I don’t have much to say, except to post this, again. Go read it. Seriously.
Month: May 2016
Glendo last weekend
I spent the weekend tormenting bull snakes and riding the Rokon at Two Moon campground over the past weekend. It’s a very pretty place, with a cliff just to the west that overlooks the reservoir. I’d like to camp there this weekend, but it’ll likely be packed (Memorial Day weekend) and I have a package coming in- a used Yaesu FT 857D. It appears to me that Yaesu’s announcement of the FT 891 has people dumping their old radios, because I saw seven or eight 857D’s for sale on qth.com. I emailed two people, and got two phone calls within 10 minutes- the second call while I was on the phone with the first. Figures.
So, I have a radio coming. Now for antenna, tuner, coax…
When the man of God takes the prime cuts…
Lousy bastard fesses up:
An openly gay Texas pastor who had accused Whole Foods of defacing his cake with an anti-gay slur dropped his lawsuit against the grocery chain on Monday, issuing an apology that said he was wrong to “perpetuate this story.”
Well, no shit.
Sometimes I wish burning at the stake was a viable option.
Hat tip to the Consumerist.
Just when you think tacticool has jumped the shark
Someone proves you wrong, and does it, again:
I was chatting with Kent at Ham Radio Outlet in Denver and he suggested that I could buy a Yaesu FT 991 in place of the FT 857D I’ve been trying to get. In a previous post I whined that the 857D is out of stock, probably nation wide, and my current thinking is to get the 991, which has a better screen and more bells/whistles.
I’m definitely not the bells and whistles type, but I doubt I’d refuse to have them.
Other than price, anyone see a problem with getting a 991 for my truck rig?
Play nice, folks
I found this over at Outlander Systems, and it’s great stuff.
Pay attention, won’t you?
Pretty clever ad…
I’m going to complain, briefly.
The past several mornings, I’ve been blessed by wildlife, to wit:
At 5:45 a.m. <insert Yosemite Sam language here>
Flickers are pretty birds, and if mine would refrain from pecking at my furnace vent (seriously-for a week or so, off and on), I’d appreciate it more.
Ah, well, you can’t always appreciate nature from a distance. And I’ll undoubtedly survive.