More on the Futility of Prohibition.

Via The War on Guns comes this little news snippet:

Prison search uncovers homemade weapons

November 19, 2005, 3:04 PM EST

FORT ANN, N.Y. — A search that was launched after a bullet was discovered in a jail’s metal shop uncovered more than a dozen homemade weapons, officials said.

Linda Foglia, spokeswoman for the state Department of Correctional Services, said 13 weapons were found hidden in common areas and two weapons were found inside cells at the maximum-security Great Meadow Correctional Facility.

Wilson Chapman, chief union sector steward at the prison, said a metal pipe resembling a gun barrel was also found. The discovery raised concerns that someone was trying to assemble a device to fire the .22-caliber round found Nov. 10, he said.

The investigation of how the bullet got in the prison continued this week.

So, even in a jail, the inmates are able to build home-made firearms. I suppose since they can’t keep drugs out, it should be no surprise that they can’t stop gun manufacturing either.

Status Update, 11/21/05

Well, the remodel/repainting progresses. The kitchen and two bedrooms are painted, the kitchen cabinets are about 75% installed (there were some install problems) and the installers will be back today… sometime. The island won’t fit as planned, but I’ve rearranged the components and it will work out OK. I’ve got to do some surgery to the cabinet the cooktop will be installed over. Oh fun.

We had a bee swarm in the front yard on Sunday. $150 worth of dead bees is not that big a pile, let me tell you.

And I am sick of having my house screwed up.

Tile and carpet installation begins Dec. 5.

Please. Shoot me now.

Another Kaboom!.

Via AR15.com I found another case of a kaboomed revolver, this time a Colt Anaconda .44 Magnum. From the story:

I once again load up the revolver and step to the line. First shot was a bullseye, as was typical for this rig. Second shot – KABOOM. I felt an unbelievable recoil and was pelted all over my face, chest and arms by fragments of metal and glass. An incredible pressure wave stunned me as if I were punched in the head. I shook it off and looked around. The scope was on the floor. The gun was still in my hand, but didn’t look as it did mere seconds ago. A friend rushed over and with clear presence of mind, checked me for injuries. Whew. I emerge without so much as a scratch. Miraculous, considering what just happened. The shooting stall contained the flying shrapnel. Approved safety glasses, without a doubt, saved my vision. Long sleeves, a cap and good ear protection also prevented certain injury. I hate to say it, but dumb luck played a part as well.

The verdict? Most probably an error during reloading – a double-charge of Titegroup; 18.0 grains instead of 9.0 grains. 10.0 is listed as a max charge.

IF YOU HANDLOAD YOU MUST PAY ATTENTION AT ALL TIMES, OR THIS MIGHT HAPPEN TO YOU!

OUCH!

Ammo Day Update:.

At approximately 2:20PM MT (3:20 CT) I went to my nearest Wal*Mart and purchased 300 rounds of Remington 125gr .357 Magnum ammunition. They had Winchester, but it was the WinClean stuff (and only 200 rounds of it). The WinClean has a muzzle blast from my wife’s 3″ Model 60 that you’d have to see to believe. So I cleaned ’em out of Remington in that caliber & weight. The clerk’s “All of it?” was worth it. The shelves were fairly well stocked in other calibers, however. 7.62×39, .40 S&W, .223 Remington, .380, 9mm. We needed more representation, obviously. And, though I searched, I was unable to find a DVD copy of Red Dawn – more’s the pity.

Next year I shall endeavor to purchase more ammo, but the remodel has me fairly strapped at the moment. What’s worse, every day this week has been beautiful; calm & clear. And I can’t go to the range!

Remodel Update: We Have Cabinets!

Delivered as promised, this morning at 08:40. Lots and lots and lots of boxes. Installation is scheduled for tomorrow. Measurement for countertops is next Wednesday. A sheet of 3/4″ marine-grade plywood is in my immediate future, I can see. I’m not going without any kind of kitchen sink for another four to six weeks.

In the mean time, prep and painting on the rest of the interior continues.

Painting isn’t so bad. Prepping for paint sucks.

I’m HONORED!

Holy excrement, Batman, one of my posts is in a list of candidates for “Greatest Blog Post Ever” over at The Politburo Diktat, and the company it’s keeping is some fine stuff indeed.

I don’t know how Those Without Swords Can Still Die Upon Them got nominated, but I’m gratified that it made that fine list. (Edited to add: Now I know, I read the comments. Thanks, Publicola. That’s high praise indeed.) I hold no hope of winning (the selection immediately above it is Steven Den Beste’s Strategic Overview for example, and he-who-shall-not-be-named’s Pussification of the Western Male is above that), but it really is an honor to be nominated (batting my extended eyelashes at the judges, and smiling my Vaselined Tooth smile…)

UPDATE, 11/17: [Sally Field]You like me! You really like me![/Sally Field] (Either that, or my six hundred hits a day come from twelve readers who have no lives of their own.) The field has been narrowed to ten nominees, and Those Without Swords is currently in second place behind LGF’s TANG memo by only two votes. Charles’ post is more important (but mine is better written!) Anyway, I’m stunned.

Please. Make it Stop.

Day #4 of the kitchen portion of the remodel of Casa Minority. All the cabinets (save one, that I’m still using) have been removed from the kitchen. The 12″x12″ pressure-sensitive adhesive tiles (26 years old like everything else in the house) are removed from the kitchen floor. Spackle has been applied at strategic places where the drywall mud had detached from the metal corner flashing. Actually, I stripped damned near all of it off and redid it. The electrician comes tomorrow to run new circuits for the wall oven, cook top, microwave range hood, and center island. The plumber comes Tuesday to replace the hot and cold water valves and put in one to feed the icemaker on the new refrigerator. The cabinets show Thurdsay. Installation is supposed to start Friday. Three to four weeks more for countertops. Tile & carpet the first full week of December.

Painting starts tomorrow. My wife and I will be doing the painting. I have two gallons of primer (for the ceilings where I had the popcorn crap removed) and eleven gallons of paint in not two, not three, but four different colors.

I don’t go back to “work” until 11/28.

By then, I’m going to need a vacation.