Archive for March 1st, 2010

Here’s an interesting legal question.

Monday, March 1st, 2010

(I’m hoping that the good folks over at Popehat might have an answer for this, but I welcome comments from other sources.)

The Eighth Amendment states:

Excessive bail shall not be required, nor excessive fines imposed, nor cruel and unusual punishments inflicted.

Question: Is one million dollars bail on a misdemeanor charge “excessive bail” in the Eighth Amendment sense?

Edited to add: So now his bail is down to $100,000, and he’s scheduled to be released, in return for taking the sign down. This doesn’t change the question, but I did want to make sure that update got in.

I heartily endorse this event or product. (#4 in a series).

Monday, March 1st, 2010

LaRue Tactical.

I blame my great and good friend Other Brian for this. It all started last week when he pointed out that day’s shirt.woot to me. I figured, “Hey, as long as I’m ordering that shirt, I might as well order some of the other shirts I’ve been putting off, too.” Not that there’s anything wrong with my ThoseShirts shirts; when, over the course of a single day, three complete strangers walk up to you and tell you “I love your shirt“, you know you’re doing something right. But I did need to put some variety into my wardrobe.

Anyway, one of the shirts I ordered was the snazzy LaRue Tactical t-shirt, along with one of the Tactical Beverage Entry Tools. I will confess that I did think the $9.99 for Priority Mail shipping was slightly steep, but, on the other hand, Brownells charged me even more to ship some DVDs, so I could live with that.

So what happened?

  1. I placed the order on Thursday. It arrived on Friday. Granted, LaRue is in Leander, and I’m in Austin, but I would have figured it would take a day or two to get the package together and shipped out.
  2. In addition to the shirt and tool, the good folks at LaRue threw in, for free:
    * a snazzy LaRue Tactical hat.
    * a bottle of LaRue barbecue spice rub.
    * and a couple of LaRue Tactical bumper stickers.

How cool is that? They don’t know me from a hole in the ground, and (as far as I know) they have no idea that I have a blog. Maybe this is something they do for every first time order. I don’t know.

What I do know is this; I have a stripped AR lower in the gun cabinet, waiting for me to decide what I want to do with it. (I haven’t decided between doing some sort of heavy barrel National Match type rifle, or an M4 clone.) I’d pretty much decided that I didn’t want to try to assemble an upper from parts (at least, not this time around) so once I get the lower the way I want it, I’m planning to go looking for an upper that meets my needs.

The first place I’m going to go when I go upper shopping is LaRue Tactical.

Random notes: March 1, 2010.

Monday, March 1st, 2010

Obit watch: John Reed, of the D’Oly Carte Opera Company.

…for a generation of fans, Mr. Reed was the memorable embodiment of Gilbert and Sullivan’s “little man” roles, among them John Wellington Wells, the title character of “The Sorcerer”; Major-General Stanley, the very model of et cetera from “The Pirates of Penzance”; Ko-Ko, the nebbish turned lord high executioner in “The Mikado,” a part he also played in the 1967 film version.

The LAT magazine profiles the man who brought Tiki to America: Ernest Raymond Beaumont Gantt. Mr. Gantt is perhaps better known by the name he acquired later in life: Donn E.R. Beachcomber.

Edited to add: I intended to blog this on Friday, but didn’t have anything to put with it, and it slipped my mind when I was preparing these notes: David Parker’s eulogy for his father, Robert B. Parker.

My father, at that moment in a cut-off sweatshirt covered with muffin crumbs, bacon grease, Flintstones Jelly and beer stains replied without dropping a beat–“Yeah, I’d like to see something by Twyla Tharp, I understand she’s quite innovative”.

(Hattip: Confessions of an Idiosyncratic Mind.)

ETA2: Also forgot to blog the most recent entry in Derek Lowe’s “Things I Won’t Work With” series: dioxygen diflouride (also known as FOOF).

The paper goes on to react FOOF with everything else you wouldn’t react it with: ammonia (“vigorous”, this at 100K), water ice (explosion, natch), chlorine (“violent explosion”, so he added it more slowly the second time), red phosphorus (not good), bromine fluoride, chlorine trifluoride (say what?), perchloryl fluoride (!), tetrafluorohydrazine (how on Earth. . .), and on, and on. If the paper weren’t laid out in complete grammatical sentences and published in JACS, you’d swear it was the work of a violent lunatic.

Also recommended: the “How Not To Do It” archives. Especially the story of the liquid nitrogen tank at Texas A&M.

Both the pressure relief and rupture disks had failed for some reason in the past, so they’d been removed and sealed off with metal plugs. You may commence shivering now.