Time is short.

Lemurita turned ten today.  It’s hard to believe that ten years ago I was a drooling idiot staring at a squalling pink little face and totally clueless about what to do.  Now she’s ten and I am still totally clueless.

It is also surprising to me that while she has aged ten years I have aged at roughly double that rate.  Maybe that surprises no one who has kids.

I can say that she might have it in her to be a stone cold killer.

Her mom made some chocolate no-bake cookies and I asked Lemurita if I could have two.

“No.”

“What?  You wouldn’t give your dear old dad two chocolate no-bake cookies?”

“No.  You can have one and a half.”

So I turned on the emotion, cranked it up to 11.  “Puh-leasssse, Lemurita?  Pretty please?  Not even for your dear father who loves you so very much?”

“One.”  And she pinned me with a cold mackerel-eye stare.

I grinned at her pleadingly and worked up the welling of a tear in the corner of my eye. (I am not a sociopath… stop judging me!†)

Cold mackerel eyes… “One.“

She’s good, that girl.

† Source:  Sithy Things – the “judging” part, that is.

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Trying hard to not get angry about the steady systematic erosion of the 2nd Amendment but this really does kind of steam my clams.

The most recent liberal reinvention, in the style of “global warming” the way it morphed into “climate change”, the notion of the 2nd Amendment as purely what it says – the right to keep and bear arms period – is now being re-branded as the idea that the 2nd Amendment’s only valid purpose is to allow hunters to retain their firearms heritage.

Think anyone should agree with that?  Oh, I think not.

For the record, if you think that so called “assault weapons” are not properly called defensive weapons, then I bring your attention to a General Service Administration request for bid issued this week, to supply the Department of Homeland Security with 7,000 5.56x45mm NATO weapons. These weapons look like the much-maligned AR-15, except that the DHS request is for “select fire” weapons — machine guns. That notwithstanding, the very weapons the Left classifies as “assault” are classified by DHS as “Personal Defense Weapons,” which are “suitable for personal defense use in close quarters.”  – Mark Alexander, Patriot Post

Durbin (below) talks as if he is utterly shocked at the concept that a nation of those governed by consent could possibly be uncomfortable with the inability to maintain that arrangement.  Apparently Durbin is either a piss-poor student of history or several standard deviations below average intelligence, or he is both.

[Senator Dick Durbin] lamented that some of his constituents in Illinois told him, “It’s not just about hunting, it’s not just about sports, it’s not just about shooting targets, it’s not just about defending ourselves from criminals … we need the firepower and the ability to protect ourselves from our government, from our government…”

It is about defending ourselves – our lives, our liberty, and our beliefs.  That is what makes us what we are.  And yes, most definitely we must protect ourselves from our government.  Lament away… Dick.

See Ralph the Circus Bear in Liberty Meadows.  He sees the light.  This is how we ought to think when we go to counter those who are dismantling the US and remaking it into a communist paradise.  I’m not saying we do actual violence but take no prisoners is how we should approach the “discussion”.

May I suggest you all run right out and find a copy of any of Frank Cho’s Liberty Meadows?  Brandy is in it… she’s got the hawtness of Agatha from Girl Genius if not the spark.

Need more?  Mad Cow Disease doesn’t just mean PMS anymore…  here’s Frank Cho’s h/t to Misery with guest star Mark Trail.

3D printing is so cool.  Note the Mad Cow in the middle.  Found it at VinylPulse.  NO IDEA what else is there so browse at your own risk and don’t come to me if you find something objectionable.  It could be a perfectly family-friendly place or not, just don’t blame me.  Most excellent 3D model.  Awesome actually.

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h/t to The Dude for his find of… zombie snowmen.

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I’m convinced that while God has a wicked sick sense of humor sometimes, there also must be sometimes a protectiveness of some children.  But let’s not get hung up on philosophical/religious arguments at the moment.  The point is… look at the link and the freaking x-ray.  Holy carp.

Girl shish-kebabs brain with pencil, no lasting damage.