Why isn't there more dogblogging?

The Truth About...

Looks like Robert "Don't Be A Dick" Farago is up to his old shenanigans again, this time with the very artwork that I made for Weer'd's blog header.  Just thought that this would be a good time to explain that the very first time I went to Da Trut' Abou' Whatev, I saw that the writer was saying "If you don't have proper training you shouldn't be allowed to carry a gun" and "We attempt to examine the gun issue from a fair central position" or somesuch, two things that, even in my nascent gun state, raised red flags and warning signs. The writer seemed, to me, anyway, to be trying to pander to all sides.

[As an aside, and in case you weren't aware, "gun issues" are not something that can be compromised on. There is no "agree to disagree."  The anti-rights cultists want to be able to control you.  Your firearms are what keep them scared--I was going to say "honest," but it has been shown time and time again that they are anything but.  And when you consider that most cases of countries governments enacting gun control of various sorts inevitably led to the genocide of millions of people (pdf warning), do you really want to even start down that road?  And pandering in general just proves that you are only there to get attention, and calls into question your credibility.]

In any case, nowadays I make very sure to carefully check every link before I click on it in case it goes back to that attention whore's website.  If on a google search I am looking for information on a particular firearm and see that TTAG is one of the websites with a review, I make a pointed effort to ignore it.  After all, the Gun Blog Black List came into being directly as a result of ol' Robert Farwhatsit, and what's the use of a black list if you ignore it's basic tenant?

Something is wrong in my brain

This song has been stuck in my head, see if you can't figure out why I'm worried about myself:

it's cold outside
Time for you to go out go out into the world
it's cold outside
Turn the lights up over every boy and every girl
it's cold outside
One last call for alcohol so finish your whiskey or beer
Closing time
You don't have to go home but you can't stay here

I really can't stay
I know who I want to take me home
I've got to go away
I know who I want to take me home
This evening has been
I know who I want to take me home
So very nice
I know who I want to take me home
i simply must go
I know who I want to take me home
the answer is no
I know who I want to take me home
your welcome has been
I know who I want to take me home
so nice and warm
I know who I want to take me home

it's cold outside
Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end

(Apologies to the original artists)

A change in the wind

As the Gormogons said: booyah.  "Global Climate Change" (or whatever they're calling it this week) is dying, even in great britain.  Go and read the whole thing.

Keep the Catblogging Alive!

Concerned that Fractal's coldish thing wasn't clearing up, and indeed seemed to be getting worse, we have now got him on some antibiotics, which have to be forced down his gullet with a little dropper thingy. 

It's amazing how sharp and pointy a 2 pound cat can be.

Blind Faith

Been in a dubstep rut. Sorry.