mousegunner

I'm sorry! I meant "letters to the editor" which always have the names of the writers. May God bless and support you in your efforts!

Signal Mountain has two or three parks. There is one by the Town Hall. One near the Signal Mountain Country Club. And one over near Short Creek and Shackleford Ridge Road. That's all I can think of now.

If you happen to be a grandpa or grandma, you will enjoy the following little stories about our grandchildren, and answers from kids.... 1. She was in the bathroom, putting on her makeup, under the watchful eyes of her young granddaughter, as she'd done many times before. After she applied her lipstick and started to leave, the little one said, 'But Gramma, you forgot to kiss the toilet paper good-bye!' I will probably never put lipstick on again without thinking about kissing the toilet paper good-bye!! 2. My young grandson called the other day to wish me Happy Birthday. He asked me how old I was, and I told him, '62.' He was quiet for a moment, and then he asked, 'Did you start at 1?' 3. After putting her grandchildren to bed, a grandmother changed into old slacks and a droopy blouse and proceeded to wash her hair. As she heard the children getting more and more rambunctious, her patience grew thin. Finally, she threw a towel around her head and stormed into their room, putting them back to bed with stern warnings. As she left the room, she heard the three-year-old say with a trembling voice, 'Who was THAT?' 4. A grandmother was telling her little granddaughter what her own childhood was like: 'We used to skate outside on a pond. I had a swing made from a tire; it hung from a tree in our front yard. We rode our pony. We picked wild raspberries in the woods.' The little girl was wide-eyed, taking this all in. At last she said, 'I sure wish I'd gotten to know you sooner!' 5. My grandson was visiting one day when he asked, 'Grandma, do you know how you and God are alike?' I mentally polished my halo and I said, 'No, how are we alike?' 'You're both old,' he replied. 6. A little girl was diligently pounding away on her grandfather's word processor. She told him she was writing a story. 'What's it about?' he asked. 'I don't know,' she replied, 'I can't read. 7. I didn't know if my granddaughter had learned her colors yet, so I decided to test her. I would point out something and ask what color it was. She would tell me and was always correct. It was fun for me, so I continued. At last she headed for the door, saying, 'Grandma, I think you should try to figure out some of these yourself!' 8. Wh en my grandson Melvin and I entered our vacation cabin, we kept the lights off until we were inside to keep from attracting pesky insects. Still, a few fireflies followed us in. Noticing them before I did, Billy whispered, 'It's no use Grandpa. Now the mosquitoes are coming after us with flashlights.' 9. When my grandson asked me how old I was, I teasingly replied, 'I'm not sure.' 'Look in your underwear, Grandpa,' he advised. 'Mine says I'm four to six.' 10. A second grader came home from school and said to her grandmother, 'Grandma, guess what? We learned how to make babies today.' The grandmother, more than a little surprised, tried to keep her cool. 'That's interesting,' she said, 'how do you make babies?' ''It's simple,' replied the girl. 'You just change 'y' to 'i' and add 'es'.' 11. Children's Logic: 'Give me a sentence about a public servant,' said a teacher. The small boy wrote: 'The fireman came down the ladder pregnant.' The teacher took the lad aside to correct him. 'Don't you know what pregnant means?' she asked. 'Sure,' said the young boy confidently. 'It means carrying a child.' 12. A nursery school teacher was delivering a station wagon full of kids home one day when a fire truck zoomed past. Sitting in the front seat of the truck was a Dalmatian dog. The children started discussing the dog's duties. 'They use him to keep crowds back,' said one child. 'No,' said another, 'He's just for good luck.' A third child brought the argument to a close. 'They use the dogs,' she said firmly, 'to find the fire hydrants! Grandparents are a lady and a man who have no little children of her own. They like other peoples. A grandfather is a man grandmother. Grandparents don't have to do anything except be there when we come to see them. They are so old they shouldn't play hard or run. It is good if they drive us to the store and have lots of quarters for us. When they take us for walks, they slow down past things like pretty leaves and caterpillars. They show us and talk to us about the color of the flowers and also why we shouldn't step on "cracks". They don't say, "Hurry up". Usually grandmothers are fat, but not too fat to tie your shoes. They wear glasses and funny underwear. They can take their teeth and gums out. Grandparents don't have to be smart. They have to answer questions like "why isn't God married?" and "How come dogs chase cats?". When they read to us, they don't skip. They don't mind if we ask for the same story over again. Everybody should try to have a grandmother, especially if you don't have television, because they are the only grown- ups who like to spend time with us. They know we should have snack time before bed time, and they say prayers with us and kiss us even when we've acted bad. A 6-YEAR-OLD WAS ASKED WHERE HIS GRANDMA LIVED.''OH,'' HE SAID, ''SHE LIVES AT THE AIRPORT, AND WHEN WE WANT HER,WE JUST GO GET HER. THEN WHEN WE'RE DONE HAVING HER VISIT,WE TAKE HER BACK TO THE AIRPORT. GRANDPA IS THE SMARTEST MAN ON EARTH! HE TEACHES ME GOOD THINGS, BUT I DON'T GET TO SEE HIM ENOUGH TO GET AS SMART AS HIM. It's funny when they bend over; you hear gas leaks, and they blame their dog.

We've been looking for roofers to do a church building, and we can't find any roofing contractors willing to come and look and give us a quote! This is in Signal Mtn, sub of Chattanooga. Have they all gone out of business? Or are they so busy they don't have time for us? We can't figure it out.

Congrats! How about some more photos?

Go for it, GS! I wish you well. But I note in your "public profile" you carry an XD .45, but that you do not have a handgun carry permit. You must have forgotten to update it. Also, I'm curious as to if you plan to carry to the town council meeting?

Actually, my newspaper editorials are not anonymous. Also, I'm not a true resident of Signal Mtn. I have no vote in that town. It's my mailing address, but I reside in Walden. Anyway, fighting for carrying in Signal Mtn parks is not at the top of my list. Everything gun-rights related is not of paramount importance. Some points ARE extremely important. But I don't think that one is. Particularly when I believe the reg will pass unanimously. I'll find another issue to wrangle over.

You need two guns with two carry methods. 1) Get an under-dash mounted holster for when you are riding... 2) Carry a p3at in your pocket when walking around...(try khaki pants instead of jeans)

I am "pro Constitution" too. In particular I'm thinking about the Tennessee constitution. The details of which are laid out here and discussed. This is a long article, but worth reading.... THE RIGHT TO KEEP AND BEAR ARMS UNDER THE TENNESSEE CONSTITUTION: A CASE STUDY IN CIVIC REPUBLICAN THOUGHT

I've thought about going, and saying something. I already write pro-gun editorials from time to time in the Times Free Press. However, I think this is not my chosen battlefield to die on. I totally agree that it is foolishness to pass an anti-carry law for people with permits. But that's not the issue I want people to think about whenever they see me or talk with me. If they tell me I can't carry in Signal Mtn parks, then I won't. I won't agree with it, and I won't like it, for sure. But that's the way it goes some times.

You may be more comfortable if you carry it with an empty chamber for a month or so, until you get used to it.

One more thing about safety when kids are around....carry with an empty chamber. That way, even if they somehow pull the trigger, nothing will happen. I have little 5 year old grandchildren that climb all over me. I carry a p3at in my pocket. When they are visiting, I keep the chamber empty. That way I know that if they unexpectedly stick a hand in my pocket (and who knows what little kids will do?) there won't be any danger.

It's a beaut!

I got 6/10, so I guess I'm not a gun-nut either. I guessed at a lot of them! Actually, this is a quiz for re-loaders, and ammo nuts, not gun nuts!

OK, here's my G22....

Thanks for the review! Just curious: how many rounds of .380 did you shoot altogether? It's hard to find these days, and expensive.

Of course, we all know that the SKS is the best fighting system available! Or the m1 Garand. Or _______________(fill in the blank)

Bob O. made the chart. I just host it on Mouseguns.Com New Index

Powell seems to be on nobody's side, just taking pot shots from the sidelines, no matter what administration is in the whitehouse. I'd rather vote Constitution party than either Dem or Rep. It's just more of the same old, same old.

I would suppose that she could make a lot more money going on the speaking circuit, or taking a Fox national TV show, than she can make as gov of Alaska. You know what they say, "follow the money." Personally, I can't think of a job more fun than being gov of Alaska.

Bad idea. If you are worried about your gun, keep it empty and locked up. If you want it quick to hand, but fairly safe, just don't chamber a round until you need to use it.

I didn't look real close at the black rifles, but my memory says "Bushmaster." I don't really remember for sure. Also, I didn't spend a lot of time looking at the rifles, of which I would say they have at least 100. Oh yes, plenty of shotguns and shotgun shells for sale. Turkeys beware!

I dropped in the SW in Chattanooga today (July 2) just to see what was on hand. Rifles: lots and lots, black rifles, too. Handguns: A pretty broad selection, no sale prices. Only two GLOCKS left, a 9mm and a 40. Good selection of Sigs. One Taurus 1911, and a 24/7. A MilPro 9mm. Lots of revolvers. Ammo: nearly all gone. I found 2 boxes of Blazer Brass (9mm) at Hixson WM, and scooped them up. Conclusion: If you want a new handgun, they are out there. Carters and Silvers have a good selection, too. But ammo is harder to find.

I found this on the Christian Gun Owners Board... After living my full life-span, my time on earth came to the end. The first thing I remember is sitting on a bench in the waiting room of what I thought to be a court house. The doors opened and I was instructed to come in and have a seat by the defense table. As I looked around I saw the 'prosecutor.' He was a villainous looking gent who snarled as he stared at me.. He definitely was the most evil person I have ever seen. I sat down and looked to my left and there sat My Attorney, kind and gentle looking man whose appearance seemed so familiar to me, I felt I knew Him. The corner door flew open and there appeared the Judge in full flowing robes. He commanded an awesome presence as He moved across the room I couldn't take my eyes off Him. As He took His seat behind the bench, He said, 'Let us begin.' The prosecutor rose and said, 'My name is Satan and I am here to show you why this man belongs in hell.' He proceeded to tell of lies that I told, things that I stole, and In the past when I cheated others. Satan told of other horrible Perversions that were once in my life and the more he spoke, the further down in my seat I sank. I was so embarrassed that I couldn't look at anyone, even my own Attorney, as the Devil told of sins that even I had completely forgotten about. As upset as I was at Satan for telling all these things about me, I was equally upset at My Attorney who sat there silently not offering any form of defense at all. I know I had been guilty of those things, but I had done some good in my life - couldn't that at least equal out part of the harm I'd done? Satan finished with a fury and said, 'This man belongs in hell, he is guilty of all that I have charged and there is not a person who can prove otherwise.' When it was His turn, My Attorney first asked if He might approach the bench. The Judge allowed this over the strong objection of Satan, and beckoned Him to come forward. As He got up and started walking, I was able to see Him in His full splendor and majesty.. I realized why He seemed so familiar; this was Jesus representing me, my Lord and my Savior. He stopped at the bench and softly said to the Judge, 'Hi, Dad,' and then He turned to address the court. 'Satan was correct in saying that this man had sinned, I won't deny any of these allegations. And, yes, the wages of sin is death, and this man deserves to be punished.' Jesus took a deep breath and turned to His Father with outstretched arms and proclaimed, 'However, I died on the cross so that this person might have eternal life and he has accepted Me as his Savior, so he is Mine.' My Lord continued with, 'His name is written in the Book of Life, and no one can snatch him from Me. Satan still does not understand yet. This man is not to be given justice, but rather mercy.' As Jesus sat down, He quietly paused, looked at His Father and said, 'There is nothing else that needs to be done.' 'I've done it all.' The Judge lifted His mighty hand and slammed the gavel down. The following words bellowed from His lips.. 'This man is free. The penalty for him has already been paid in full. 'Case dismissed.' As my Lord led me away, I could hear Satan ranting and raving, 'I won't give up, I will win the next one.' I asked Jesus as He gave me my instructions where to go next, 'Have you ever lost a case?' Christ lovingly smiled and said,'Everyone that has come to Me and asked Me to represent them has received the same verdict as you, ~Paid In Full~'

Must have been those gold-plated ones.