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Sunday, May 9, 2021


(1982 vintage that I purchased used in 2015)




via VARIOUS 7-round mags (most via Wilson 47 mags, some via a pair of Tripp mags and three Ed Brown mags)



02 Jams of the 67 rounds of HydraShok fired (all via Wilson 47 mags)

03 Jams of the 24-rounds of Black Talon fired (jams experienced with 2 separate 7-round Tripp mags and

none with the sole Ed Brown mag that was used with BT.) 

Below are three short range sessions that I had not yet blathered blogged about. 


8 rounds total @ 15ft

Black Talon (7-round Ed Brown mag +1 in chamber) (no jams)

(this was at the end of a PPK session)


Both targets folded to size 8''x14'' and fired @ 15ft. 
16-rounds Black Talon on the left and 27-rounds S&B ball on the right


43 rounds total


27-rounds S&B 230-grain ball fired (no jams) 3-mags each 7+1 plus 3-odd-rounds

1 Ed Brown mag

2 Tripp mags


Target folded to size 8''x14'' and fired 
24-rounds @ 15ft
8-rounds @ 21ft
8-rounds @ 30ft
(yep, I need more work)


40 rounds total

all S&B 230-grain ball (no jams)

2x Tripp 7-round mags

3x Ed Brown 7-round mags

(1x Wilson 7-round mag used for +1 top-off before firing each of the other full 7-round mags)


All sessions were at 5 Star Firearms in Zion, Illinois

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Thursday, May 6, 2021

Nearly half of all U.S. Counties are now Second Amendment Sanctuaries

The number of states, counties and cities declaring themselves Second Amendment Sanctuaries is skyrocketing.

by Lee Williams

There are few stories the mainstream media enjoys more than “trend” stories.Whether it’s plant-based fake meat, live-streamed workouts, celebrity podcasts or Tic-Toc and other new apps, the media revels in reporting the latest trends that are sweeping the country – at least most of the time.

However, if the trend involves guns or the Constitution – especially the Second Amendment – don’t look for stories anytime soon, even if it’s a viral national trend.

The mainstream media has missed one of the biggest trend stories ever – the massive surge in Second Amendment Sanctuaries at the state, county and local level. 

As it stands now, more than 46% of all counties in the United States have declared themselves Second Amendment Sanctuaries, according to Noah Davis of and its companion site

Davis has been tracking the movement since its inception – tallying the growing numbers every single day. 

“There are 1,459 Second Amendment Sanctuary counties, out of a total of 3,144 counties, but I’m still tallying them right now,” Davis told me Wednesday. “I’ve got a bit of a backlog. I’m working on updating my national map, but they’re happening so fast, and I’m just one person in Virginia.” 

The 1,459 includes counties located in the 10 states that have declared themselves Second Amendment Sanctuaries, he explained. 

Davis, too, has seen little interest and major errors in the media’s coverage of the Second Amendment Sanctuary movement. 

“There have been people writing about it, but most refer to an article that was published in the Trace more than a year ago,” he said. “That story indicated there were only 400 Second Amendment Sanctuary counties, but that number is completely out of date. 

“This is frustrating to me,” he said. 

Davis explained that he was not politically active until the Democrats took control of the Virginia state government. 

“They started proposing laws that would have made many Virginians like myself felons overnight,” he said. “I started looking for ways to fight back.” 

Within a few months, he said, more than 95% of Virginia’s counties had declared themselves Second Amendment Sanctuaries, and then the movement was copied in Kentucky and Michigan. 

“After that it just took off,” he said. 

As the movement grew, Facebook intervened. Second Amendment Sanctuary groups with hundreds of thousands of members were shuttered by Facebook in Michigan, Georgia and elsewhere.

“They realized we were being too effective,” Davis said. 

Davis’ numbers are staggering. 

You’d be hard-pressed to get half of America to agree that beer is good, or that steak should be served medium rare. Yet millions of Americans have forced their elected officials to erect a legislative wall around their communities to protect their gun rights.                                                                           

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Despite the skyrocketing trend, stories about the Second Amendment Sanctuary movement are scarce, unless they’re anti-gun. 

Vice news recently wrote a hit piece about the Sanctuary movement: “These ‘Gun Sanctuary States’ Want to Destroy Biden’s Gun Control Plans.”

But even Vice couldn’t conceal the effectiveness of the movement. 

“In the month of April alone, six states—Arizona, Montana, Nebraska, North Dakota, Oklahoma, and West Virginia—became so-called gun sanctuaries. But the specifics of the bills range widely, from political grandstanding, to having the potential to trigger a nasty constitutional showdown,” Vice reported. “At least seven more states, including Texas, have meanwhile introduced legislation proposing Second Amendment sanctuary protections. Four states—Alaska, Idaho, Kansas, and Wyoming—passed gun protection laws during the Obama administration.” 


Most Second Amendment Sanctuary bills are simple. They declare that the municipal, county or state government simply won’t recognize or enforce any federal law that infringes upon the Second Amendment. 

Many of these laws bar local officials from participating in any federal enforcement. Some add civil and criminal penalties. 

A few would criminalize the actions of federal agents if they try to enforce federal gun laws, but many say this is a step too far, as it could spark costly lawsuits from the U.S. Justice Department. 


While some gun control proponents have spoken out against the Second Amendment Sanctuary movement, they have not been as vocal as they have about other advances in gun rights. 

The Giffords director of litigation Hannah Shearer told Vice that Sanctuary resolutions would be “confusing” for local officials, explaining that “making it a state policy to not enforce federal gun laws is going to compromise public safety and leave state and local officials confused about what they are allowed to do to help with the enforcement of federal gun laws.” 

Even though Ms. Shearer isn’t giving local officials enough credit. compared to some of her other statements, she is almost being kind, 

There has been very little of the usual wailing and gnashing of teeth over this nationwide trend from Giffords and other anti-gun groups, which could indicate they realize the scope of what they’re up against – nearly a half of the country supports the Sanctuary movement. 

Some cable TV news actors have referred to Second Amendment Sanctuaries as symbolic, in what can be seen as an attempt to downplay or trivialize the movement. 

When a half of the country supports an issue – any issue – there’s nothing symbolic about it. 

If the media needs to come up with a label for the Second Amendment Sanctuary movement, call it a warning – a stern warning – for federal officials, especially the elected ones.   


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Thursday, April 29, 2021

Freak says, "Dude, normality dictates that at noon you are required to follow me to the kitchen and cook me some BACON!"


It's been like that for years.  If I happen to be anywhere in the house at noon he will hunt me down, nudge up to me, turn away and sit, waiting for me to get up and follow him into the kitchen. He will parade up to the fridge then sit, facing it.  He will not be denied; SOMETHING that does not come out of a can needs to be under his nose and he wants it NOW.  Sometimes it's bacon, sometimes it's shredded smoked ham (he walks away from beef bologna in disgust).  He doesn't want enough for a meal, he is just looking for a tasty treat.  It's a tradition he created and by golly the both of us mean to honor it until the end of our time together. Honestly, this blind old cat seems to take his infirmities as a challenge.  "I ain't dead yet!" Indeed.  May providence grant each of us a slice of this cat's fortitude to see us through the balance of our days. 

Bon appetit, pal.


Saturday, April 24, 2021

Situation report

All systems still chaotic but manageable.

Our sick blind old cat still has the will to live and he still has my total support.  He finds the food dishes, the water dishes, and the litter boxes on his own.  He still manages the stairs okay and still insists on being a cat. He will be our last feline family member, at least for a while.  We quit traveling (as much as possible) several years ago because of his severe separation anxiety and advanced age.  He is the 5th cat that adopted us over the years.

I'm targeting a large (not huge, but not insubstantial) lump of cash to pay off the mortgage in late August or early September; the mortgage company will be making this year's final property tax payment from escrow during that time frame and it works out better for me that way.  Afterwards, I'll set the taxes up to be paid by direct county-withdrawals (a blind act of faith) for our subsequent years.  With the outrageous property taxes in Lake County, Illinois it is a wonder why anyone would want to live here.  Relocation is not out of the question for us.  Providence and obligations willing, we intend to resume traveling someday and may find an area with friendlier seasonal climates and responsible government spending.  I'm not in love with this house or this area.

Our year-2020 income taxes are now done / submitted / with copies filed away.

The 2021 license plates and emission testing of the old Chevy Cobalt are now finished.  Annual maintenance of the newer VW Tiguan will be due around September.

I finally made good on all of the promises I made that were interrupted / delayed by the Covid-19 lockdowns and the outbreaks of peaceful rioting.  I was taught that when a man promises, a man delivers or he is not a man.  I wish I could say that I had a perfect life-long record abiding that sentiment, but I do try.

I finally got around to registering my Medicare prescription drug card with a local pharmacy.  Now I need to find a local doctor, I haven't been to one in 9-years and my former primary care physician has moved out of this area (yep, our cats have had better health care than I have). For a while during this Covid-19 mayhem no doctors in this area were taking new patients.  A top-notch hospital just opened a satellite facility nearby and they say their doctors are taking on new patients.  I need to get over there and get signed in.  If and when I get any Covid-19 needle poke it will be under their care (in case of complications). I'm 69-years-old and darned if I do and darned if I don't.  Dunno what to believe nowadays.  I'm in no hurry for the jab; kinda would like to see how the folks who took the early jabs weather the next couple of years before I take mine.  We'll see what my new doctor has to say.

Another administrative detail of later-life will be moving the wife off of the current supplemental health insurance policy at the end of this year (or shortly thereafter) over to Medicare (and the requisite Medicare supplements).  

I found the time and energy to do a modicum of yard work; the flowers are doing okay but I really need to get more potting soil before I can do more planting. A local greenhouse opens for the season today so I may be able to check some more items off my "to do" list.

EDITED TO ADD: I tried starting the zero-turn riding mower around noon and the vintage 2017 battery was so dead the solenoid wouldn't even click.  I tried charging it and my favorite high-tech charger blew up in my face; sunglasses can work as safety glasses, thank goodness. I took the old battery out of the mower and boogied on over to NAPA just before closing.  Once I got the mower reassembled I decided I might as well change the oil before trying to start it.  The new battery did the trick and the mower fired up after cranking for about 30-seconds.  I mowed the yard then blew the trimmings off of the mower, the drive, and the sidewalks then called it a day.

The need for surviving with only 3-hours of sleep per night is over (at least for the moment). I have had 4-nights in a row with no less than a total of 7-hours sleep (I wish I could say it was uninterrupted sleep).  I am in my 3rd day of caffeine and nicotine detox.  There are limits to the positve effects of the aforementioned. I liked nicotine more when it was administered via fine cigars instead of via transdermal patches and / or lozenges.  


Hang in there.  Better days are coming. 


Sunday, April 4, 2021

Exactly three weeks ago I expected my old buddy Freak the cat to be dead before sunrise

"I ain't dead yet, you fother mucker!"

There he is, back to normal, greeting the morning sun, cursing me out, bossing me around.

Welcome back, pal.

He has made a miraculous recovery but there is no guaranty that he will remain stable. His return to fair health was earned day by day; it was rough on him and tough on us. We cherish every moment of his current comfort and happiness.

Just before midnight Saturday three weeks ago (03/13/2021) Freak suffered Ataxia and things progressively worsened.  He's nearly 18-years-old and it was somewhat difficult for us to be optimistic.  When we got to the vet, the cat could no longer walk at all and he looked and acted stoned, drunk, or both.  Seriously, he looked like a 1960's hippie that I once saw critically overdosed at a peace and love festivity during that era.

The cat was at the vet only for a few hours before they called for us to take him back home (Covid-19 era curbside drop-off and pick-up service doncha know).  The vet said the cat was now blind and possibly had toxoplasmosis infecting his brain (when questioned, I answered that this cat is 100% indoors, we don't feed him raw meat, and he had no exposure to bird droppings, etc.).  The vet recommended that the cat should be further examined by a neurologist but also said that the cat's age and condition made the scan procedure somehat risky. I declined but did ask how much that it would cost; $WOW$ and there was no money back guarantee that the exam would find anything to benefit the cat if he did survive the procedure.  

An antibiotic that sometimes can cross cross the blood-brain barrier was prescribed for 14-days.  If the cat's clinical signs didn't improve within the first 48-hours the vet advised us to switch to a prednisone regimen if we wanted to make one last desperate life saving effort before euthanizing.  While we were on that subject, I insisted that there was no way I was going to have Freak euthanized without me being present for the procedure; the clinic agreed to let me be inside to hold him during his final breaths if it came to that.  Kudos to them for understanding and agreeing to bend the rules. 

Well, Freak's condition improved marginally each day; sometimes he acted like he was blind and there were some periods when he seemed to recover some ability to see.  He often looked like he was navigating by familiarity of the surroundings aided by his whiskers, the sounds, and the smells.  He was determined to relearn how to walk; he was ambulatory in short order but very wobbly; he fell down often and the litterbox was quite a challenge for him. 

We kept him on the antibiotic for 9-days; that stuff was very hard on the cat.  It made him miserable and turned his poop into wet sludge. We had to administer it every 12-hours.  Just when he was starting to recover from the effects of the previous dose it was time to dose him again.  On day #9 I recognized that he suddenly was losing ground and going into a depression; he was losing his will to live.  I've been through this before many times during my cognizant years; when a creature or human decides that it's over there is no coming back.

Wife and I decided that we would take a chance and end the antibiotic treatment prematurely (by 5-days) since there was no solid evidence of toxoplasmosis infection complications. We knew that if our decision was wrong, ending the treatment prematurely could cause a rebound infection that was worse than the first; we hoped that the 9-days of treatment would be sufficient. We had no choice but to take the chance. Freak had suffered through enough medicinal abuse and had little fight left. I nixed the last ditch prednisone treatment option. All we could do at this point was to give him love, attention, nourishment, and a sense of normalcy. Yeah, I did some heavy-duty praying. I shed so many tears I started to show signs of dehydration (just kidding a bit).  Seriously, I wasn't eating right and I wasn't drinking enough water.  My weight dropped over 5-lbs in 3-weeks and my skin started to have the texture of a prune.  The constant flow of coffee I was consuming to clear the mental cobwebs caused by my lack of sleep acted like a diuretic.  

So here's where we are now. Three full weeks after the attack, Freak's gait, his posture, his balance, and his vision are all pretty much back to normal.  He still has a slight weakness in left hind leg and his tail doesn't flag like it did before the ataxia.  He climbs and descends the stairs with ease.  He JUMPS onto the couch and JUMPS onto the bed.  He scurries after my wife whenever she leaves a room.  He is back to owning this house and following the sun to different locations throughout the day. He does, however, have rare moments when he flashes a brief sign of one symptom or another that trips my anxiety switch. Time will tell.  

How did Freak recover this far so quickly?  What exactly caused his illness?  Will his recovery continue? Will he have a sudden relapse? Well, we can only wait and speculate.

Random update 04/05/2021 01:10AM
Wife was upstairs with Freak and she shouted out the news that she caught Freak playing with a toy mouse under the bed.  It may not sound like much, but to me that was another milestone..

Random update 04/05/2021 ~11:00PM
Wife said Freak took a tumble acending the second flight of stairs to our second floor; he was in a hurry to follow her and tried to clear the top two steps with one final jump.  His ego and confidence are shaken but he appears unhurt.

Random update 04/06/2021 entered @ 12:45AM 04/07/2021
Still not getting much chance for sleep (me, not the cat).  Freak seemed a bit sluggish today but nothing jumped out as critical.  I managed to do ~12-hours of productive work between shopping, working in the yard, and working inside the house. Freak's lack of enthusiasm vanished as soon as I brought home a pair of chicken chalupas for my wife to have for dinner.  He turned his nose up at his dinner plate and RAN to my wife and jumped all over her trying to get to the chalupas.  Traditionally Maria has always pinched off bits of chicken from her dinners and tossed them to the shameless beggar --- it's a conditioned reflex for both of them.  It was probably not the most nutritional thing for Freak to be eating right now (cat food canned chicken is fortified with essential cat nutrients, Taco Bell chicken probably is not) but it was kinda fun seeing him go nuts again.  Considering that this cat's recovery is akin to walking a tightrope, the chalupa caper tripped my anxiety switch a bit but overall I think this nutritional indiscretion was probably good for all of us. Freak's charm isn't because of his urbane mannerisms, it's because he is borderline feral --- he reminds me of ME.

Random update 04/13/2021 is mixed news.
Saturday 04/10/2021 was four full weeks since Freak had the near fatal Ataxia episode.  He was doing well until Sunday but his on-again / off again limited vision failed completely; he is now totally blind.  He got over the initial panic and subsequent depression of going blind when his alleycat roots kicked in; he has extraordinary survival instincts.  He has owned this house for 10-years and knows where the stairs are and where the furniture, water dishes, food dishes, upstairs and downstairs litterboxes are.  He actually can (most of the time) jump up on furniture (we have provided steps for him to use ... which he does use when his confidence is shaken).  On Monday 04/12/2021 we took him to his usual vet for a progress check.  His blood work came back fine; there is no sign of infection.  His kidneys are starting to show signs of failure (not unusual for cats his age); we are supposed to transition him to a special food for that.  This vet prescribed a nutritional supplement for Freak's arthritis and an as-needed pain medication.  We aim to let Freak live out his lifetime as long as he and / or the Almighty chooses.   As an aside, my internet was down for around 5-days so I was not able to make updates to this blogpost (I was in a panic to pay some bills). 

Random update 04/24/2021
Our sick blind old cat still has the will to live and he still has my total support.  He finds the food dishes, the water dishes, and the litter boxes on his own.  He still manages the stairs okay and still insists on being a cat. He will be our last feline family member, at least for a while.  We quit traveling (as much as possible) several years ago because of his severe separation anxiety and his advanced age.  

 ... to be continued ...

I'll finish composing and editing this bog post in increments (it will wind up being rather long, disjointed, with rambling prose and many photos that may not be pertinent ---- and it may be my last post for a while) ... but I'll finish it when I can ...  I'm still physically, mentally, and emotionally exhausted.  I gotta get some sleep ... 3-hour snoozes seem to be the best that I can do lately.  

More soon ...


Friday, April 2, 2021

REVIEW: Galco Jackass Shoulder Holster rig for 1911 pattern pistols

(ABOVE: Travel kit for the Colt Combat Commander .45 ACP)

I forget how long ago it was when I purchased this Havana Brown Jackass shoulder rig. It was several years ago and I'm just now getting around to writing a review (shame on me).  

If I recall correctly, I bought the rig for concealed carry of my Colt 1911 Super .38 but it has worked just fine with other 1911 pattern pistols of other calibers and barrel lengths.  The "Havana Brown" moniker for the color of this rig's main components (holster and magazine pouch) may have been a salute to a popular Miami based TV series that had the main character outfitted with a Galco shoulder rig that later became the "Miami Classic" in Galco's line of shoulder holsters (just for the record, I never watched a single episode of Miami Vice).  I seem to recall that the Jackass rig was resurrected on a major Galco (FKA The Famous Jackass Leather Company) anniversary.

How often do I shoulder carry a 1911?  Just often enough to stay familiar with the realtime nuances.  Truth be told, IMHO Glocks carry easier and are a bit more reliable (I don't recall ever having a malfunction when shooting with any of my Glocks) than are the 1911 pattern pistols (which, for the most part have proven to be pretty darn reliable for me over the many years, provided that magazines and ammo are agreeable to the personality of the individual pistol).  The 1911 pistols are a slimmer carry, albeit somewhat heavier.  Glocks win on ammo capacity.  To read my take on a Jackass rig for Glocks, CLICK HERE. Some of what's in that blog post may cover stuff I was remiss to mention in this post.

Most Colt 1911 pistols fit the Jackass holster pretty close to the same, but some of the other brands (an older Wilson CQB, an older Springfied Armory, and possibly a couple of others that I don't remember offhand) have slightly thicker frame dust covers, slides, and / or trigger guards that required tuning with the holster's retention screw.

The Jackass holster does favorably angle slightly muzzle up and butt down which is very conducive to hiding pistols with longer barrels.  HOWEVER, if one chooses to use a holster-side tie-down and wears it tight the holster and pistol tend to ride close to horizontal.  For steel frame 1911 pistols the offside (ammo side) tie-down is essential to counter the weight of the pistol.  The holster tie-down I use only on occasion.  With the ultralight aluminum frame Colt Defender I find the rig can work comfortably sans tie-downs altogether.  

The above photo on the left is the side of the magazine-pouch that faces away from the body.  
The above photo on right shows the side of the magazine-pouch that faces the body.
The screws down the middle of the pouch are for magazine retention adjustments.
All standard size magazines (including the shorter officer model mags) work in this pouch.
The retention straps are too short to cover the extended 10-round mags but the retention can be adjusted with the screws to hold them if a person absolutely had to carry them.  NOTE: I am not recommending this, I'm just saying that it is possible.

The above photo on the left is the side of the holster that faces the body.  
The above photo on the right is the side of the holster that faces away from the body.
The retention adjustment screw is just below the trigger guard and the snap for the holster tie-down is away from the body.  If the muzzle is angled too far up the tie-down strap can interfere with getting a fast grip.

In summary, I really like the Jackass rig.  It suits me.  As always, your tastes may differ.

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Monday, March 29, 2021



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