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So today while at work Pandora crapped out on my phone.  When I say crapped out, it refused to play any station.  When I restarted the app it looked like it puked all over itself.

For me, music is life while at work.  It drowns out the outside noise and prevents unnecessary interruption.  I was now in a tail spin and trying to recover.  Then I remembered Slacker Radio.  It was already installed on my phone so I decided to give it a shot.

Dear lord I should have switched over sooner.  The Android app for Pandora was lacking.  I couldn’t easily alter stations and add extra artists manually.  I couldn’t easily block a whole artist or say ignore this for a month.  Well Slacker has all that in their app and I’m much more impressed by their selection algorithm.

After doing a quick initial artist selection I’ve only had to thumbs down a few times.  Even more awesome is I can create sister stations that will bring in new artists more regularly as well as less well known music.  That way depending on my mood I can lock it to the stuff I know I’ll want to hear, or I can switch into adventure mode and find something new.  Not to mention when seeding a station you can easily grab all similar artists as it lists them. 

So yeah, that little glitch that Pandora had today at least for me was actually a good thing. 

When you have one of those really vivid dreams that seems like months pass. 

You actually go to sleep and wake up again and again in the dream.  It goes along just like your normal life.  It seems like you’re actually awake and it’s reality. 

Then all the sudden your normal reality turns to hell.  It goes from dream to nightmare and you don’t really know why.  You then continue living in hell for a couple months until you actually wake up.  The thing is, when you wake up you don’t know if you’re in the dream or reality.  You reach over and discover it was a nightmare and you hold just a little bit tighter not wanting to let go.  Afraid for some reason that this is the dream and not reality.

Yeah, last night was one of those nights.  Why can’t I have awesome dreams like this?

Since I’ve shown my mom the wonders of RSS she now reads the blog on a much more regular basis.  So instead getting one of those online greeting cards instead I can post it right here in the open.

Thanks’ Mom.  I know it may not have always seemed like it but your nagging paid off.  I finally did get my Eagle, sure it was one month before my 18th birthday but I got it.

Sure I got in trouble from time to time.  As you know though, it could have always been worse.  Besides, would you really want me to be like Small’s at the beginning of The Sandlot.  Telling that boy to get into trouble was the best advice she ever gave.  Why didn’t you ever give me that pass?

Just remember, when we were upset, maybe there was a good reason.  Though I never was this upset.

Most of all, I appreciate if I did anything like this, you and dad both would have whipped my ass.  Thanks for doing as Major Payne says:

So thank you!

Via Weer’d comes the following (Link Warning as it goes to a site run by Joan and Jason Kilgore.  All other links except the quote are safe)*:

The boy was armed with a loaded gun and his face was covered with a t-shirt. He approached a car in the parking lot of an apartment complex and ordered the driver to get out. In response, the driver pulled out a gun and shot the teen at least one time. The teen ran 30 feet, collapsed and died. The teen’s gun was cocked and ready to fire.

This was posted on their “Kid Shootings” blog.  A blog they use to dance in the blood of children who die because someone shot them.  Here’s a question though, who really killed that kid?  I’m of the strong opinion he killed himself.  Now someone else actually ran the instrument that caused his death, but it was the child’s decisions that resulted in his death.

Please note, we often hear about “suicide by cop” so how is this really different?  Yeah the person may not be intending to die, but that is the risk that is carried by their actions.

That child was ready to kill the owner of that car.  The owner did what he had to in order to survive.  The kid had a choice though.  He could have stayed home and played video games.  He could have attempted to steal a different car.  I already talked about this previously.

This post by our dear friends in the criminal occupational hazard reduction organization though shows us exactly what their attitudes are.  They do not support the law abiding.  They do not support and defend the innocent.  They do not support and defend those who are forced to defend their life or declare it forfeit and arrive at the gates of heaven.

This post is further evidence of the statements I wrote in my Open Letter To Joan Peterson, who has never responded by the way.  The facts are plain and clear though and we are obtaining more data points to support our conclusions.  Our opponents hate and despise the law abiding and those who are honest within our society.  They rise up and defend robbers, rapists, murders, and anyone who would do harm to another person. 

Joan defended the assailant in the Kroger’s incident.  Here Baldr Odinson (Jason Kilgore) defends a teenager who took a loaded firearm and threatened someone with it.  The teenager was a mere 4 or 6lbs from taking someone’s life.  They had done everything else necessary to do the deed other than apply another 4 or 6 lbs. to the trigger.  How does one say their intent is anything but possibly fatal to your well being at that point?

As was said by Sean earlier today as well as made a quote of the day:

“I didn’t kill him, he killed himself. I just carried the bullet for a while.”

It was the choices of that teenager that resulted in his death.  Not the gun, not the car he was trying to steal, not the victim who was being robbed.

It is telling since it is well known that the rate of accidents involving firearms has been steadily decreasing.  Obviously it’s low enough that they have to resort to posting children who enter a life of crime and discover that life has consequences.

*As a side note I actually left a comment on their blog.  I am posting it here as well as linking to this post.  Just because they can control the signal on their site doesn’t mean they can block it from the internet.

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I guess car jacking and assault with a deadly weapon isn’t a crime if you’re under 18 in your book.

Do law abiding citizens need to ask for id now when being assaulted and threatened with a deadly weapon before defending themselves?

It’s good to see that you’re abusing the victim in this case and dancing in the blood of the aggressor to push your political agenda.  We can’t have honest law abiding folks fight back against someone who had a loaded and cocked firearm pointed at them and threatening them. 

Tell me, would a cop ask for ID in that instance prior to shooting them?

That was a reasonable use of force no matter how you cut it.  The solution to this problem is simple.  Educate your children that there are consequences to your actions.  Sometimes those consequences are dire and if you point a loaded firearm at someone attempting to rob them, they’re liable to take you seriously.  So seriously infact that they will defend themselves which may result in your recidivism rate being effectively reduced to zero.

I look at this as a parenting failure and thank god the victim had a firearm and was able to protect his life.  Unlike you, I don’t defend people who abuse the good in society.  I care about the good and if someone would rather be bad, that’s their choice and there’s consequences to your choices good or bad.

By the way, I’ve posted this on my blog too so censoring it won’t help.

I waiting for a concealed carrier to respond to the old “Why did you kill him?” question with a paraphrase of Mal Reynolds. “I didn’t kill him, he killed himself. I just carried the bullet for a while.”

Sean Sorrentino – Comment to Quote of the Day – Miguel (05/11/2012)

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[Yup, Mal was a very smart and wise man of serious integrity.  If you’re unfamiliar with Mal, go now (hulu) (netflix), educate yourself.

I find these two quotes from Malcolm Reynolds though fit me quite well:

“You don’t know me, son. So let me explain this to you once: If I ever kill you, you’ll be awake, you’ll be facing me, and you’ll be armed.”

Followed by:

Someone ever tries to kill you, you try to kill ‘em right back.

On a side note I would totally answer with that after the trial(s)* are done.–B]

*depending on location and legal protection provided to the victim civilly and criminally.

A couple random things things…

1. I hate yard work.  I mean I hate it with a passion.  I don’t have an overly large yard, and mowing it I don’t care all that much.  But then I have to spray for weeds.  Then I have to put down vegetation killer to kill the grass where it shouldn’t be.  Then I have to trim all the edges.

   There’s ton’s of dead stuff I really need to pull out but I just hate doing yard work.  Doubly so since out here it’s either cold and nasty or boiling and oppressive.  I got most of the edging done before it became boiling and oppressive.  I am planning on spraying weed and feed tonight as well as putting down vegetation killer, but we’ll see if I’m up to it.

2. While weed whacking and lost in my own thoughts I realized something.  The following requires way too much suspension of disbelief.

   While many would say time wouldn’t slow down with hammy hopped up on caffeine, obviously you have never met a mini-bear. Poor Mr. Eeds was almost over run by them. They were just so damn fast. We lost two waist packs to them as well in under 2 seconds to get at our snack food.  Seriously, we put the packs on the ground and bam it was over.

   No, the item that is just completely unbelievable can be seen at 0:22. There is no way that a woman that uptight in one of those cookie cutter style neighborhoods would be doing her own yard work. No, she’s hiring the local Mexicans to come do her yard work.

3. I wish I had been able to call in to the Squirrel Report last night.  The next thing I am hacking is my lawn mower and that damn button I have to push to go in reverse with the PTO on.  If I don’t push the button, the engine dies.  That is a problem right now as I need to replace the battery in the lawn mower.

4. My new phone and ears for shooting is an awesome combo for yard work.  I was able to listen to Pandora the whole time while working.  As Weer’d says, Dub Step Get’s Shit Done.  I came back in after 3 hours and thought maybe it had been one.  It’s the power of the Wub!  This played while I was rounding up debris on the mower.  It was bookmarked for the wife.

   I figure with the flute she’ll appreciate it.

5. An additional side note.  I’m not going to do the State Sponsored Criminal Count on weekends unless one rolls in and I really feel like doing it.  It’s pretty easy to find content for it however it’s my weekend.  I don’t like spending my weekend thinking about how badly I’d like to shove my foot right up someone’s ass.  Instead I’m going to try and find something else to blog about on the weekends.  Besides the wife is going to start having Sundays off on a regular basis now.  So she’ll be coming to the USPSA matches more regularly.

   Doing that count can be a serious downer.