So, I've been busy the last few months, and I see the site's content well has run dry without me. What I've been busy with is selling a house, buying a house, moving, and etc. We basically just wore out on the Tucson summers - the last five have been abnormally hot...
Scrub.
I’m going to skip right over the argument about whether we should impose the death penalty*, and go to the bit about how we should carry it out. First, let’s clear the field and dismiss some of the weaker contenders: Hanging is not necessarily reliable, requires a...
In which R C Dean comes, not to praise the public health establishment, but to bury it.
In which R C Dean muses on the current scene, and finds reasons for optimism.
In which R C Dean thinks, randomly.
Things thought of.
In which R C Dean returns to Front Sight for more boomsticking.
Wherein R C Dean divulges who he gives money to, and asks an internationally dispersed group of cranks and misanthropes who else would be good to give to.
In which R C Dean takes a boomstick to Front Sight.
In which R C and Mrs. Dean go to Pahrump, Nevada to get their gun on.
In which R C Dean mixes a cocktail, and ponders . . . stuff
In which R C Dean attempts to find some equanimity in a world which is, frankly, disappointing him bigly.
In which R C Dean ponders the pros and cons of masking
In which R C Dean ponders the limited liability corporation.
Barrel-aging booze is literally nothing more than pouring liquor from one container into another.