Storms

 

Storms whipped the flags as rain lashed down and we stood resolute on the porch, daring our Old Enemy the Weather to do its worst. It didn't, fortunately, but we were most definitely prepared, 5.56 style.

A friend from England, where self-defense is banned, wondered if AR 15s were much use against our climatic adversary. Sure they are, you can always shoot the rain. Then, almost as though it had never been, the storm retreated, beaten, no doubt, by Texan firepower and resolve. And the next day dawned.

Bright, crisp, clear perfection. If only, dear friends, it'd stay this way.

Franklins Tower & Gun Rights,

LSP

Freak Out

 

Do you remember the way it used to be, when someone you didn't like got elected into office? Sure, it wasn't easy but you got on with it and made the best of a bad day. Now? Not so much, you freak out, swallow your tongue, pull out your hair, break out in hives and torch the nearest convenient Tesla. Look, here's a video:

See what I'm saying?

Cheers,

LSP

Because Awesome

 

"On a Greyhound bus." I caught one in 1999, from Detroit to Dallas. Got off in Nashville and a passenger looked me up and down, "RagTag bobtail!" She had a point, I was wearing an RAF greatcoat, I think it was winter. The rest is history.

Your Pal,

LSP

Just For Kix

Yes, typical sea scenes. Who wins, dog or monkey? Your call.

Cave,

LSP

Some Kind of Joke?

 

So James Comey, former head of the FBI, was walking along a beach in somewhere inconsequential like Delaware and saw all these sea shells lined up spelling 86 47. The ex-Stasi  supremo posted this kill message on Insta, of all places.

NWO Mountebank

Leaving aside Comey's curious addiction to Instagram, what was he thinking? That it was somehow OK to broadcast an 86 POTUS message to all the world, on the internet? Apparently so. I call hubris and fondly imagine Kash and Bondi bringing this loathsome Deep State, Illuminati shill to justice. Don't hold your breath.

In other news, Leftists are enraged, shrieking, swallowing their tongues and breaking out in hives at the advent of white South Africans being granted refugee status in this country. You'll note The Episcopal Church (TEC) is especially upset about this. Go figure. But what can I say?

We are all Rhodesians now,

LSP

Taking it Easy

 

Just taking it easy here, eating steaks, cleaning guns and scorning Libs. Simple math, and that's alright.

Your Pal,

LSP

Sniffy

 

That is all,

LSP

Statuary

 

Some of you may have noticed New York's brave and beautiful bronze state of a hefty black woman. Kamala's field working cousin? Others have wondered if the attractive statue lacks representative realism. Perhaps this statue would be more appropriate?

You be the judge, and thanks, Dr. Swankenstein, for the heads up.

Your Old Pal,

LSP

Because Genius

 

I ran this by a music pal who knows his stuff. He replied, "These kids can do everything," yeah they can. With apologies to everyone.

Cheers,

LSP

When A Plan Comes Together

 

You know what it's like. You worse case scenarios in order to be prepared for when all falls crashingly down, and are happily surprised when it doesn't. The latter applied today. I'll spare you the detail but here's a helpful video:

Just living the dream,

LSP

Canons

So there you have it. Canons are roaring, push a pike, wager a Guinea on the dam monkey and twice as fast. Stirring stuff, so sign yourself on the nearest glass with a diamond, but as you write your diamond-traced haiku you may have noticed something.

The Roundhead/Cavalier melee was led by... enthusiastic gentlemen for sure, on both sides, some of them even had great campaigning experience. See Rupert of the Rhine, all hail. But note, the main body of men were led by Pros, we'd call 'em contractors today.

No job for old men, eh? But do feel free to disagree. In other news, there was an ordination to the priesthood at Mission #1 today, a beautiful and blessed event. More of that anon.

Your Friend,

LSP

When Canons Are Roaring

 

Walk, trot, canter, gallop... CHARGE.

Cheers,

LSP