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Ah the butt-load measurement, "The Oxford English Dictionary has a citation for "butt-load" as a unit of measure equal to "about six seams", which amounts to roughly 450 gallons."

Do I need to Google him?

Got to start the morning right. Saw these fellas a few years ago. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m6tydlub808&feature=fvst

Find a concert somewhere and fly to it. The wife and I sort of did that a few years ago. I was still on active duty in San Diego and she was here, TN. We meet in Oklahoma City to see ZZ TOP. We spent a few days just bumming around and having fun.

THAT, Sir, had me truly ROFLMAO!!!!!!!!!!

As stated, no matter where the info comes from, or who its dedicated to, it can be useful to those who wish to learn such things. Good find, GGP!

I spoke with my cousin this afternoon and he said that Remington call his son today to tell him that they were going to replace the barrel for free. They didnt tell him what if anything they found out, or why the barrel might have bulged.

I had mine removed by the Navy in Guam. I had a couple of locals, they were removed, I was given 800mg of Motrin and I had to walk back to the ship. If I went via the road it was 5 miles or so. I wasnt feeling up to that, so I hoofed it through the jungle. (WTF was I thinking?) I did make it back none the worse for wear for having taken the short cut.

So, you are telling me to STOP calling me Welsh friends "Limey's"? Got friends in Prestatyn, North Wales. Perhaps one day I wll drag my butt cross the pond to see them. Please tell me you have gotten over putting HB on your steaks. Come on, a good cut of meat doesnt need HB or anything else.

Pink Floyd- Dark Side of the Moon - Wish You Were Here - The Wall Sprung Monkey- Mr Funny Face - Swirl Social Distortion- Live at the Roxy Unwritten Law- Live and Lawless Jimi Hendrix- The Essential Jimi Hendrix Leonard Cohen- The Future 311- Transistor You can keep Bear, he will get you dead. If I were able to take another person, it would be a buddy who I worked with at SERE and continues to work in that field for a gooberment agency.

Washed the car and truck. Was going to wash both bikes, but the thunder and rain convinced me to cease washing and go inside.

Most embarrassing? Hmm, there are a lot of moments in my life that would count under that rule. However I will only talk about this one. Back in the late 90's I was stationed at the Naval Survival School at North Island. At the time we ran SERE, DEST and ATAHS. So for a basic SERE instructor to become a Desert Inst (at that time anyway) we had to go through the class that was held in July in El Centro. WHich was called Desert Shadow. For "Shadow" we usually had a multi-national class, Brit, Aussie, Canadian, etc. Well my number came up and I had to be a student at "Shadow". They teamed me with the Aussie SERE Inst. I thought "piece of cake", we should be able to spend our 5 days on the ground evading without getting captured rahter easily. Well evasion leg 1, night 1, my Delta team partner and I ran into "issues"/. It seems the Aussies run the SARNEG (google it if you dont know) a bit different. We start at 0, he started at 1. Everyone who has ever used UTM to land navigate can see there is going to be issues. So we make it through our first nights evasion because we did on hell of a dog leg, about 10k. We were tired and did I mention this is El Centro in July? It cools off to the high 80's/ low 90's at night. We are about 3k from our objective and this clown, my partner, the Aussie Survival Inst, is walking around at 0900 with his GPS saying "We've got to be close mate". Eventually I call in with the "other radio" SERE inst have to carry and tell the OIC where we are and WHY we are there. After about an hour of the Aussie walking aimlessly through the desert looking for two tan jerry water cans, I told him to either follow me or die here. Well me make our objective WAY late, we whould have been there before sunrise. So we make a desert shade shelter and bed down. My partner complains all day long about the heat and is in out of ther shelter all day. Come on dude, like stading in the direct sunlight is any better than our shelter??? So we had a "rough" day and night two came up and we were off. The OPFOR was popping paraflumes all around us and we beat feet 180 degrees away from where we were heading. After about 2 hours he just drops to the ground and says "I need 5 mate". After about and hour I hop on the PRC-90 (yes we still used them) and call in the situation and start popping flares. Eventually I am added to another team and we carry on. So thats the lead up to my story. I should also add that each students gets a 5 gallong jerry can of water per day. I drank all my water every day and still wasnt able to pee for days. Anyway on night 5 my Aussie partner was reintroduced into the course, fresh ready to go after sitting in air con for 4 days drinking water. The OPFOR is light and we take off, about 2 hours into the evasion leg I black out. There is about 10 hours of my life evading through the desert outside El Centro that I DO NOT recall. About 0600 I "awake" and I am standing alone in the middle of a dry lake bed. There is an old dry lake bed South of Superstion Mountain and there I was right, smack dab in the middle of it. Not one single chamise, irion weed, cholla, or any oter vegatation anywhere around me. My Aussie partner is nowhere to be found, but suprisingly enough I am still "pretty much" on course. So I make it to the pick up point and lo and behold my partner is there sleeping. Yes I considered killing and burying his butt right there. I didnt and found some chamise to sleep under. After it was said and done the course coordinator was sitting at sight 3 on top of the mountain watching me and calling me on the hand held radio and wondering why I didnt answer. When I got home that day my roomamte thought I was drunk. Little did she know I was around 10 % deyhdrated and wasnt up for any of her crap. LOL I did catch hell for walking around in that lake bed with nary a blade a grass to hide behind. Needless to say, I never lived that down. I'll add more details to the heat stroke/stress thread tomorrow.

It actually showed up on preview, but not in the actual post. Its even there when I go into edit. Hmmm.

Thanks, I am still working on it...

belt fedd weapon.

I should also add that after my cousin left that day, I Google'ed Remington 770 barrel bulge and several hits came up.

My 2nd cousing brought his 8 month old 770 in 308 over here last week to change the stock out. The sling mounts are formed into the stock and feel and look cheap and easily broken. Well guess what, his were broken. Remington did send him a new stock. So after he gets here I start in chastising the boy (24) for not taking care of said gun and not cleaning it. So after I remove the old stock I start cleaning it. As I ran the brush down the barrel from the crown, it got loose about 1 1/2 inches down and tightened back up after approx 1/2 inch. I took my bore light and looked in, it appeared to be bulged. I the took my micrometer and mic'ed the barrel. Sure enough there was approx 0.022 bulge in the barrel an inch and a half down. Well he called Remington and he sent it back to them. I will post what happens next with it. Kyle DID NOT shoot anything but standard pressure factory ammo, doenst remember ever having any clogging or debris in the barrel. So would I ever buy a 770? Probably not, unless it was used, in good condiition and less than $100. Just my 0.02.

Spotted Dick? (Yes its food, British)

I have been prowling ITunes for kids songs for my sons BD party and ran across this band, Cudzoo and the Faggettes so I just had to YouTube 'em NSFW

I wonder of there are any local SEAL's around to pay Riley a visit? Hmmmmm

I had this song in my head for the past week and couldnt figure out who it was. My Google-fu finally kicked in though. Its NSFW http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=boL-sEcnK4g

Well my guesstiamattion of "5 tons or so" of pea gravel was a little off. This past week I picked up, shovel and spread out a total of 18, 560 pounds of pea gravel. I have a few odds and ends stuff to wrap up, but in my book I am calling it done!