Sunday, October 28, 2007

Ok. That's not gonna solve anything

One day, there was this little red hen, who decided to go out, and harvest some wheat to make bread. So, she grew the wheat, and then ground the wheat, and then made some bread. None of the other barnyard animals were willing to help make the bread, and expected the little red hen to provide them with food at no cost to them. When the little red hen refused, the pitched a fit, had a revolution, and threw the little red hen off of her land.

When they started to starve because they couldn't grow enough food, they offered the little red hen (who had moved on) her land back, if she would farm it and grow food. The little red hen, who had found a comfortable gig farming in a far more business friendly country, declined.

So, the critters who couldn't feed themselves called the UN and demanded aid to fight their hunger. The UN being the UN, sent in aid, and the animals rejoiced because they had food, but their fields still lie fallow.

One of the rabbits, being an enterprising rabbit, decided to grow so food in the little red hen's fields that lie fallow, before the food that the UN had sent began to run out, so they they could feed themselves.

After a few months, the food began to run out, but no one wanted to buy food from the rabbit that was growing it, because they remembered that when they were suffering from hunger before, the UN had given them food to bail them out. So, they started to get hungry, and the UN sent more food. The rabbit saw this, and glanced at the fields that he had spent months tending, and wondered why he worked and worked to farm his food, when no one would buy it, because the UN would give it away.

The next year, the rabbit didn't even bother to farm his fields. Instead, he waited for the UN to deliver the food shipment that they had come to expect.

Saturday, October 27, 2007

I finger printed a spiffy new gun...

I got to fingerprint the Beretta PX-4. For those of you who don't know, it's the preferred sidearm of the Colonial Forces on the re-imagined batterstar galactica. It's a polymer framed double action pistol that is available in either .40 S&W, or 9mm, and hopefully soon, .45 ACP.

It has funky ergonomics and is pretty muzzle heavy, so I imagine with a full magazine that it would balance very well.

Still. It's a sciffy gun.

That makes it worth drooling over.

I also looked at a Bersa Thunder .45. I'm in love.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

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Monday, October 15, 2007

You can't fix that kind of stupid...

So the other day at work, this woman was parked in the no-parking zone, right near one of the no parking signs.

I asked her to move, and she asked me for a cell phone she could use. She got all bent out of shape about that, and the fact I needed her to move. (Yeah. There's a no parking sign there. Moron.) Yeah, she was waiting to pick someone up and forgot her cell phone.

Dumb.

Anyway, she went on to park in the employee slot, right next to the employee parking sign. Of course she backed in, when every single other car in the lot was pulled in forward.

And there is a pick up and drop off zone right across the street.

I saw that, and left it alone because I didn't want anything to do with that kind of stupid.