It seems in my absence that, despite 7 months with no entries, I still seem to reign supreme in Arnies blogland. According to all the numbers, anyway, which can hardly be denied.
And anyway what happened to GR and Hardcore Mitsuko (is this a sensitive topic...?) as I coudln't even see their blog up here. I know it's not all that important, but is the large amount of traffic on my blog (Versive) taken directly from Arnies - I would hope not.
Yet still I seem to be on top - by a huge margi
"Week off to go holiday, go holiday in sunshine sunshine, sunnyshine, wanna week orff go 'oliday and wannit naowww!!!" said I to my superiors in the main office, which led to my immediate removal from company property - probably on compassionate grounds - and, by a roundabout way, my requested holiday. Well it was sort-of like that in my head, anyway.
Taking a week off work to go nowhere was not what I intended but after discovering the total travesty that is `last minute` holidays (they st
Holy freakin' sh** - things are somewhat hectic of late.
Right, this is by way of explanation to those guys who may be wondering why I haven't posted off the stuff I've sold immediately, and generally because I'm feeling just a little bit snowed-under and have an awful lot of stuff on my mind.
Also I need to vent my spleen because stuff is a little difficult at the moment so if you don't want to hear a grown man whinging then stop reading right now
Lets begin at the beginning - J
Okay I jumped the gun on the girl, major, major, major bummer. Things are totally up for debate when she gets back and unfortunately this makes me a sad hippy. *fruitcage* dreadful behaviour on my part assuming things were all sweetness and light even after a six-month break, so..... things they are a-changing, namely: I'm selling my entire collection and going off to see a bit of the world on the proceeds myself. Avoiding India completely
So how the hell do I sell over a hundred airsoft gu
Wow didn't I have a great weekend? Well did I? Well yes I did. Well, I'll just talk to myself for the next few hours shall I? Hmm yeah I an see where this is going - straight to that section of society to whom the word `sectioned` is best applied.
Probably best to share, then -
I've been going climbing every week with this girl called Sarah, for a few months now; we actually went to school together but practically never spoke at that time, we bumped into each other at the start of the Summe
I dunno how much of this I'll actually get away with, as these are the opinions of my good friend Christopher ; or, `CrispyFur` as he has been known to us for a few years, due to his alledged plushy fetish (ewwwww...) that we insist he has and he usually insists he has too. This says something about the guy, but not as much as this email I received from him not 10 minutes ago:
`Saw the definitions for 'British' on some online dictionary that included such doosies as:
british:
This is me cheating, because I am fed up with seeing my signature have such a stupid bloody phrase in it, and I'm fed up with knowing that my last post was just a drunken ramble.
I've got 3 more articles coming soon, and those are just the ones I already know about so if I can get some time tomorrow at work (quiet Saturday, pweeeeeaaaase!!!) and I can maybe get some photos too (which one of the little articles really requires) then I should be able to flood you all with yet more nonsensical wh
So I'm sitting here, drunk, awash upon a sea of uneasy feelings swelled with only barely considered regret, head arest upon a body of uneasy stomach and swimming headlong against the tides of heartburn which even now lap against the tainted walls of my poor, ailed internals. Poetic I may be feeling, entirely shameless I am not. Drunkeness become me so, however. I feel I owe something to drunkeness to record my thoughts at this time.
Considering the pomposity of the previous paragraph it is
A good very friend of mine sent me this email this morning, I reckon he's got the nail right on the head -
"Not only has the HITMAN film been approved, it no longer has Vin Diesel!
http://www.joystiq.com/2006/12/05/deadwood...n-hitman-movie/
I will be happy if:
1) They don't just base it around the 'hit gone wrong, mole in the agency, all other hitmen been found and killed by over zealous (and of course in fact a 'bad guy' cop) and Agent 47 brings them all down` formul
Okay I am a little officially pi**ed off now - this blog is getting harder and harder to devote any time to, and I see that I'm not exactly alone in thinking this, judging by the paucity of my fellow blogger's input lately. I get where you're coming from guys; for what do we bother contributing anything?
Does anyone else out there in Interwebland remember in the film Die Hard, just after the sleazy sales guy called Ellis gets one between the eyes from Hans Gruber (Mmmmm, H&K P7 goodness
Yeah yeah yeah, you don't care about my private life, I know, I know.
However in the abscence of any kind of diary in my life besides the calendar on my phone (which I increasingly live by but very much doubt will still own 2 years from now ) I will record now that on this, Saturday the Fourth of November 2006, that I went out last night (the night of Friday 3rd Nov. [no sh** Sherlock? ] ) to the house where our labourer and storage yard operator (a Chinese guy called Billy [an assumed na
In response to this post of mine: edit: Hah!! Its been deleted! So I guess there are plenty of people who can't handle any anti-religious commentary here Well tough s*** because it's not going anywhere, if people can link to Christian sites in their signatures and proclaim their messages of faith (i.e. atempting to enforce their beliefs on others, the classic religious bully-boy tactic) then I can damn well do the same.
Anyway - in response to a post I made about religions being handy tax
Or, to quote the title in full;
The Special Relative Philosophy of Airsofting Incompetence.
Another Monday, another set of aching pins, and another day of skirmishing that would in the eyes of bean-counters, excitable children (of all ages ) and uber-competitive players everywhere be labelled as `Unsuccesful`- in the same way a disappointing experiment in one's Diabolical Monster Lair might have produced yet another 8-armed octo-monkey that disintegrated upon first contact with bananas - a
Jesus tapdancing Christ I spent a lot last week. Now not included within this is my new skirmish rifle: I have a new AEG in the STAR SL-8, and man, I love it.
Its taken the pride of place that the AICS up until recently had occupied, although being totally differenty systems I can still find places in my battered, shadowy heart for them both
But as to the spendyness, well since Friday last I have purchased (all online):
MARPAT trousers, & shirt, & bandana
Guarder pistol lanya
Big news of the day (well, year) is, of course, that we have an exception from the Violent Crime Reduction Bill - that is, subject to conditions as yet undisclosed we will retain the right to own our airsoft guns, protected by law, safe and secure. How pleased are we?
WOOHOOOOO!!!!
I'm leaving the debate to brew and boil regarding the details and the almost inevitable conditions that will be forced upon us, and I need to go out and celebrate my newfound freedoms alongside (and indee
Good things come to those who wait, and I've waited long enough. I figured a good thing or two was on the cards and my prayers have been answered (thanks, Satan) and the M700 AICS was finally re-released by Tanaka. Thank *fruitcage*. Now I don't have to buy an APS2 Type96 bloody spring rifle and throw another £250 at it just to make it almost as good as this
Incidentally, I'm actually writing most of this up from an internet cafe for which I am paying by the hour just to bring you the wonde
Woah - Arnies bloggers seem to be breeding or something (an idea I take umbrage with seeing as I ain't getting any action from it ) as bo0mer (what? Changed his name? Oh, right ) Sorry, Belladonna has joined the bloglist, as has the Mighty Moderating Powerhungry Ranger that is R22Master. Welcome, gentlemen, welcome indeed
Hmm. Less than 24 hours until I have a Tanaka M700 AICS in my inevitably sweaty fisties. MMMMmmm-MMmmm yessirey, thats gonna make me into one big-*albartroth* real-life
Wow, 'Hippy got some actual Airsoft stuff to talk about, huh?? Yeah I know its been lacking lately, despite the purchases I have actually been making (I did mention that WA Beretta Scoremaster I got, didn't I? Well its beautiful, so there ).
So now I have some truly wonderful news; thanks to the mighty Snowman (No, not my local Coke-dealer ) I will finally have one of the guns I had forever written off as unattainable - the much-prized and highly sought-after Maruzen Skorpion, A.K.A. the
Did I say charming? Yeah, and I actually meant it as well, which may come as a surprise but I have come to the opinion of late that the old buggers at ParcelForce really aren't that bad - of all the horror stories I have heard I have never had any of the relevant problems myself, and to be honest I think a lot of it simply comes down to how you deal with them: I always get what I want by being polite and very pleasant, but obstinate enough to get what I want to happen, happen..
Last Thursd
I've been getting out of airsoft for about 4 months now. Strange as this may seem, but I do actively try and spend as little time thinking about it as I conceivably can, although at the moment this is by definition a process I find counterintuitive because I use the interest and the buzz (you all know what I mean ) of buying and planning new gear, and adding or creating whole collections, to escape from the unwarranted stress and unnecessary overesponsibilities of work when we are busy (which i
I typed about half of this as a reply in a PM to questions about the different available Marushin Derringers, but it seemed useful enough for everyone so here it is (adjusted and blogified to be more betterer, like )
I would have got back to the guy yesterday; I had the reply typed out, twice in fact, then had a power failure both times before I finished - damned parents using their dodgy old chainsaw and hedgetrimmer at the same time. Silly, silly 'rents... Right -
The difference b
I remember playing a Megadrive game called Dynamite headdy, and one of the levels (being based on toys and suchlike) went by the same name as this post. Memorabilia In Memoriam Memorandum (more emphasis on the random), eh? Ahhh...
Anyway: I seem to have acheived another simple, short term goal in that I will soon have my grubby mitts on a Thompson M1A1, a Tanaka Browning Hi-Power (in a fetching shade of silver, no less), another Tanaka in the form of an SAA detachable cylinder in 4.75" flavo
Ah yes, barbecue season.
My first barbecue of the year, however, is a rather grander affair than usual - so far it involves about 40-50 people, we have two spit roasted pigs (and I've made the full-size spit roast myself and welded it all up with my Brother just for the purpose!) for food, a custom-made brick barbecue at about 4-foot in height just for the spit roast, 4 smaller barbecues to cook all the steaks, kebabs, burgers and fish, 2 marquees, a bunch of high-powered halogen lights for
http://portland.indymedia.org/en/2005/08/323417.shtml
Boy am I glad I don't party over there...
As it happens this is common in all heavily populated areas, and the degree of police terror and force grows exponentially as the size of the population base increases. Why terror tactics and highly unnecessary force like this is used on private property at legal gatherings in the middle of a garden state like Utah may be explained by the entries below, commenting on the various alledged factors.
Holy be-Jesus it was possibly the worst possible idea on paper: spend a weekend at a morris-dancing festival with a party comprising 4 couples and then muggins here all on his lonesome, on a soaking wet weekend in the middle of an incredibly expensive period when I really shouldn't have spent £160 in 2 days on beer and burgers.
Yet that is what I did, and it was rather a lot of fun actually.
Apart from having to shame-facedly return to the pub the morning after the night before, where I
