*sigh*
Being Commander Zero is not all sunshine and stun grenades…its the preparedness equivalent of Whack-A-Mole. I have hundreds of things to do to prepare and I have to hope that the event/issue that requires one of those hundreds of things doesnt happen. Or, that if it does happen, it happens to require one of the things I *have* gotten squared away. While I’m prepping for a flood, a forest fire rolls through..and by the time I get the forest fire stuff prepped, a blizzard rolls though.
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I see that theres been a case of Annoyed Rosie O’Donnell Syndrome in Washington. (I’m sorry…I meant Mad Cow Disease) Hmmmm…I need to study this more. I dont eat that much beef these days except for hamburgers…I suppose I shouldnt be surprised about all this..if it were a more widespread situation the government wouldnt tell us anyway – they dont want to cause a panic (socailly or economically). I guess I’ll have to find a local source for beef that I can trust.
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My two-strand wire showed up yesterday. I need to find some spools to wind it around and then store it away with the phones. I do love shopping milsurp catalogs, I must say.
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Came *this* close to getting the Yugo SKS yesterday. $150. Grrrr. It would fill a niche in my battery of arms (a disposable, semi-automatic centerfire carbine) but I just now that right after I buy it something will come up requiring my attention and money.