Post-Jihad Woodstock

No sooner had peace descended upon the battlefield than a butterfly landed on one of my deadly assault rifles.

The pressure was off, the Jihad defeated, so I shot the creature. No! Not with a gun, with my beat up old camera. It was a kind of Joni Mitchell moment, I felt.

Devil Witch?

Many people think that Joni Mitchell is  a Devil Witch. She had a hand in Woodstock, which was a large hippie festival.

Hippies Goofing Off in the Mud

As I pondered that, I drove off the range and got stuck in the mud. That was like Woodstock, but without the hippies, or music, or thieving. A friendly farmer pulled me out of the mud with the help of a chain. He's a keen sportsman and enjoys long distance hunting and everything in between.

Thanks, JM, for the mudside assistance.

Hippies, you can use the side door.

LSP

Cell Phone Jihad!

 

I fought the Jihad today. That's right, the Cell Phone Jihad. The primitive savages had taken over the Western Province of my kitchen cabinets and were poised to cut off the compound's food supply. So drastic action had to be taken.

Terrorist forces were comprised of a Motorola i776 flip, a Samsung flip, a Blackberry and my old nemesis, a Samsung Galaxy Rush.

I attacked these barbarians at 50 yards with two AR 15 battle rifles, and you know the saying, the gun is a tool. Would these two rifles be the right tool for the job?

They sure were. The Motorola flip was first down, shot in half by a 62 grain dose of 5.56, travelling at 3,000 feet per second. The Blackberry was easy prey and next to go, with the not-so-smart Rush soon behind. 

The Samsung flip was weirdly sturdy and stayed intact, despite taking two rounds in its annoyingly cheap and flimsy feeling case.

I enjoyed fighting the Jihad so much that I did it all over again. The cell phone terrorists took another beating and went down, for good.

So go ahead and fight the Jihad, just make sure you bring the right tools for the job.

Your buddy,

LSP