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Glenn Beck Christmas Show

I caught the Glenn Beck Christmas show last night.  I’ve got to admit that it was surprisingly good. 


I missed the very beginning because traffic sucked, but caught most of the first portion, where Glenn told family Christmas stories.  Which was actually really funny.  The next portion was more of a spiritual Christmas message, that ended with a positive message about redemption.  Then there was a bonus third part for the Salt Lake audience, where after giving everyone a warning that it was going to be about Glenn’s conversion to Mormonism, and that if they wanted to run, now was their chance, he told the story of how he found his faith.


Overall I enjoyed the show quite a bit.  I hadn’t known what to expect, and it was drastically different than his radio show.  As a Mormon, it was nice to see a public display of Mormonism from somebody famous who wasn’t afraid to express his feelings about his religion. 


On that note, as much as I despise Mitt RHINO Romney, I’m getting really sick and tired of having my religion get mocked by a bunch of idiotic pundits.  If I have to listen to one my liberal media elitist (who would have no problem sacrificing babies to Bhaal if it got them higher ratings) ponder about whether Mormons are Christians or not, I’m going to blow a gasket. 

Christmas time at the Gun Store

Awhile back on this blog, I posted about how there’s a guy that works at my shop who donated a kidney to save his brother’s life (which is just damn cool, any way you look at it).  His internet handle is Atomic Ferret. 


And he was a humble enough guy that he tried to do it without any of us knowing about it.  He didn’t want to make a big deal out of it.  (if it was me, and I was a single guy, I would make sure I told that to every single girl I met)  We only found out one day when we were eating pizza, and Atomic Ferret was eating the toppings off, but leaving the bread.  Well, I was about to cause a great deal of physical harm unto said Ferret (because I’m sorry, you don’t just eat the toppings and leave the bread for everybody else, ‘cause that’s just morally reprehensible), and he finally had to come clean that the lack of bread was doctor’s orders, and then we finally beat out of him the reason why. 


Because giving up an organ is a real nice thing to do, another one of my guys (internet handle, Uncle Barbie) decided that we needed to do something nice for him.  So we all kicked in to get him a little something, and it finally showed up yesterday. 


AF came in to the shop this morning.  PvtPyle and I were already there.  We waited for him to start examining the new guns on the wall, and when he picked up this one particular one, we asked him if he liked it.  Yep, he said he did.  So I tossed him a 4473 and PvtPyle said “Good, ‘cause it is yours.”


It’s a sweet gun, and AF is a 3gunner.  He’s got a good rifle and pistol, but has been running a really crappy Chinese shotgun.  This should work a lot better for him, and he should post better times, since it was his unlucky kidney that got removed. 


So we now have an official FBMG policy.  If you work here, and you give up an organ to save somebody’s life, we’ll buy you a gun.  Only it has to be an important organ.  No tonsils.  That’s just weak. 


Thanks to AF, because he is an inspiration to the rest of us slouches. 

For no cubicle could hold him…


This morning I got a call at FBMG from Rabbit, my sales rep at STI, telling me to check my e-mail.  In the prior post about quiting my corporate schlub job, Nightcrawler mentioned how there needed to be an Ayn Rand-esq statue of me with my broken chains.  Well, thanks Rabbit.   

Movie Review: Skinwalkers



We are so overdue for a good werewolf movie it is ridiculous.  We get decent B grade flicks, but it seems like the vast majority of the werewolf movies with budgets have just sucked, and Skinwalkers is no exception. 


Okay, the plot, as far as I can tell, is that there are good werewolves, and bad ones, and when a boy turns 13 during the full moon, then some prophecy will be fulfilled, and something or other will happen.  Anyway, it doesn’t really matter, because at no point in time do you actually care about any of the characters. 


So with just a couple of days left for the prophecy, the bad guys, looking like rejects from a Dennis Hopper post-apocalyptic biker-movie show up, and have an excruciatingly slow and awkward gunfight against the good werewolves.  First off, whoever was their gun consultant needs to get the boot.  Apparently a little known fact about lycanthropy is that it also causes poor vision, and the inability to use a front sight, and you know, actually AIM at your target.


Then the movie devolves into a tedious chase.  There are some plot twists that you can see coming a mile away, and then finally, it is over.  The werewolves are relatively dull, the violence is weak, and there are no good effects that I can recall. 


Overall?  Lame.  Skip it.  And this is coming from the guy that has rented something like 1,000 really crappy movies, and just can’t stop, and even with my advanced ability to totally disconnect my brain while watching a movie, I thought is sucked.