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I could have had a contract to build housing facilities for the workers. My friend with a convenience store might have built a whole grocery store. My other friend with a small day-care center may have expanded her facilities. The hardware store may have grown it's business due to demand for shovels and gloves. Would you like me to go on? It didn't affect YOU directly. And that's all you care about. And the environmental issues are nothing but cover for the fact that it didn't directly affect YOU. It did affect you, because none of us were able to capitalize on our resources and contribute to the unsustainable tax base that is NYS. You own it. Be happy.

I wish I could get back every gun I've ever owned. I worked for a gunsmith for two years and bought a lot of 'em. Most have been sold over the years. I witnessed a shooting on the street right next to my house in Buffalo in the 90's. I was called into the PD headquarters to give a statement, and I couldn't identify the perp, but I absolutely nailed the make and model of the firearm he was using. ;-] The lady detective was very impressed. She was 6 inches taller than me, but we got to be friends.

It's not even about that Four Seasons. Neither of them feel the need to brag about their accomplishments. They've outgrown it. People who can do it, and do it consistently, don't feel the need to brag about it.

I own it!

The guy who lived across the road from me had one animal mount in his house. It was a rabbit that his father had given him his first year of hunting after getting his first game animal. It wasn't even the same rabbit. He also had a wall full of skull caps with antlers that were very impressive just hanging from nails in his garage. When I asked him why he didn't have any of those mounted on the wall inside, he just said he had a good hunting spot and was lucky. He saw no need to brag about it. A good friend from high school in the 70's has several entries in the P&Y book from the 80's and early 90's. He's taken bigger since then, and the locals know about them. He just doesn't brag about them to the media any more.

You could "car-jack" someone with that thing.

I've kept the heads, skulls or antlers of only three deer. None of them are impressive in size. The first is from the mid 1970's. It was the first buck I shot. The second is the first buck I took with a bow. The third is the first buck I took from land that I owned. I've taken much bigger bucks than those over the years, but they weren't special.

I'm impressed. That is definitely a long poke. There was a story in "Varmint Hunter" magazine several years ago about a guy with a .338 Lapua Mag that hit a prairie dog at just under a mile. Documented and verified by several witnesses. A prairie dog is smaller than a two-liter soda container, btw, and sometimes not much bigger than a 16 oz beer can.

I had a pair of fawns run across a back road a hundred yards in front of me on Thursday, following momma no doubt. I thought they were fox by their size. It seems a little late for the does to still be dropping?

Many scientists and citizens were fearful of stringing power lines across the country in order to distribute electrical power. People and animals were being hurt by this new technology in it's early stages. Many scientists and citizens were fearful of the "horseless carriage", the automobile. People and animals were being hurt by this new technology in it's early stages. Everything innovative throughout our history has been opposed by someone, but we're Americans and innovation is what we do best. Innovation is also what has made this country what it is today. The underpinnings of the 'fear of fracking' and most other ecological 'issues' are largely rooted in the fear that America will continue to be what it is; a world powerhouse supported by Capitalism. It's politics folks, pure and simple.

I think the problem, Stubby, is that neither he nor his parents fully understood the reality of the situation when he went to visit North Korea. It's not a pencil in the eye or running with scissors. He was captured and tortured for being an American in their country. I won't bash anyone in the family, my heart goes out to them, but they were willfully blind to the potential consequences of a young American kid being in a country ruled by the most brutal Communist regime on the planet.

I've never seen a bug that would go after cedar. Not saying they won't, just that I've never experienced it. I have, however, watched woodpeckers take the tops off of cedar trees in minutes. They never seem to find bugs, though. I think they do it just for fun.

It's a Communist, totalitarian regime. You can be imprisoned for any reason, or even for no reason at all. It's the way they roll. And no, there are no 'good' Communist states. A big part of this tragedy can be laid directly on the U.S. education system, to be honest. Kids are no longer taught about the realities of Communism and Socialism. They're brutal by nature, and hugs and apologies won't fix things when you screw up no matter what the Progressives think.

Congratulations Grandpa!

Your son has some real skill there, Moog. Encourage him.

Put a reel on it and do some bow fishing. She'll be grinning from ear to ear after her first carp.

The tour group Warmbier was with has stopped sending Americans into N Korea. That's a start. I have a niece and nephew who are both 'world travelers' because their grandfather is wealthy and buys them the tickets. They're both good kids and both very bright kids, but I can easily picture either one them getting in the kind of trouble that Wambier got into. They're Jewish and go to Israel two or three times a year. It's a relatively safe ME country but you have to pay attention to your surroundings. They don't always do that. It's called situational awareness.

Those 'bottle' jacks are usually from the railroad yards. My brother owns a few that I regularly borrow. A lot safer than hydraulic jacks when you're in dangerous conditions.

It was a work truck, plain and simple. Body parts fell off on a regular basis because it was, after all, a Jeep. I ended up selling it when it wouldn't pass inspection due to missing sheet metal. The guy who bought it still uses it as a tractor/firewood hauler. It's now 45+ years old.

I've done a lot of work on my brother's two small barns over the years, and he's hired specialists at times for roof cabling and whatnot. Barns are part of our history as Americans. It's a history we can't lose. eta: Beautiful barn you have. Thanks for keeping her working.

I don't know if it was an over-zealous guard or just the general thinking of that regime, but the pain of the Warmbier family is an American pain. I also don't know exactly how hard Obama worked to get Warmbier freed, so I won't lay blame on the past administration. There simply is not a more brutal dictatorship on the planet than NK. That they have ambitions to spread that style of dictatorship is the immediate concern. We have people in this country who approve of that style of government, and stopping them is probably the best we can do in the world.

There are some specialty shops. There are actually two in my little city of 16,000 people. I know of them because I use them, so they do exist. Maybe check the yellow pages on line, or ask for names in the local hardware store? It's like matching paint color. There are ways to get it very, very close, and there are people who know how to do it. Just a suggestion.

If I had to guess as to the cause, I'd say the installer just didn't get the grouting done correctly. They didn't get it squished in to fill the space between the tiles, but ended up with a flimsy 'skin' of grout over the space that then failed. As far as matching the color, chip out a very small piece of the existing and take it to a good tile supplier. It won't be perfect, but they'll get it close.

I rode one like that right to the ground in 1979 in Louisiana. It was a KFC of all things. It turns out the framing crew they had hired didn't know how to do roofs. (imagine that) Turns out they didn't know how to do walls correctly either. Nobody was hurt, thankfully, but nobody was happy either. When the crew I was with (8 of us as I recall) arrived on site the first thing everyone commented on was the lack of proper bracing, especially diagonal bracing, but the general contractor wouldn't listen and simply said, "You're here to build the roof." We built a beautiful roof on most of it before the walls collapsed under us. The roof 'corkscrewed' almost 90 degrees on it's way down. The exterior plywood sheathing on the wall framing turns that flimsy framing into a rigid structural assembly that supports the roof. They hadn't even ordered the plywood yet. Being stupid gets other people killed.

Warmbier was a bargaining chip until they went too far and killed his brain. He wasn't a political prisoner. He was a hostage, and a negotiating tool who became a potential liability to the NK regime. Then they sent him back. My next door neighbor Stan, rest his soul, was a survivor of the Chosin Reservoir campaign in Korea. We came to be good friends and I was taking notes every day during our conversations, thinking I'd write a book for him. Occasionally he would open up a bit about his service. Those soldiers he was with in the ice-filled trenches promised each other that they would kill one another before falling into North Korean hands. He wasn't kidding, or being dramatic.