Pacificapocalypse

There is so much wrong in this article, I don’t even know where to begin.
Emphasis all mine.
Via the Burlingame Daily News

Yay! Pacifica! Keeping it real!…weird.

Looky what I got!

My ammo & firearms workstation is complete. Good old fashioned sheet steel with steel fixtures. The top is solid, about one inch thick. It was missing it’s bolts so I bolted it down with some 5/16 stainless bolts and nylock nuts and it’s just about bullet proof (fingers crossed I’ll never actually find that out). It hold all my tools and ammo. With a little fiddling it’ll probably hold all my cleaning supplies too, but I’m not sure about storing solvents and oil along with ammo… in fact no, that’s actually a bad idea. Nevermind.

Anyway it’s perfect for my needs right now. I’m so tickled by this thing that there are MORE PICTURES HERE!
Gun Nerds FTW!

A little late, but better than not at all.

Ah the Fourth of July! Now the Fourth in Pacifica is a little different. Pacifica is one of two cities on the Peninsula where fireworks sales are legal. Come the week or so before, the stands pop up on every block like mushrooms after the rain. Each stand dedicated to an individual fund raising effort: the Pacifica Little League; the local Girl Scout troop, the  local Hells Angels ( ok I made up that last one), you get the picture. People from all the surrounding cities flock in to buy their fireworks and Pacifca makes a fair bit of cheddar from it.

The night of the Fourth though, Pacifica PD is on the lookout for illegal fireworks (you know, the fun, dangerous, explody kind). And as usual we were fogged in. Up on the point we’re above the fog so we got a sort of arena rock lighting effect from the fireworks on the beach floating up through the fog bank. Safe and Insane is the motto for fireworks in Pac. Anyway, we invited Melissa up for the weekend and mainly watched movies and drank.
Except for Saturday.
SATURDAY! GUNS! GUNS! GUNS! Ah yes it was time for yet another Calguns Shoot-n-Que at Chabot. We had, I would say, the best turn out so far. At least 50 members showed up, and as usual, more food than we could eat ( we did our best, but after tri-tip, hot links, salmon, samosas, and various sides, it was a forgone conclusion. The food wins every time). Brought out only iron sight rifles figuring that since Melissa had never fired a gun before, she should start simple, at the 50 yard line.
Check that smile!

And of course Court still love *her* M1A Scout.
Goodness knows why my darling 5 foot nothing buck and a quarter girl loves that .308 so, but I’m not complaining.
Now that’s a gun happy face.

Tip o’ the hat to Rivviepop for letting Melissa shoot his S&W 686; I didn’t bring any handguns this time out.  Good time had by all; the bullets went that way and the girls were so proud of their bruises the next day. Weirdos.
More pics here.

We Watch Movies: Wanted
First things first; this movie is based upon a comic book of the same name.
Same it with me: COMIC BOOK.
Got it? Ok now that that’s out of the way, it was pretty fun. Over the top special effects, very bad bad guys, ultra violent, automobile stunts that would have Newton spinning in his grave so quickly, he catches fire from the friction. I won’t go into all the absurd details ( wait a minute, you mean they get their orders from a… loom? The thing you weave cloth with? In binary code?
And where do they get the hand crafted, engraved bullets from anyway?) but it is fun.

Don’t go expecting it to have any sort of connection to reality and you’ll enjoy it. Plus Angelina is still easy on the eyes. Minor divergence: we’ve decided that, at this point in her career, nude scenes are pretty much off the table.  Except in the case of a serious film, like Selma Hayek in Frida. But it’s unlikely we’ll ever see the blistering hot loves scenes as in Original Sin.
One last observation, more of a question really; where can *I* get one of those old timey flintlock rifles, that has the optical capability to see into the future and shoots multi-stage bullets, from? Seriously. I’d like to know.

I’d never thought I’d say this, but, thank you Supreme Court.

Ok here’s the deal; the definition of the 2nd Amendment has been kicked back and forth for the last century (that’s 100 years kids). The main contention has been this - does the 2nd Amendment confer an individual right or a collective right? Lemme see if I can explain.
Some people view the 2nd Amendment (hereafter referred to as 2ndA) as referring to a collective, that is the militia referenced in the actual wording of the amendment. The Army, the National Guard. In this light the ownership and use of firearms is affirmed when on duty, in the performance of your duties as part of a collective group.
Then again the opposite opinion states that the 2ndA refers to the individual’s right to keep and bear arms, and that you do not need to be part of an organized militia, Army or National Guard, in order to legally own firearms.

That’s it. Pretty simply stuff but no court in this great country of ours has decided what exactly is the correct definition.
Until now.
Today the Supreme Court adopted the individual rights view, affirming District of Columbia v. Heller in a 5-4 decision.

This decision by the Supremes will have a ripple effect throughout the country for a very long time; individual cities bans against firearms ownership such as San Francisco’s ill-fated attempt, Chicago’s ban and the now reversed Washington DC ban are all out the window and any future bans, city, state or federal, are in serious question.

And to clear up a common misconception, the 2nd Amendment to the United States Constitution, does not give the right to own firearms (whether collectively or individually) - it simply affirms an existing right. It says nothing about bestowing a right, it simply states that the existing right “shall not be infringed.”

Right on America.