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This book is along similar lines and written by my uncle. It provides an interesting perspective. It's intended to be a group discussion guide, but is a good read. Amazon.com: The Truth You Know You Know, Jesus Verified In Our Global Culture (9780974319797): N. Kenneth Rideout, Karyn Henley: Books

I believe it's a .577 T-rex. .577 Tyrannosaur - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Thanks all for the suggestions. Love me some mexican food too! Honestly, I'm still somewhat on the fence whether to just carry my OC/bear spray or take the gun too. Also can't carry into Disney or Kennedy.

Had mine removed years ago in high school. All 4 of mine were impacted, coming in at 45 deg, well below the surface. I had it done in the hospital and have a few interesting memories... After the nurse gave me the sedative shot in my butt, I was laying on my back in bed. The room had the standard tile ceiling. I floated up above the bed to within a few inches of the ceiling. I reached up and touched the tiles and the whole ceiling rippled as if it was liquid. I recall being completely fascinated. The remainder of the experience was less fascinating. As mentioned, change the gauge frequently. If you don't it'll stick and begin to scab. So you pull the scabs off when you finally decide to change it. That's.... unpleasant. The combination of drainage and meds made me nauseous so I didn't eat for a couple days. Barfing with 4 rather large, fresh holes in your mouth is ... unpleasant. Gargling/rinsing with a very mild, warm salt water solution helps keep everything clean. I had them removed on a saturday morning. I was not ready to go back to school on Monday, so I stayed home. Weekday morning TV got boring very quickly. The dr. gave me percocet for the pain. They told me to take half a pill first, then the other half an hour later if it still hurt (if... ha!). I'd taken a whole pill when my parents left for work. I took another whole pill about an hour later. The next thing I remember is Mom opening the front door, home from work 8 hours later. I was still sitting in the recliner with the TV remote in my hand. After that, I decided one pill was enough. I know people who had much worse experiences than me (dry socket, infections...) and some who played basketball the next day. YMMV.

The wife and I are taking a belated 10th anniversary long-ish weekend in Orlando. We'll be doing Disney and the Kennedy Space Center among a few other things. We're simple folk who like seafood. Posh surroundings don't really impress me, good food at reasonable prices does. Where should we eat?

Sounds like you need to figure out what's rubbing and fix that before you refinish the gun. Else you'll be back in the same place again.

I assume it's not exceptionally dirty and general gunk is slowing it down. I'd take it down and look very carefully for any burrs or high metal on the sliding surfaces. How many rounds through it? The recoil spring may be dying.

Seems like there would be smoke and powder burns on the hat and his face. Real or not, that was really stupid.

I don't think either of the verses you quoted address defending one's self against a potentially lethal threat. I'm not a Bible scholar, so I can't go tit-for-tat with those who like to do that sort of thing. I do know that virtually any written document can be quoted out of context to illustrate virtually any point of view. I like to think that God gave me the desire to preserve my life and the lives of my loved ones, the tools to do it with, and the intelligence to know when to, and when not to, use them. I've heard the argument that giving your life to Christ means giving up all control. When that comes up, I'm reminded of this... A blonde is in dire financial straights. Her only way to keep her family together is to win the lottery, so she prays about it constantly. After every day that goes by and she doesn't win, she redoubles her prayers. A week goes by and she begs and pleads for help. Finally one day she's at the end of her rope and walks to the edge of a cliff. Suddenly the clouds part, a blinding light shines down, and a booming voice from the heavens says.... "BUY A TICKET!".

When a perfectly good one sold recently here for $675 (no tax, no TICS), I've no idea why you'd buy one from Wal-mart.

Worry about hitting the target, not what the bullet does afterwards.

All the comments about being still and quiet are interesting. My parents currently have a nuisance permit, deer have decimated Dad's garden and Mom's flowers. (Don't get excited, the list of authorized hunters is already full.) Dad called me yesterday and said while walking through the kitchen, he looked out the window and saw a good sized doe grazing on the seed under their bird feeder in the back yard, less than 30 yds from the house. So he picked up the trusty .30-30, opened he sliding door to the screened porch, walked across the porch, opened the screen door to the deck, and walked out on the deck letting the screen door close itself. He made no effort to do any of this quietly. The deer never even looked up. He leaned against the deck rail, shouldered the rifle, disengaged the safety, and cocked the hammer. He said when the sear went "click" the deer bolted like it was shot from a cannon. Gone in a flash. He couldn't believe it. I told him to cock the hammer before he walks out next time. Moral of the story, deer know what's normal and what's not. They've heard that screen door open and close daily for as long as they've been around so that's a normal sound.

A very thoughtful lawyer...

Most amplifiers produce their maximum output at about 50%. You get clipping and/or distortion beyond that. So, I'd start by turning the volume on the head unit down to below 50% and work from there. And re-check your grounds and wire paths.

That's awesome!

A very good idea, but you must specifically designate the additional payment to go solely against the principal. There's usually a check box or note field where you denote this. If you don't designate it, the bank can choose where it goes and they won't choose principal. A licensed, experienced home inspector is a worthwhile investment. I also strongly encourage the prospective buyer to be present during the inspection. Follow the inspector around and ask lots of questions. Find out who built the house and their reputation. Both the realtor and home inspector should know. Be very suspicious of "owner renovated" houses in areas were permits/inspections are not required.

Funny story on that topic... What I was in school, we worked on our SAE Mini-Baja car nights/weekends in the machine shop in the basement of the engineering building. The power supply for the elevator was also in this shop. When someone would push the call button on any floor, the power relay would make a rather loud "CLACK", and the elevator would begin moving. It was loud enough that it'd startle you if you were concentrating on something. Occasionally, you'd get morons who'd push the button over and over very fast. So in the shop, we'd hear... "CLACK CLACK CLACK CLACK CLACK CLACK....". Highly annoying. One evening we'd heard this a couple of times and were tired of it. So we stopped and listened for the elevator to get to the floor the people were on. We heard the elevator stop, the doors open, the doors close, and it begin to come back down. We waited a couple seconds and opened the main breaker, killing all power to the elevator. We let it sit between floors for at least a couple minutes. We pulled the doors open on our floor and one guy who has a booming voice stuck his head in and said "YOU ONLY HAVE TO PUSH THE BUTTON ONCE!" We restored the power a moment later, which put the elevator into a reset mode in which it goes all the way to the bottom, all the way back up to the top, then back down to the main floor before stopping. We repeated that routine whenever necessary and within a short time, it became very rare for someone to repeatedly push the button. So to answer the above question, pushing the button more than once does not make the elevator arrive faster. It does however, make it reach it's destination much slower.

Any of the Ruger MK series, Browning Buckmark, Beretta Neos... There's a couple of revolvers as well, but I can't think the name at the moment.

Easy come, easy go. As stated, it's a buyer's market which my neighbor who just sold his house at a $20k loss will attest to. Prior thread on this topic... http://www.tngunowners.com/forums/general-off-topic/59034-homebuying-tips.html

Nice renderings!

Actually, I've done the "stop and stare them down" thing a few times. Mostly because I was climbing a hill that I had to pass one way or another, so simply riding away wasn't a good option. Most dogs will either back down, or stand some distance away and keep barking at you. If they don't back down, you're up ***** creek. I also have bear spray for hiking. I hope it works, but more than that, I hope I never have to find out.

That's what they mean. It's a common mispronunciation which leads to misspelling. Clorox, muriatic acid, nitric acid, ammonia, vinegar, orange juice, tomato soup, brake fluid... pretty much anything corrosive will work. It's just a matter of how much time you want to take. If you want to be semi-authentic, strip the paint and bury it a foot or so deep in the yard. Dig it up next spring.

+1 to pretty much everything JReed said. Once upon a time, I was also an avid cyclist and hope to be one again at some point. I've had my share of unpleasant dog encounters. Had a few unpleasant dog owner encounters too. I wouldn't shoot one unless it was actively chewing on me (dog or owner). Otherwise, just deal with it. 1. Get more pepper spray. 2. Report repeat offenders to the authorities. 3. Ride somewhere else if 1 & 2 don't work. 4. If you don't want to ding your carbon bike, don't ride it where dogs might be. Besides, a heavier bike is better for training.

What they said. A honk before it happens. Honking after doesn't accomplish anything. The finger accomplishes even less. Especially now that I have kids, I just grit my teeth, take a deep breath, and go on with life. WyattEarp's post is exactly why. There's way too many stupid people out there.

Nothing, yet. Go shoot it more.