Open Thread, What’s Been On Your Mind?

Leonard asked if I had ever thought about doing something like this and I think I have , maybe twice over the years. With SO MUCH bullshit going on in the last six months I figure this is as good a time as any to see what you guys think so have at it.

66 thoughts on “Open Thread, What’s Been On Your Mind?

  1. Since life is not all politics, I would like to share things from time to time. I am
    a lifelong fan of music parodies. Doctor Demento could not dare to run this one:

    PS Why do rednecks fuck doggie style? So they can both watch NASCAR
    on the TV.

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      • I’d bang that white trash like a fucking bongo drum! I am a bred,
        born and raised city slicker, but if I could live my life over again
        I would be a redneck because their values represent real America!

        Now for another nasty redneck video, Scuzz Twitty Ragtime:

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        • Mr Leonard, I was laughing so hard I had to watch that three times and I still pissed my drawers from my belly whipsawing around… Ya’ll can still be a red neck, it ain’t hard and like rocket science to be of that persuasion… just decide to not give a fluck and wear old coveralls and you will fit right in and oh, buy an old rusty truck, it helps… just not a dodge.

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          • I gots me some Carhart and Dickies coveralls in my small gang box
            so I could fit right in. When I was 9, I was creating nasty lyrics for
            songs, TV theme songs, etc. Think Chuck Connor’s Branded.
            Stranded, stranded on a toilet bowl, oh what can you do when
            your stranded and need another roll. That was one of my cleaner
            parodies.

            PS Your comment on rusty pickups nearly caused me to piss my
            pants. Twittly has a beat-up rusted F-250. The only clean part of
            his heap is a chrome-plated badge that reads Scuzz Twittly. He
            calls it the Scuzzmobile. Check out his videos on Youtube. This
            is nowhere near the nastiest song he wrote!

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      • NASCRAP is going to have a Dixie Chick’s Effect moment. If
        you are C/W group or NASCAR, the last thing you want to do
        is alienate your fanbase! These Bible-loving, patriotic Mom’s
        apple pie eating Hillbillies do not take kindly to being insulted.
        NASCAR will go bankrupt even before the National Felons
        League!

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  2. “The Ghost In The Machine”

    This morning, my 2000 GMC pick-up demonstrated a quirk that it does approximately two – three times a year. It refuses to catch and turn on. Lights go on, all the warnings flash, all normal except for not turning on. The remedy – wait about 10 minutes, DOING ABSOLUTELY NOTHING and have it turn on like normal. Drive off, waiting for it to do it again sometime in future. Usually happens when its been off at work or at home, meaning its been parked all night or all day.

    WTF ?

    Can’t take it to the mechanic when it turns on. Its functioning – nothing to look for. The stats – 2000 GMC 4×4 Sierra pick-up, 198,450 miles. Except for this, very reliable truck. Hate to trade it in for that reason. New is ree-dick-U-luz in price, won’t pay $45,000 for a new one.

    Any you machine heads have a clue whats going on here ?

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      • OP here – I’ve already jiggled the battery leads in the past and it sometimes possibly made a difference. What works 100% is just leaving it alone for 10 – 15 minutes and try again – and it starts with 1st crank like nothing happened before. Really weird.

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        • Well, not the battery leads.
          There’s a wire that runs to your starter. I’ve had this problem before, but with a Ford. Seems that the nut holding said wire in place on the starter worked itself loose. Sometimes it would start right up, other times absolutely nothing..
          Other than that I would check the ignition, something is not making a good connection, and then does.
          Nonetheless, whatever the problem is, it’s electrical and will probably be a bitch to track down.
          Keep in mind, like Unfuck says, don’t use it as a get away vehicle.

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        • Try looking at the starter solenoid on the starter. Chevies after a few years are notorious for the solenoid or the connection right at the starter to be fritzy

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          • Oh. and I have a 2000 Chevy C3500 that has 263,000 miles and I know the quirks that GM trucks have, have owning them since dirt was made. So I do have skin in the game and know what I speak of. Another is possibly in your connection between your starting switch under the dash to the computer that is the ruler of the truck…

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    • I went through the same rodeo with mine. I tried everything, and when mine won’t start, it’s because the battery went dead. AVR test, resistance tests on the wiring until my only culprit was the body controller. I tried one from another vehicle (being a journeyman , I am sometimes permitted some latitudes with new parts) and it was okay for three weeks.
      Then again.
      Turns out, a neighborhood cat would occasionally crawl around under the hood and set off the alarm. Because I couldn’t hear it from where I sleep, it would keep cycling on and off until the battery died. I verified it after seeing the cat in the neighborhood and my truck locked – presto! I went in to my features and disabled my factory alarm system.
      Flawless ever since.

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      • Shoot the fucking cats! I lived outside Reno up by Stead Airport where teh races are held. Anyway, there is a species of trash bird that will find crevices and holes to build nests and shit. Well one day my Queensland Heeler was jumping at the left front fender and crawling under the truck in the same area. I was watching and this same trash bird was flying in and out from under my engine bay, no wonder my dog was going bonkers as she hates birds and would stalk them,catch them and just kill ’em. I opened the hood and there was a nest being built between my hydraulic master cylinder and the damn computer box… that was all I needed bird shit getting into my connectors and baby birds eating shit under there. I went in and got my .410 with bird shot and waited until the damn mom and pop would get close and then blasted them into hell. Took care of that problem real fast. No, I did not hit my truck or camper, but did nick my work truck 30′ away…

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    • When I’ve had this problem before, I start doing “percussive maintenance”. Try tapping on the Electronic Engine Controller with a WOODEN stick (I use my ball peen hammer), then test to see if it starts. I read everybody’s suggestions, they’re good ones, but I suspect it’s a connector under the hood somewhere. I found a really, REALLY weird short this way in a Chevy Citation this way, I moved the wiring harness just after it went down the firewall, and found an abrasion short in the wiring harness! Took me three weeks, though,,,
      So, try moving things around, wiring harnesses, tapping on various parts of the system and EEC, you might just find the problem. These kind of intermittents drive ya crazy!
      Starter solenoid on the starter motor is a good place to bang on, if it’s easy to get to…

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  3. Just living the “dream” here in Virginia. Went camping in the mountains off the Blue Ridge Parkway last weekend. Was awesome to be away from the suburban hell I find myself in. MASSIVE Trump supporters out that way. Wondered what would happen to a person if they showed up at the local Walmart wearing a “Biden 2020” T-shirt!!!
    Nothing like the taste of food cook outside, on cast iron, on an old Coleman gas stove!

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  4. Met a guy down the road that bought an old welding shop. He’s cleaning it up and getting to work. Ex-Navy, CWI… Worked out a deal to learn to TIG. Traded a few tools already. He seems to be a quality guy. It’s nice to meet good folks.

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  5. When I lived in Kalifornia, a shootin’ buddy of mine and i shot NRA Highpower Rifle matches together for many years. He was a professor at the local college. He retired out several years ago and came home to Texas where he grew up. Wife and I followed our grown kids to Texas a few years later.

    Back in April, I finally hooked up with my buddy at his property, which is about 40 minutes away. He has built his own rifle range out to 1000 yards. I went down for the day and we set up at 200 yards. I got some solid zeros on several rifles. Just the two of us on private property, enough guns and ammo to equip a small squad. Lock everything up on the range and head into town for lunch at a hole-in-the-wall tin roof joint for some of the best Mexican food I can remember. Back to the range and back at it. Shoot ’til you puke. Good times.

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  6. rain, cloudy, rain snow in Patagonia. supermarket once a week for fresh meat and veggies. learning to cook Chinese and Korean. thanks to online recipes. just looked up asian, hamburger. got mostly asian hamburgers. interesting. chose korean beef bowl for today. last night was roasted broccoli and scallions over cold noodles (indonesian) spicy hot.

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  7. Phil, I think of your place as the COP blog, that is Cranky Old Phil’s! I reside in the Marlin Coast area of Queensland’s tropical far north. In the grip of winter here with sunny18-27C temps, which is okay but the local wimmen cover-up their good bits with woolies! If not for teh ‘rona, every bit of sand or grass would be covered with sunning Euro, Asian, Yank or Pommy tourists, the resulting white-pointers being a navigation danger (no, not the sharks). So are you gonna mark off a square for the big face-off between Cederq and Unfuck?

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          • John I use to be a nurse and they use centigrade in hospital and I use to have a cheat sheet with me so I could translate into Fahrenheit to know what the time was…. fucking metric shit, only good for it is 10mm fucking sockets that lose themselves. We put a man on the moon using standard measurement and Fahrenheit, what other metric fucking country has done that?

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      • Do what I did back in HS – memorize the “waypoints” in the C scale to F scale.
        Approximately:
        -20 C = -5 F
        -10C = 14F
        0C = 32F
        10C = 50F
        20C = 68F
        30C = 85F
        40C = 104F

        Anything below -20 and above 40 Didn’t interest me. Extrapolate between the 10-degree C waypoints and you’ll be within 2 degrees of the actual temp.
        I also had to memorize waypoints for weights and distance, won’t bore you here, but it’s useful to have in your head. Especially speed when you go driving in Canada… and have to pay their godawful gas prices!!
        I was pretty good in Physics and Chemistry classes, being able to convert in my feeble brain on-the-fly. Comes in handy!!

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        • Fahrenheit is a very “human” scale. Contrast with the two other main methods of reporting temperature.

          At ZERO
          (deg) Fahrenheit = really cold
          (deg) Celsius = kinda cold
          Kelvin = dead

          At 100
          (deg) Fahrenheit = really hot
          (deg) Celsius = dead
          Kelvin = dead

          My old workplace there was a room full of PhD scientists from China, Korea and Canada. They were getting uppity and making fun of our units so I put up a sign in their room. (At 3pm when they were all there. You have to do it that way to make the point absolutely clear.) “There are two kinds of nations on the Earth. Those that use the metric system, and those that have walked on the moon.” Last time I checked the sign is still up.

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    • Actually John, Unfucked and me like each other and give shit back and forth and we don’t take it personally. If you have read, Phil and I give shit back and forth too. In fact we grew up in the same stomping grounds of Western Oregon and never knew each other until Phil’s blog. Phil has lived in California very close to where I lived, he lives in Vancouver, WA. and I used to drive over there a lot and had a girl friend that use to live in Vancouver and again we never met until Phil’s Blog. I am amazed at how far Phil’s blog has spread, now we have a uppity, true Aussie to dish out shit and receive it back with a big fuckin’ smile on his or her’s ugly mug. One things is obvious is why big brother .gov and fuck book and twittered and others are limiting free speech and stomping the boot is we are talking across the planet, sharing ideas, sharing facts and getting to know each other and that you are facing the damn same shit we are and getting piss poor tired of it. That is what is crapping their panties at night. Welcome John, hang on and have fun! We are Phil’s Tool Nerds.

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      • Yairs Cederq, I sorta picked up on the matey back and forth between you lot. Still, I wish that Phil could construct a .gif of you and Unfuck in an armwrestle among his toolboxes. It’d never happen but, the ‘ken interwebz would be dust before he moved all the junk, sorry – precision tools, aside for the baked-beans wading pool! Hey, is your heeler bitch a red or blue dog?

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        • Was a heeler bitch, she was a Queensland heeler and was a whitish brindle, I have a pic somewhere of her and will dig it out and post it. Damn smart and loyal as hell dog. Baked beans? No mate, spaghetti! Cold and lots of it… I think Unfag will win, he is smarter then me and more devious.

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    • Yeah Phil, you and Cederq would fit in well here. No wuckas about the accent, though we speak the Queen’s English here, there are so many fleeing Yank felons and ne’er-do-wells here, that you’d feel right at home! Ah, except for our shitty gun laws, that is. Your Mini-14 is a Category D in Queensland, you need to be a primary producer to have one. With politics, apart from independents and small parties, that sometimes wield some power because of their ability to swing or block a deadlocked vote on a bill, state and federal pollies here are similar to the US. The LNP are like the GOP, the ALP like the Dems, the Greens Party are like watermelons: all green outside but red at heart. So you’d be used to it, apart from a few honest individuals, the others pretend to follow party ideaology, but are truly rotten to the core with corrupt sweetheart deals for their billionaire backers, fuck the ordinary voters. So yeah, it would be familiar to you.

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      • The only thing Phil produces is a lot of shite… so, my .45 colt and my 9 round 12 gauge shotgun and my .270 Winchester and my 7mm mag Remington be classified as?

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          • As you know I use to be a nurse, I have seen a lot of shit over my career, cleaned it up, had it forcefully ejected all over me, had it smeared on me, slipped in it, sat in it, chased with it. I will be the judge of quality shit.

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            • So you’re into scat games? The things Unfuck doesn’t tell about Cederq gets stranger! That arrangement you had with HRC as her personal on-call gyno nurse must have been horrific, do you still carry the scars? More important, is it true that the arrangement was voluntary fandom on your part? Come to Jesus, Cederq, you can tell Phil’s crew. We’re here for you.

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        • Basically it’s all bullshit rules pulled out of some public service arse, while it wasn’t polishing a chair. All become harder to acquire on your licence, as you get further down the list. Licences are now photo ID smartcards. Category A is any air rifle and air shotgun; any break-action, bolt or lever-action shotgun (not pumpguns) and repro muzzleloading shotguns; any manual actioned rimfire rifle. (But, a common combination rimfire and shotgun goes into Cat. B!). Cat. B is any manual action centrefire rifle up to 10-round capacity if a detachable magazine, or repro (even matchlock) or modern muzzleloading rifles, scale model cannons, and bang-sticks. Cat. C is any semiauto rimfire rifle up to 10-round capacity if a detachable magazine, or a pump or semiauto shotgun up to a 5-round magazine. *think: movie guns, pest destroyer, primary producer and gunclub clay shooter. Cat. D is any semiauto centrefire rifle with 10-round magazine, pump and semiauto shotgun up to 10-round magazine. *pest destroyers and primary producers, or movie guns. Cat. H is all pistols, rimfire and centrefire. In theory up to .50 calibre for farmers, but the Labor gubmint is dicking people around, recalling licences. Field workers, scientists etc in croc country generally get a licence, also pest destroyers. Security guards up to .40 calibre max. They’ve made it harder for pistol club shooters: 10-round mag limit for rimfire or centrefire. Semiautos require a minimum 121mm barrel (just to dick people around, as most modern autos were just under, so you had to get a new barrel), revolvers a minimum 102mm barrel, air pistols or cartridge single-shots too. Maximum internal barrel diameter is .357 size, but if you’re a Western Action shooter (S.A.S.S. affiliated) you can shoot up to .45 Long Colt, metallic silhouette shooters up to .454 Casull calibre. When the cops changed regulation, not law, they insisted club shooters buy new 10-shot mags, wouldn’t let them modify old ones. My .45 Commander, Star Model 30M 9mm, S & W Mod36 .38s; a 1 7/8″ and a square butt 3″ heavy barrel and a Mod10 2″, all had to be crushed! And the little publicised Cat. R is for centrefire semiauto rifles with standard capacity magazines: think FALs or the Lithgow SLRs, Steyr AUGs and local AuSteyrs, AKs and ARs, H & K 41, 91 and 93, SL6 and 7s, AAAs and AR-180s, M-14s (my Win M-14 put 10 shots into a .29″ group at 100 metres, and fuck you if you disbelieve that, scored by RO) mine went to DPI, Mini-14s or Mini-30s mine also to DPI. If these are not for gubmint outfits like DPI or NPWS shooting feral pigs from choppers, then it is for movie guns and collectors* of (welded) subguns and MGs. Sob, boo-hoo, my Owen Machine Carbine Mk. 2/3 got welded for a collector, I ‘ken loved shooting that OMC, they’re great for reloaders with the empties in a neat pile. *saw a fibreglass Nambu from The Thin Red Line go to one bloke, the pricks made him do a Cat. R MG safety course, then mount a metal serial no. tag into the fake gun, utter wankers.

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          • I forgot to mention, to get around (not avoid) bullshit rules, gun dealers move multiple brands/models of formerly semiauto shotguns now modified into straight-pull bolt actions or lever action guns, either with tube mags or detachable box mags of 5 or 10-shot capacity as Cat. A guns for pig shooters. Porkforce wants to make tube mag lever shotties up to Cat. C, and box mag ones into Cat.Ds. Formerly semi-auto rimfire rifles are modified into lever-release guns. I see the Poms sell lever-release VZ-58s to practical rifle competitors. BTW Phil, Cederq and ASIS too, any prior naughtiness alluded to, was covered by my bust in 2000, still paying off my fine! I spend my life in bed, dealing with 80% stenosis. I hurt too much, and am too skint to have fun now!

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        • And, since I spent 4 years of my youth near Ipswich, England, I have NO trouble with Aussie or Brit accents. And can understand Irish,even! And Brit humour (Brit spelling, guys!). ;P

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        • Re Qld gun laws, introduced after the CIA/Mossad-sponsored false flag Port Arthur Massacre in ’96, in which 35 US, UK, Asian, European and Aussies tourists were killed and dozens maimed for life, others and staff, first responders etc traumatised. Martin Bryant, a mental-cripple disability pensioner with an IQ of 66 was accused of staging it, which conveniently had a conference of the worlds trauma surgeons, a conference of worldwide media, a brand new custom mortuary wagon ordered built months before, capable of transporting 15 bodies per trip and never used since, all local police sent hours away on a wild-goose drugs bust, all the tourist facilities’ management sent to a class hours away despite PA having it’s own top-class meeting rooms. All arranged by a developly-challenged bloke with a mental and emotional age of nine, a crime kingpin! He also was an awkward leftie, mysteriously able to perform firing one-shot kills from the hip, right-handed, performing speed mag-changes at the level of a top 2-gun competitor, able to fire from two widely-spaced areas at the same time, able to accurately shoot so many yet just miss police (when they turned up hours later) by inches, shot after shot after shot! The shooter’s Colt SP1 AR-15 had been surrendered to Victorian Police during an earlier confiscation of registered guns, recorded as ‘destroyed’, his FN FAL was a totally ‘sterile’ piece, made without any markings, i.e. not removed after manufacture, what sort of outfit do you reckon provides such weapons? Were your friends, rellies or colleagues killed or hurt 24 years ago? Why not demand answers from the Aussies?

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  8. Here in southwestern Utah, the days are in the 90’s. Low humidity, but keep that dehumidifier in the gun safe. Lots of flies in the middle of the day, so clearing with the tractor is done in the morning. It’s been 4 years here in August since we escaped Ca-ca. I don’t know enough to claim I am a country person yet, but we fit in better here than we did in Ca-ca fornia. Sometimes I wish we had more elbow room but 20 acres works good.
    Also, in reading some of the comments above, I was reminded of a song a coworker used to sing.
    Since yoo bin gone,
    Ah bin loozin sleep
    But now we’re jus fine
    Oh me an’ my sheep

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    • That song could get to top slot on the Kiwi’s hit parade. Oh fuck, now the NZ SAS will hit Phil’s toolshed! Sorry Phil, but it might look neater afterwards.

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        • A young Tasmanian lad went to holiday with his Kiwi cuz over in Unzid. The Taswegian soon got bored out in sheep country, which is all of NZ, went to the rellie and asked “What the hell do you do for action around here?” The Kiwi soon showed him when they found a ewe with it’s head fleece tangled in a barbed wire fence after trying to reach choicer grass. That poor sheep got pounded by that dirty two-legged ram of a Kiwi, then cuz says “Come on, your turn now, you’ll love it, best sex going!” The Tassie boy was dead keen, said “You beaut, I’m up for it cousin, but do I really have to put my head through that spiky wire?”

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