Posted on 03/15/2013 10:16:41 AM PDT by Cajun Jihad
Edited on 03/15/2013 10:18:18 AM PDT by Admin Moderator. [history]
Greetings fellow patriots! Houston we have a problem! A big one. I'm located in South Louisina 337. On February 28 a white SUV pulled up to the house with red DHS lettering with Texas plates. (Texas WTH i thought y'all were with us) I saw them pull in the drive an met them outside at their truck 2 agents late 40s-50s. They say Hi we are here doing a survey. One agent pulls out 3 volumes (looked like phone books almost sizewise) He ruffles through the pages in first then second volume. He finds my list (The 1 that they don't have). he says so we are doing a survey and we are going around visiting everyone and trying to verify if you own or still have these firearms. He proceeds to show me my list. Every gun i bought from a dealer is on this list. Every one from 22s to Mosin Nagants and everything in between. I was blown away and still am. Many bricks have been shat since then! I told them nah i don't have any of those dangerous baby killers gave them all away after Newtown. They left but sat parked down the road for a couple hours. Probably coordinating drone strike. I have ony told a couple of close friends i trust. I've been tryng to keep it together. The first person i told also had a visit exactly 2 weeks before me. He ordered a questionable part off the net an that's what the agents told him they were after. He lives 5 minutes down the road. I was freaked then but I didn't think anything of it you know he brought it on himself. Until i got a visit. All my stuff is legal and above board. No worries on that part. But then why did i recieve a visit? I don't know i've been gripped with fear since. Keeping watch on my porch, almost sleeping outside some nights. And then yesterday my wife's friends parents who are an hour north of us got a visit. Only the mom was home and she told them to hit the street. These people are farmers and have guns but mostly Fudd guns and relics passed down. The father was going somewhere on business this weekend and next week. He cancelled. Even the Fudds aren't safe from this. My only solace in all of this is the 3 massive volumes the jackboots had. I know i'm not the only one. I don't know what to do?! It took this long for me to tell somebody else. My wife and i are scared [crap]less!I'm not sure if they are testing the waters seeing who will comply. Or if it's something else entirely. Why down here? Why not in Commiefornia or one of these other liberal dreamlands? I thougt we were good we just voted to strengthen the 2nd in our state. i just keep saying in my head. WTF?
Driving in Chicago is by far the worst experience I’ve ever had.
Driving in a thunderstorm in So Dak was also bad...I had to stop the car because I couldn’t see where I was going. But I was smart enough to pull over to what I thought was the side of the road, just in case. I mean, if I couldn’t see, neither could the guy behind me. And this was a two-lane road.
Yep, down heah we have bunches of multiple-syllabic words as opposed to up theah. You get more for your money down here (in syllables, at least).
Happy St. Patty (Paddy?)’s day!
It’s down to 65 now, but will be in the 80’s again today. :o])
Those things always gave me trouble. (Sort of like anything with wheels on it.)
I bet she’s the one you encourage adrenaline-producing activities with. (Ugh, please receive the thought but ignore sentence unstructure.)
That’s the Californian cat burglar, isn’t it?
Have never been to Chicago. Sounds too scary. What brought you there?
Are there Habitant rules about rogue washing machines not being permitted in the library? Or is it that the darned things refuse to follow the rules? They ruin it for everybody when they’re petulant. Down with petulant rogue washers! (Our new battle cry?)
Please deliver Marshall a hug and a kiss for me!
Oh, I get it now!
Morning.
It is! When it’s noon, I’ll go to church.
Good morning!
Off to do chores. Have a great day, y’all!
Morning ... and {{{HUGS}}} for all ... ah ... let me retract that. {{{HANDSHAKES}}} for the males.
I enjoyed that, thanks!
My first husband had shore duty at Great Lakes NTC in Waukegan, IL and Chicago was about 20 miles south. We were always going there to watch ball games: Wrigley Field, Comisky Park and Soldier’s Field.
We also went there for drive-in movies. Instant migraine when he said, “We’re going to Chicago.”
Unngh!
It isn't so much a matter of "rules", (which we, out of general principles, principally eschew), but one of usage patterns.
The Flying Castle Habitat contains as a central feature, the Castle. The Castle walls are about thirty feet thick in the walls around the courtyard. This is not defensive. That thickness is deceptive, because it conceals small rooms on either side of a narrow corridor.
It's like a nightmarish rendition of a highway motel, with each room having only a single full-size bed, a small eating area, and a ridiculously minimal wash space. It is Spartan to the degree that a monk would feel claustrophobic.
But these courtyard wall rooms were designed for visitors, students, workers and volunteers in the other enterprises going on in the Castle. Basically, they offer the merest space to rest your weary head, before trudging back to work in the kitchens, vegetable gardens, laundries, dairy, or in the various theaters and other entertainment venues. It's a workspace environment. Kind of a bunkhouse.
Not that these rooms are completely without creature comforts, though. They have a comfortably-sized monitor screen for TV-style entertainment programs, or for use as a computer monitor. The sound, in the small room, is adequate. A special feature is a delivery system, similar to having a dumbwaiter, which is connected to all parts of the Castle, for requesting items to be delivered, or sending out small packages. One can order pizza, complete meats, drinks in abundance, and real books or printed material. After the meal, leftovers and soiled dishes can be sent on their way using the same delivery device.
Laundry and shopping purchases can be dealt with the same way. For serious stay-at-homes, there's little reason to leave this cozy nest.
But outside of the courtyard walls, so much more abounds to attract the eye and interest!
The courtyard itself has songbirds fluttering among the shrubbery and fruit trees, fountains and garden paths, and of course it leads into the Castle itself, with its large banquet halls, grand staircases and libraries, kitchens and bars, theaters and music rooms, swimming pools, a grand library which is roofed over with an atrium greenhouse cum aviary, and so much more!
Or one could go through the courtyard gate, over the drawbridge and moat, and out into the verdant pastureland that leads up to the forest line in the distance.
The canopy above, with artificial lights blurring the outlines of the structural members, gives the illusion of open sky. A close look even shows that a wispy condensation almost resembles clouds in the apparently open sky.
Or you can stay in your room and read.
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