Ray Carter

I didn’t know Ray well. Heck, I’d only met him a handful of times. But he was a good guy.

I first met him during the fight to keep the city government of Seattle from banning concealed carry on city property. A group of folks he’d organized would meet once a month a get updates on how things were going.

When I’d joined the BookFace, he was on there, fighting the good fight. Both politically, and health wise. Last Wednesday, he posted that his doctors had prognosed his early stage liver failure and had given him 2-3 weeks and he’d asked that anyone who wanted to say goodbye, stop by or message him soon.

In the afternoon that same day, he sent out the simple message of “Nap Time”, and then nothing until yesterday, when we all got the notice that he’d passed.

So long, Ray. I didn’t know you well, and that is my fault.

There is a service this weekend for anyone who’d like to attend. I can give you the info if you’d like to email me. I am in the process of rearranging some things so that I can go.

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Do you have cable?

I’m sure the ropes will be plenty strong enough for you.

I’m planning on building a new porch for the hizzie in the not too distant future. Our current one is as old as the house and leans. I’m not actually sure if it was ever level. Also, it is small and just not attractive.

Since I’m a welder, I’m planning on making it out of steel. Mostly square or rectangular tube and channel. I’ve got most of a picture of it in my head, which is the first step to me starting a project. However, I’ve not been able to come up with how I want the trim to be. Last week I was given the lead in a project that, I think, has settled that question.


This is a gate. It is stainless rectangular tube with 1/4in cables strung across its span. The ends of the cables are swaged into the hollowed out ends of the bolts. After the bolts are tightened at each end, there is no movement of the cables (these ones have not yet been fully tightened, or had the excess threading cut off). The gate will be a lift out gate for a catwalk and have tube welded to the outside edges that will slip over either smaller diameter tubes or solid bar that will be welded to the catwalk.

I’ve already decided that the porch will be powder coated black and have synthetic Trex style boards on the walking and handrail surfaces, and now I know what I will have between the vertical points instead of some sort of pickets.

On a side note, I got handed this job because I had once mentioned swaging during a conversation about with reloading I had with a coworker. That, and my foreman figured I was one of the few in the shop who could make 104 swaged connections without getting my finger stuck in the machine.

And for those wondering where they may have heard this post’s title and intro line before, remember Emo Phillips?

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Hulked Out

So, I think I’ve finally figured out why I’ve been absent of late. It took Kevin Baker’s “Last Uberpost” for me to figure it out.

But first, a little side step:

Near the end of the Avenger’s movie, Bruce Banner quickly explains how he found he could control his alter-ego. Basically, he stays angry all the time so that when the anger arrives he has some control over the change.

Alternately, I get pissed off every day, and therefore can’t get pissed off enough to write anything.

I’m regularly in a constant state of irk, so much so that when I see a headline like “Federal Judge lowers the boom on Department of Justice after ‘Bad Faith’ misrepresentations” on my lunch at work, I’ll save it on my tablet, but by the time I get home, I’ve seen a different headline of “State Department misleads Congress on Extent of Anti-Israel bias at United Nations” and now I’m doubly pissed off. Then, when I’m looking these two headlines up, I’ll find one where Candidate Sanders says something completely nonsensical in the economic spectrum (this is a daily happening), and that’s it.

I’m done for the day. I’m seeing the RCOB and my brain just wants to type curses. And I’m pretty sure you don’t need that. Partly because I believe most of you are already seeing the RCOB yourselves and I don’t want to be the one that helps push you over the edge, and partly because I don’t like spreading bad news.

Sorry, y’all. But I’m contemplating turning off the lights here. The optimist in me says to keep them on. But, damn he is being beaten over the head daily. Like Kevin, I may just start posting cat memes. And music.

Stay tuned for a bit. I’m trying to arm the optimist with at least a bat or something.

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There Goes My Bank Account

…seen on Facebook:

“Find out the Snap-On part number for what you want. Go to amazon and paste in the part number with “Williams”. You’re welcome.”

This is not what to say to a completist. Snap-On’s outrageous (yet understandable) pricing is what lets me keep paying my mortgage.

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(Almost) Internet Famous

So you all might remember a couple summers ago when I was building table out of car part odds & ends & tools & such.

Well, it seems someone liked them so much they decided to try and claim credit for one of them on Reddit.

A Table I Created From Old Engine Parts

I’m not sure how to go about correcting the record other than to post a comment on that thread, so that is what I did.

I do still have enough parts for 4-to-6 more of them, and I may indeed build some more this summer. I’m not, however, very certain how to expand my customer base beyond RNS.

Any ideas would be welcome.

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Never another happy day

I recently went to hang out with my sister for an afternoon. During this time we got to chatting and somehow fell upon the topic of Star Wars. She’s an enthusiastic nerd about these films, so we probably got there when she mentioned her love of the female protagonist for the movie. Because she is also a very enthusiastic 3rd Wave feminist.

I said something about how I couldn’t figure out why she needed assign a gender to a protagonist to enjoy being entertained, and that I enjoyed the character and didn’t care when their genitalia looked like.

She came back with “Well, you don’t have to worry about that, because you’re a guy. You get all the protagonists you want.” To which I replied with “And all the antagonists too.”

She then went off on how she is able to enjoy SW Eps four, five and six more now because she see these films as the dudes (Luke, Han, Lando, and probably Chewbacca too) putting aside their ambitions to unite behind a woman and get her into the leadership of the rebellion (or some such business).

I then went on to monlogue with something very close to the following:

“You can’t do that. You cannot see yourself as ‘A Woman’ first. You are a individual human being first. Once you put yourself into a box of ‘I’m a woman’ or ‘I’m black’ as the first part of your internal identity, you have lost and you will never have another happy day in your life. You may get happy moments, but they will be at the expense of those who are not like you and they will be made from spite and envy.”

“The moment you let someone tell you how to think of yourself, you have lost your true identity as an individual and as a human being. And it is someone else telling you to believe that. You do not do that to your own mind. It has to be fed to you, usually by someone telling you that the opposite of you is ‘bad’.”

She then quit speaking to me for a solid five minutes and when she did speak, the subject was changed, but the glare was the same.

We will meet up again. Probably in the next few weeks. She’ll keep the SJW bottled up until she can’t any more and I’ll unleash my individualism speech again, and maybe this time the glare will be replaced with a reasonable reply.

Or maybe not. But I’ll keep giving the speech to her and everyone else who has been SJW’d until I get one.

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Still Alive

Just barely.

Between a late return from Boomershoot and an early start to work the next morning, and the morning after that, I haven’t even had a chance to unpack completely. Never mind about cleaning the rifles. I’ve already decided that that is going to have to wait until this weekend.

Sorry y’all. Maybe tomorrow.

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The Time of Gathering Draws Near

The RNS Blogging Crew is approaching assembly at their personal shrine to the Holy High-Speed Projectile. Dave is heading West, David is heading North and I am not going anywhere until Friday but am set for David’s arrival today and to send him off with supplies tomorrow.

My usual ride to Boomershoot, Bull, is critically injured with a ruined water pump, and I’ve still not found all my .22-250 ammo because of the unique way in which I organized my garage over the winter months.

My boss is regretting letting me have Friday off and is asking me for 10 hour shifts all week. I’ve built two new bench tops for my and David’s shooting benches and I am still thinking up improvements for them but have no time, so that’s going to bug me all weekend.

This didn’t used to be so damned hard.

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How Draining

We’re still working on the bumper rails for the Starbucks warehouse, and in fact will be working on them up through the first week or so of May, but last week the architect sent over another couple sets of plans for immediate build.

Things like this embed frame for a floor drain grate.


It’s upside down, of course. The studs welded into the angles will help hold the assembly in the concrete. All stainless steel. I’m not sure why the material choice, so I thought it was weird enough to post about.

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Are you experienced?

Does anyone passing through here have any experience with the Upper Nisqually Sportsmen’s Club?

Scott and I are looking for a club to join. I like the distance they have for the rifle range and their assortment of weekend matches, but I would like to see if anyone has any experience with the folks out there.

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