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?
Wellthatstinks.
Still, one should retire when one can see the top of Lincoln’s head...
Hi, ‘Face!
I’m trying to type with a 14 pound cat lying between me and the keyboard. Not an easy thing. Apparently she’s angry because I took her and her sister to get a mani-pedi today.
Wish someone would take ME for a mani-pedi! Just not in a cat carrier.
If that happens, it's your own fault for careening through the Asteroid Belt at such breakneck speed.
That said, "landing" on the Flying Castle takes a skilled pilot. The best technique is to approach the axis of rotation along a parallel course. Once you've hung your overcoat on the coat-hook, you can cut power and accustom yourself to the station's artificial gravity, which on the Thrust Ring is about that of Earth's moon.
Taking transport to one of the Habs; the Flying Castle Habitat; Hab One (Are We There Yet?); or Hab Two (He's Touching Me!); gets you a doubling of the artificial gravity, up to Mars level.
The three Habitats are linked together through the Thrust Ring, and rotate around its center, which is currently parked on an asteroid we named Plymouth. We've been harvesting what material we could from the asteroid, and some of our more ambitious residents have been manufacturing things with it.
There's always something to do out here. Part of that comes from each habitat being on its own time zone, eight hours different from its neighbors. It's always night, and it's always morning somewhere. Breakfast is served twenty-four/seven. And so is dinner, and the appropriate aperitifs.
You get from one place to another by riding a spherical elevator car. Most rides take a couple of minutes, and during the journey, the car slowly rotates so that it will be in the correct orientation when the eyelid doors open.
I would be happy for a mani and a massage. Or maybe just the massage. Still, it would be nice to have hands that looked like they belonged on a girl again. LOL!
How have you been? So many things have happened in the last six months that it’s a wonder I can even post rationally.
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I need to define that a little better. It sounds wrong.
What I meant was that your shuttle should be oriented toward the axis of rotation, as you slide sideways along the circumference of the Thrust Ring. The capture protocol results in a bit of a lurch, as the landing gear get snagged like a softball being caught in a catcher's mitt.
It sounds a bit awkward, but it has worked well enough, and it preserves the landing gear for a rolling stop on an actual planet, (such as one of our double-secret, zip-your-lips-and-never-say-anything trade missions to Earth).
Harrumph...I'd been braking since halfway from Alpha Centauri.
Coming through the Asteroid belt ,sub-light speed, set the Navicomp for re-entry over China and a landing at Gatwick Airport.
Next thing ,crunch all airbags deployed and Kudzu entangling everything.
Out of the Darkness came a voice.....Would you like a coffee?
I’ve been good, but busy. Choir, orchestra, work. With Palm Sunday coming up choir has been taking a lot of my time, but it’s worth it.
How are things?
As usual, Bob, your Habitat Manual is alive and well and in real time. I’m lucky if I can remember where the Library is. I still miss the caterwauling from the catwalk...it sort of kept me focused on where I was and where I had to go when I left the Library.
Thanks for the reminder. You are irreplacable. *hug*
Equatorial Geostationary alignment.
The Chandeliers illuminating the landing area was a nice touch.
You certainly got your bearings in a hurry, Moose. For that, I am glad. Of course, if you need to relax a little, you may join me in the Library. (I’ve been apart for a long time...) In winter, the fireplace blazes (though not with real fire...consumes too much oxygen) and there are furs and plush furniture (NOT Darksheare Brand) to relax on, and the food and drink is ready at the touch of a button.
And Darksheare’s coffee hasn’t made it here. Yet. But I think it won’t be long. I can hear some faint gurgling noises among the stacks of bookshelves...
I guess after almost 10 years, that is to be expected. His coffee has a tendency to “seep.”
Things here are wonderful! The weather is warming up, and I now have a vehicle again (three years after Ms. Daisy was killed by the mechanic who was supposed to fix her) and I moved into a larger apartment.
I’m losing weight, I’m going to be a GG-Ma within a few weeks, and the 10th of April, I’m flying to NC to visit with Tax-chick and Chicklets!
In general, life is good. But you have been sorely missed, here!
Wow!
Here, the police run plate numbers all the time, and if the plate # doesn’t match the vehicle, you will be pulled over.
Are you in London moose07, or some other large city?
Orbital alignment only happens once every four years. By interesting coincidence, that's the distance to Alpha. Did you forget we were here?
You need to update your Solar System Inter-Planetary Superhighway Positioning Device.
The update's free with every take-out cup of Darks' Extra Blend Coffee, (try to drink it quickly before the cup dissolves).
Really well, thanks for asking. He’s gained a lot of weight, is sleeping more soundly, and is very alert when he is awake.
He doesn’t like baths, but doesn’t seem to mind it when the dogs sniff the top of his head. I’ll try to get another picture to post this weekend.
How is your crew doing?
You have superior genes!
I have no idea what Smoky Backroom is but I’ll support to the death your right to post it. Thanx for everything!
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