the end, win. And this is rubbing the Brit's nose in it, anyway. As John (Not The Armorer) noted in a comment to my ANZAC Day Dawn Service post, I neglected to mention another Gallipoli vet that resides at Castle Argghhh!. The Frankenfauser. One day in October, 1914, just as the War to End War was shifting from a war of maneuver to the horror of the trenches that was to be its hallmark, an armourer of the Queen's Own Dorsetshire Yeomanry put away his punch set, picked up his...

69 years ago, paratroops and glider-borne troops were loading into their aircraft, preparatory to invading France, and starting the end game of WWII in Europe. I am reminded that I have the honor today of having lunch (as I do every Wednesday) with past-President of my Rotary club, Bill Thompson. Who, as an 18 year old radio operator in the Jedburghs of the OSS, had jumped into France in... May. And he had jumped in Africa. And he would jump into Yugoslavia, and finally, into China before it was...