Richard Craver

Musings about this world, and the world to come.

I Went To A Gun Show And Made It Out Very Alive

Written By: richardwcraver - Jan• 09•16

I haven’t been to a gun show in many years. The last time I went to one I was in Boy Scouts and the gun and knife show was in the coliseum adjacent to the fair grounds where a Scout-a-rama was taking place. I bought a leather handle Buck sheath knife that I have had for about 35 years now. I lost interest in such things a few years later in favor of cars and girls, got married, started playing golf, had a child and life got more complicated. (more…)

Annual Computer Freshen Up

Written By: richardwcraver - Dec• 26•15

A few days ago I generated a new security certificate for the website, it is installed and goes live on the 28th. I don’t have anything that needs super secret in transit security, but it’s available, free for non-profit use and I can, so I do it. Plus if we are to believe that the NSA is storing ALL encrypted traffic in the event that they need to decrypt it later, I’m happy to be a very small insignificant thorn in their flesh. (more…)

“…Lies, Damned Lies and Statistics…” – Mark Twain

Written By: richardwcraver - Dec• 19•15

So here’s how it started, I was Twitter surfing. The same as web surfing, except I read a tweet from someone I follow, ended up on their feed and saw a tweet from someone they follow and away I go reading tweets from people I don’t know. Being a life long K.O.O.K. (Keeper Of Odd Knowledge) I often see headlines that make the B.S. detector go off. This particular retweet screamed of gun violence and came from someone who’s handle I will not publish, because I’m not singling her out, and because unfortunately she has been played by the media as have so many others.

The original post came from someone who is alleged to be a TV reporter (more…)

Do You Have Computer Paper?

Written By: richardwcraver - Oct• 29•15

Although I’m coming up on 50, I really don’t think of myself as Old, although my body reminds me every so often. Occasionally you find yourself showing your actual age, such as the case of one of my co-workers recently who grew up in the same time period. (more…)

Feeling Kinda Drained

Written By: richardwcraver - Sep• 29•15

Well, here I sit in the Gander Mountain parking lot, in the rain. I’m not waiting on the doors to open for a great sale, I’m waiting on a tow truck. (more…)

Spandex Cyclists And Canadian Geese

Written By: richardwcraver - Sep• 26•15

Before I get started there will be some that will write me off as a bitter, cynical,  hateful anal orifice; I’m not….really, but the reader is entitled to their wrong opinion.

Sam Arrived

Written By: richardwcraver - Sep• 16•15

Wow! It’s been a month, time flies when you’re having fun or not. Sam arrived, my local FFL handled the transfer and the next day I cleaned it and put a hundred rounds down the pipe, all without incident.

Apparently Sam was not a carry gun, but rather stayed in the safe all the time. He had the musty smell of old papers and mildew, though not a spec of rust or mildew was found. I did a complete cleaning from the slide to the grip, disassembled the magazines and made them spotless with just a light coat of CLP to prevent rust and hopefully not attract too much dust. All the action parts where cleaned with mineral spirits, dried with compressed air, sprayed with WD40 and blown dry, then the contact points given just a smear of CLP with the bottle straw.

Some folks absolutely balk at WD40 on guns as it is not a ‘proper’ lubricant, and that argument has merit; it’s a poor lubricant, but very good ‘water dispersant’. It dries and leaves just enough film to prevent rust and other oxidation; and the odor dissipates quickly. CLP on the other hand is a very good lubricant and is used sparingly.

Sam is a carry gun, not a range gun. The Double Action Only trigger can be coaxed into firing very accurately with patience. But as a defensive carry I like that it is heavy and deliberate.

I still have my eye on a Sig SP2022 DA/SA though.

Waiting On Sam (the Sig), And Gun Buying Myths

Written By: richardwcraver - Aug• 16•15

After many months of browsing the manufacturer sites and auction sites, I finally parted with some $$’s for a quality used firearm, a Sig P250.  Even then it is a price, features, value compromise as all things come down to. I think I will call this one Sam, it is one of the poor man’s Sigs; if I ever have funds to buy a classic P226 variant I’ll reserve the name Sigmund for it.

I got the notion of naming guns from The Yankee Marshall‘s YouTube channel (Adult Humor Alert), he has a Glock named Gary. Gary is an independent, rebellious polymer troublemaker. (more…)

Does Quality Work Mean Anything Anymore?

Written By: richardwcraver - Aug• 10•15

Decades ago, I suppose I was a pre-teen because I remember listening to my Dad and not rolling my eyes, my Dad was talking to me about work ethic. I remember him telling me, “Whatever kind of work you do in life, do a good job. It doesn’t matter if your are a plane pilot or a dig digger, give the man an honest days work for an honest day’s pay. If you are a ditch digger, dig the man the nicest straightest ditch you can.” (more…)

Nasty Cars

Written By: richardwcraver - Jul• 16•15

I admit I don’t keep a spotless vehicle. Even in High School when others were washing, waxing, vacuuming and applying Armor-All and Westley’s Tire Gloss; if my car didn’t have bird droppings on it and the white letters were reasonably clean I was OK.  But some of the cars that come through the doors of the shops I’ve worked at… nasty.

Why is it that on a hot day some comes in with floorboards full to seat level, cola spilled in the console and become panicked that lighter socket is loose in the console? All the stuff has to be emptied out of the console, the cola syrup glued console cover has to be pried off carefully, because God forbid you crack it; then the lighter outlet is reattached, gooey parts re-installed and the driver warned about pulling straight out when removing their cell charger cord to prevent recurrence. They leave thinking, “Don’t they think I know how to use a charger cord?” “Why did they charge me $50 to tighten that doo-hickey? Meanwhile the tech is still in the back scrubbing goo from his hands, really wishing for a hot soapy shower.