I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend. (J.R.R.Tolkien, The Two Towers)

When I carry a gun, I don't do so because I am looking for a fight, but because I'm looking to be left alone. The gun at my side means that I cannot be forced, only persuaded. I don't carry it because I'm afraid, but because it enables me to be unafraid. It doesn't limit the actions of those who would interact with me through reason, only the actions of those who would do so by force.

Marko Kloos "Why the Gun is Civilization"

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

The Hard Part's Done

Finally got the leaks stopped. Turns out that the PVC cement I was using was bad. I can't for the life of me imagine why, it's only 10 years old. After court tomorrow, I'll make a new bottom shelf to replace the old one that had considerable water damage. After wrestling with the plumbing, making a new shelf will be the easy part.


Tuesday, January 24, 2006

The damn thing still leaks...

Spent all day working on the pipes under the kitchen sink. I hate working on plumbing. Made 2 trips to get fittings. Have to go again tomorrow...so I guess the old saying about do-it-yourself plumbing is true. You make 3 trips to get supplies. The 1st trip you get what you think you need, the second to get what you forgot, and the 3rd to replace what you broke.

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Saturday, January 21, 2006

Cattle Drive (AGAIN)

Spent a good 2 hours in the early AM this morning running down and herding some longhorn cattle that got out 3 times. The first 2 times they were on the 4 lane right next to where they broke the fence down and herding them back was fairly simple. The 3rd time we got a call that they were on the other side of town about 3 miles from where they got out. We spent 30-45 minutes looking for them before we found them trotting down the middle of a street in town. If you had been in Coeburn last night around 2 AM with a camcorder you would have gotten some good footage of two cop cars herding 3 longhorns up the back streets of Coeburn and down the 4 lane highway.

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Saturday, January 14, 2006


Saturday morning about 2:30 AM we received an alarm call at one of the local funeral homes. (Funeral homes are frequent targets of burglaries because of the embalming fluids and powders. Junkies use these with their favorite drugs to smoke because it intensifies the high they get.)

I go around to the back and find a window broken out and can hear someone moving around inside. My partner is at the front covering it until our back up arrives. Two county deputies arrive and they and my partner are preparing to make entrance from the front when we hear a shot from inside the funeral home. They think I have been shot and I think they have been shot. One of them yells they see the suspect running towards the back carrying a rifle and a large belt of link ammo.

He opens the back door and runs straight into my .45 in his face, I order him to drop the gun and he throws it down so hard it busts the rifle stock. He runs back into the building and hides in a back room where we find him hiding in a cabinet. While getting him out of the cabinet and struggling with him one of the deputies hurts his knee and has to go to the emergency room.

It turns out he is a local boy (22 years old) we have delt with before. This was his second break in at this same funeral home. He has 7 felony convictions on his record and almost twice that number that have been dropped or not processed for whatever reason. Since he is a convicted felon, we also charged him with felony possession of the gun and ammo. That charge alone will be good for 20+ years in a federal prison.


Thursday, January 05, 2006

The Original Virus Protection


Wednesday, January 04, 2006

Visiting Old Friends

Decided to go hunting for a while today as the weather was nice. Didn't see anything until I was on my way back to the truck. The picture above is a FRESH bear track. I know it's fresh because it is on top one of my boot prints where I went in.

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