Tightening The Screw

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United States prosecutors are encouraging anyone complicit in, or have information about billionaire and alleged child molester Jeffery Epstein’s conduct to come forward. The Department of Justice’s call targeted politicians, celebrities, socialites and anyone who may have witnessed or know of questionable behavior.

Mr. Epstein kept a notorious black book and private jet manifests that contained a long list of names who he either met or partied with. The list also contained names of alleged victims. Now, armed with warrants to search Mr. Epstein’s properties, the U.S. prosecutors sought to send a clear message: Provide information to us before we contact you.

“You would much rather be visiting the Department of Justice and engaging a conversation about what you saw rather than making the DOJ find you,” said Jacob Frenkel, a former federal prosecutor now at Dickinson-Wright, according to the Japan Times. “There’s a much greater potential for influencing the parameters of an interview and the scope of cooperation by going in voluntarily than becoming a compulsory guest” of the government, he said.

Considering the dozens of alleged victims and hundreds of names on Mr. Epstein’s contact list, the Epstein affair could be far from over. Some of the alleged victims have claimed they were farmed out to other men, said the publication.

The Miami Herald, whose story gave new energy to the investigation into Mr. Epstein’s alleged criminal activity and which many credit for his eventual arrest two Saturdays ago, wrote on Friday that 12 new victims had come forth to claim they were sexually abused by Mr. Epstein.

The DOJ has already got an extensive list of names to go through.

This case has been in the works for years already.

They pretty much know who did what and this appears to be everyone’s last chance to  either come clean or wait for your turn in the barrel.

Trust me, this is absolutely mind staggeringly complicated in the sheer scope of who is connected to this and it will take years to sort it all out.

It will however, get sorted out.

In that process some very famous people are going to be exposed to intense scrutiny.

It is a well known fact that cockroaches do not like direct light.

Get ready for lasers being directed at some people.

The other ones who are observed scurrying away will get their own dose.

One at a time.


Just a little something I stumbled across, I had never really realized just how big Australia really is I guess.


Here’s a Shout Out to my readers Down Under, I’ve always had an affinity for you rowdy fuckers. My kinda people.

It’s probably a good thing most of that place is basically uninhabitable, not to mention every motherfucking critter down there will kill you dead except maybe them Koala bears.

If they ever populated that whole place they would be a world Super Power easy.

G’day Mates!


Home Depot Just Did Me A Solid

After yesterdays attempted sodomy upon my person up at Wilco, where they want twenty dollars for a fucking replacement handle for a hammer, I can only surmise that maybe Karma might have had a three martini lunch and felt a little generous today to make things right.

I wanted some plywood to throw a temporary work bench up for one of my next little projects and remembered a guy at work telling me a week or so that sometimes Home Depot has remnants for sale cheap. They have a Wall Saw and will cut down lumber for customers. I think the first two cuts are free and every cut after that is like five bucks.

Since I didn’t want or need an entire sheet and certainly wasn’t looking forward to paying upwards of forty dollars for a full sheet I didn’t need in the first place, I figured I would take and run up there to see if they had anything laying around.

After I got in there and found the saw, I see a couple of thirtyish looking ladies of Mexican descent snagging some nice looking quarter sheets of 5/8’s plywood.

I waited until they got what they wanted and was pleasantly surprised to see two more still sitting there. I was actually hoping to find a half sheet but I can make do with those.

I went to grab them and this fucking Tennis Elbow I have been fighting for the last three months decided to let me know in no uncertain terms that it was still very much around and fuck you, you ain’t doing that.

They slipped out of my failing grasp and one of the nice ladies grabbed them for me. Then the other one actually went and found me a cart to get them back up front with because, you know, my dumb ass forgot to get one in my haste.

I started looking to see how much they wanted for them and couldn’t find a price. The two ladies had the same issue. About then one of the guys working there walked by so we snagged him. He was in his fifties easily.

He said he’d be right with us. I did find a sticker with a bar code on one piece and when he came back he scanned it

Thirty eight bucks.

He said no, that was for a full sheet.

He looked at mine and then the two ladies, seemed to get a bit irritated by something and then yanked a pen out of is pocket and scribbled something on the side facing him. Then he went around and did the same thing for the two ladies.

I spun it around and found this,


You can only imagine my surprise because it was total.

I thanked him VERY enthusiastically and he said that someone was supposed to have banded all four of those pieces up and sold them as a unit. Because they hadn’t done that, he wasn’t going to mess with it.

So he basically gave away an entire sheet of primo 5/8’s plywood because someone else was too lazy to do their job.

Thank you again Roy, that was above and beyond in my book.


So while I can and do, bitch very loudly when I think someone is trying to slip me the old Uninvited Finger up my ass and rip me off, at the same time, I try to go out of my way to sing the praises of guys like Roy who make things right in the end.

Now if you will excuse me, I have shit to do.

At Least Kiss Me First

You don’t necessarily gotta tell me I’m pretty but even this ugly old whore has some standards.

As you are probably well aware of by now, I’m a Tool Junkie

This time of year there are literally Yard sales all over the fucking place.

Every once in a while I’ll stop at one of these things just to look around and see if there are any deals on old tools and such.

Every once in a while I get lucky too.

A while back I found a few old hammer heads at a couple of these things pretty cheap.

A small Copper one, a medium and a small Ball Peen at two different places.

They are usually buried in a box or a bucket full of crap and I can normally get them dirt cheap because they are rusty, corroded and dirty.

Normally it only takes a few minutes on a wire wheel and they clean right up.

Then they lay around.

Eventually I’ll remember them and remind my self to pick up a handle or two for them.

Today was one such day.

I went out in the garage, dug around, rounded up a few and actually found a new handle that I had bought a while back for such a day. I went in to work some over time today and stopped in at a Wilco store on the way. It’s basically a Farm supply/hardware store.

I figured if anyone would have replacement hammer handles, it would be them.

I finally had to ask some young guy but they did have some.

This is where the attempted rape occurred officer.

Let me ask you guys something.

Have you priced hammer handles recently?

If you haven’t then you had better sit down.

I took one look at what they were asking for them and about shit a ring around myself.

I paid anywhere from fifty cents to maybe a dollar for these hammer heads.

Get a load of this,



For a hammer handle.

You see the empty slot in the middle?

There was one left for $8.99 and I snagged it.

When I got to the counter the girl scanned it and told me it was $17.99.

I said OH NO NO NO NO.

I’ll be right back.

So I went and took a picture of the price tag and went right back up there and showed it to her.

She apologized and fixed the price. It still wound up costing me almost ten bucks with tax.

I told her for eighteen bucks, I would tear down pallets and MAKE one first.

Don’t laugh, I’ve done it. Made one out of Oak and it turned out nice too.

So while I was standing there with my jaw hanging open over the price of hammer handles, I also see they have axe handles. I need one of those too for a medium Double Bit I got from my Sister In Law when I got the walk behind tractor.

This is where it gets really stupid.


Uhm, no.

I’m not paying thirty five fucking dollars for an axe handle.

Not happening, ever.

Just a bit to the right of these axe handles are brand new axes, complete with handles.


For two dollars more.

I mean who are these fucking people and more importantly, how stupid do they think the rest of us are?

I bought the damn hammer handle because I had already gone through the hassle of getting there through a traffic construction zone and then taking the time to find it. Almost ten bucks out the door.

I did manage to get handles on the heads too.


The one on the far right is one I already use and the handle for the little one I made out of some doweling I had laying around. It’s just a little Tap Tapper anyway.

I’ll use the stubs I cut off for file handles later.

After I got to work I was telling a guy about all this and he told me about a place he used to go to and I can remember almost the exact thing when I was younger, in several different places.

He used to go to this little General Store kind of outfit that was way the hell out of town. Out on the front porch they had an old wooden barrel full of axe handles poking out of it. You could sort through them and pick out any one you wanted, for three dollars.

I remember seeing that shit many times when I was a kid.

Apparently we are both ancient old bastards now and those days are long gone.

I guess the moral of this story is that I need to start shopping these yard and garage sales hard from here on out.

I’m betting 95% of people have no idea how much some of this stuff has gone up.

Just for shits and grins I am going to do some On Line looking to see if it’s just this one place with the crazy prices or if the rest of the world has lost it’s collective marbles too.

At these prices, even if I have to pay five buck for a decent old hammer with a handle on it at a yard sale I will be way ahead in the larger scheme of things.

You can bet your Bippy that I will be scouring these sales from here on out for cheap deals while they are still out there.