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They say that there's a time and a place for everything. For decaffeinated coffee, it's never and in the trash. But too much of a seemingly good thing can harm you, so the Caffeine Informer website has devised a calculator to advise you when you've had enough of this eye-opening drug. Reader beware: It's just for jollies and not meant to replace the wise counsel of your physician who is, of course, put on the earth to stop you from doing a lot of fun things. With this calculator, I'm informed that I may have 5.2 cups of brewed coffee per day or 15.6 cans of Mountain Dew before things get dangerous. It's natural that those who live by the internet would get their health advice from it. America might be the only country in the world where people need energy drinks to sit in front of a computer all day. https://www.bustle.com/p/two-college-students-nearly-overdosed-on-caffeine-so-heres-how-to-keep-your-intake-in-check-33570

I'm thinking it's probably more along these lines (bulges):

It's the Feel Good Story of the Day.

I just check my email and saw this header: "Beautiful Russian Women Are Waiting For You." Great....I can't get over there for at least a week. And I know what happens when you keep just one woman waiting.

This test is said to determine how old you are by the number of milliseconds it takes to react to a signal. I took it twice and, according to the results, I'm a 51-year-old 20-year old. I was afraid to keep testing because I might start dating again. https://www.justpark.com/creative/reaction-time-test/

I'm no Bersa salesman (but I am a Bersa Chat board moderator) and I'll just say that you hear most from owners with problems than you do from owners who love the guns. I owned the BP9CC for a few months and it performed very well. However, I just couldn't get used to the single-stack platform and traded it away. Good luck with your search.

I rode on a bird farm, too. I might suggest pitching a tent at the foot of an airport runway for a month and trying to sleep.

If the thief had read the liberal talking points, he'd learn that it's much easier to get a machine gun at a gun show in a neighboring state. http://www.sfgate.com/crime/article/FBI-looking-for-submachine-gun-stolen-from-10873040.php

Try here. http://www.bersachat.com/forums/forumdisplay.php?84-BPCC-Series-Pistols

Pearce pinky grip extension for my Taurus TCP.

Caliber, frame and grip conversions will be hard enough to track. But think of the headache it's going to be to satisfy the LGBT and women troops with color schemes.

I was thinking of getting a 320, now I'll have to wait for the overpriced hype buying to subside.

No matter what I put up to sell, I always get at least one offer that's $200 less, along with "So when are you heading to Nashville?"

Today it's elephants. Tomorrow they'll come for my pet cottonmouth.

A gunsmith who is a Bersa Firearms authorized warranty repair specialist posted an alert on the Bersa Chat board about suspected Federal .40 S&W ammo with lot number P42J518. Federal has been notified that the ammo may have pressure problems. Here is the thread where the claim is made: http://www.bersachat.com/forums/showthread.php?33975-Suspect-40-S-W-Federal-Ammo

I've had good results with W231, but that doesn't stop me from trying other brands. Accurate #2 gives just as satisfactory results, as well as Titegroup. Right now I'm doing my 9mm and .380 shooting with Red Dot, which seems to burn a bit cleaner.

After nearly 150 years, the time is coming when there will be no one who can say, "I've been to the circus and seen the elephants." Animal rights lawsuits and dwindling attendance are bringing down the Big Tent for good next May. Then the only three-ring circus left will be government. http://www.foxnews.com/us/2017/01/15/ringling-bros-circus-plans-to-shut-down-greatest-show-on-earth-after-146-years.html

I suppose Magpul could advertise it as Perfection, but that word seems to be taken.

All I can say is, if you buy a used gun through a confiscation sale, LEO auction or anywhere else, you better hang on to the bill of sale.

I must say, lest anyone think me ungrateful or overly wussy, that my inconvenient experiences aboard ship in the South China Sea are not worthy to be compared with the hell that tens of thousands of servicemen walked, crawled, ran and were carried through for those long years in 'Nam. I've met a lot of guys who carry the memories of that life or death conflict in their minds and bodies still today. A good friend is just back from the hospital after testing to see how far his cancer has progressed which was caused by a big whiff of Agent Orange while in country. Another friend I knew in boot camp--a hospital corpsman--was posthumously awarded the Silver Star for shielding a wounded Marine with his own body during a mortar attack at Quang Tri. If you ever get by the Vietnam Veterans Memorial Wall in D.C., stop by Panel 43W and on Row 14 look for the name of David L. Eisenbraun. I am so proud to have briefly known him. There but for the grace of God go I.

We were put through the paces at Great Lakes boot camp in the winter of '66, but most of it was inside big drill halls because of the weather. I had a hardass for company commander who terrorized and drilled us constantly because he was bucking for chief petty officer and wanted to win every honor flag possible. After graduation I went to Machinist's Mate "A" School and later out to the fleet. I served on an aircraft carrier, which is like a floating Navy base. They didn't have us at PT every morning because we had a ship to run. Even though we operated off the coast of Vietnam and qualified for combat pay, we were never shot at. What enemy pilot is going to attack a battle group with six flight wings aboard and electronic equipment that could read you the moment you took off? The ship was gung-ho, but within our little group five decks below the hangar deck we weren't much for military formality. The toughest part was enduring 30-day stretches at sea without a break in 100-degree machinery compartments. I sure don't miss it.

There's a clear difference between objective reporting (facts only) and editorializing (commentary). Much of what is called commentary today is propaganda.

You should have joined the Canoe Club. After boot camp unless you go to Seal training or maybe ship out with the Marines as a hospital corpsman, the Navy couldn't care less what kind of condition you were in.

My dad told me a fishing story that has an application here. He had purchased a new fancy rod and reel and loaded it with good, sturdy line. He selected a proper hook for the size of fish he was hoping to get and a good assortment of tantalizing bait. He waded into the river and fished for approximately two hours with no bites at all. Then along came a young Mexican boy with a bamboo pole and plastic bobber. He tossed his hook into the water about ten feet away from where Dad was and pulled out a whopper within 30 seconds. Whether it be fishing, defensive shooting or building a successful business, the old adage still goes: Location, location, location.

She also said she's making the jump so that she can spend more time with her kids. Please.......anyone making $15 million/yr ought to have enough saved up to chuck it all and be a mom. Why doesn't she just say it's the glitter job she's always wanted and shut up.