Lazarus Bocanegra

fixed it for white Jesus

your carriage awaits, muthafuckas!!!

Just finished S1 and really enjoyed it. Agree with the poster above that the only misstep was in casting Patton Oswalt as the raven. I took a JanTerm at Austin College in 1997 on Visual Storytelling. Somehow, the professor got Neil Gaiman to come and give a couple of lectures. I feel like he really took something away from that class

Gabrielle Carteris was just in We Own This City

I celebrate Candace Milllard's entire catalog. Currently enjoying the latest

they were abundant at the private seller tables at the last gun show I visited

in other news, I saw a sign go up announcing that the shithole property nextdoor to the carwash on Ella is going to be a carwash. Which is just down the street from another soon-to-be carwash, and across the street from where they tore down another carwash. Carwash is the new banks

just got on this train with a 2 year contract with Chariot at .065 expiring 7/1. Hatin it

the old Sinn 556 has shit the proverbial bed. Any recs for a repair shop in Houston? Has anyone sent one back to Sinn for servicing?

note how she changed the color of her hand emoji too. Whole thing was a riff on the myth of whiteness White Earnest talked about in S1.

If you had told me a year ago it would matter to me today, I’d have laughed. Now, 130 acres needing a fuckton of brush hogging later, and a 2011 kioti CK35 that is finally running again after being under repair for most of the last 8 months, here I am, supplicant to the throne of shaggy implement wisdom Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk

Dude on TGT took his listing down and stopped responding to texts so I went to the HCGA show this weekend with a fat pocket, looking for a .357, 4” barrel, fixed sights. I came upon this Dan Wesson 14-2 (c. 1980) and took it home with a couple boxes of shotshells, .38sp and .357. On the way out the door I spied a random holster on a table that fit like a glove, so I threw the ole chap $40 for it and left with money left in my pocket. Satisfied. Can’t wait to put some rounds down range this weekend. And here’s hoping I jump that big coyote again too. I’ll be quicker on the draw this time Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk

Took a long time to wrap my head around this one

there is iron in your words of death for all men to see

This guy is on TGT, I was wrong above. Would be a face to face. I thought about meeting up at Hot Wells in NW Houston, but I think an Academy would suffice. Worst part about it is I've been planning to hit up the gun show this weekend, but then this guy comes along with a post that pretty much ticks all my boxes, and I'm anxious not to let it get away. I've got half a mind to go ahead and buy it and take it to the gun show and see if there's a deal to be made.

I'm in the market for a pistol and I found a private party seller locally that has one on the internets. So far, seller seems legit but only has 1 listing on GB, member since 2013. Beyond a bill of sale, a heightened sense of awareness, and a public meeting space, does anyone have any recommendations on best practices for not getting robbed and/or murdered?

In case your tickets are at will-call, you'll be looking for the Taquilla, not as we wabs found out at the old estadio, a "ventana de boletos"

If I could get $10,000 for my Marlin 336 I might actually part with it

you left out drone footage of cars. I'm still pumped for it though

A seminal moment in my bbq education. Bringing a headlamp was the best decision I could have made. Captain Stabby just had me follow him around all night peering the light over his shoulder when he'd check the meats and fires. And poor Wes, he'd just bought the Pappa Charlie's trailer and that thing was spic and span. Then John said go and within the blink of an eye there was so much salt and pepper thrown around that place there's probably still pieces of cracked pepper wedged it the joints of the sheet metal. Last saw him a few years ago at Black Box. I said hello from the next table. He said "WHY ARE YOU SHOUTING" RIP Legend. Thanks for not stabbing my father in law

I pretty much decided this weekend that's what's coming. Only problem is that we're really only out there 1-2 days at a stretch. So far, my schedule has me getting to Whitsett after dark on Friday, leaving Sunday afternoon. With that, I'm either running snares in the dark on Friday, or only trapping Saturday night. I know fuck all about snaring coyotes, but if I get to learn it as part of developing the wildlife management plan, that's a win for me, a win for the land, and hopefully a loss for the 'yotes. Thermal is in the works for me. A couple of my partners already have thermal setups but I haven't gotten to try them out yet. I'm making plans to invest in a decent rig next year. I've been doing some research lately. Will probably go thermal, as we've got flare stacks on three sides near us that throw quite a bit of ambient light that would probably mess with NV. Even then, our place is almost entirely senderos with little open field, so even with thermal I suspect it will be challenging to get clean shots. I suspect it may come down to shoot pig -> leave pig in field -> shoot coyotes that come to eat pig.

Was out on the property with Mrs. Laz weekend before last. We've had a renegade buckin bull from next door who got through the fence on the property for about a month now. At first, it was a cool novelty but it's quickly becoming apparent he needs to be returned to his rightful owner at the earliest opportunity. I'm actually curious how many hands that will take to accomplish. In addition to the ankle-breaker footprints he's leaving all over the place, he pretty much makes his own path through the interior brush. A little bit of that is a good thing as it gives us some access that we'd otherwise have to bushwhack, but I suspect it has also given the coyotes better access too. In that regards, we saw a ton of coyote scat, and jumped one on the perimeter road on our first night. Had it dead to rights at about 15 yards, but I was driving and couldn't get my rifle readied before he took off. I reckon I'll never have an easier shot on a fawn killer. Then, Saturday morning, we were sitting in the blind at sunrise with the windows open when a coyote started howling and all of a sudden, the entire countryside erupted in howls. Sounded like dozens. It was pretty awesome, but it also convinced me immediately that pigs aren't going to be our biggest problem.

Thanks, man. Got very lucky with the timing of the purchase. Place was pretty trashed up by the goat farmers we bought it from, and in a few short months we've really turned the place around. This first season should be a big learning experience for us. None of us have any experience in brush country. My partners' old place was out near Brady, so a totally different world. Recently found out the previous owners were pretty much hated by everyone in the surrounding area because they'd shoot everything that moved. We're trying to get the word out that there's new management in town... We are on 99 due north of Choke Canyon in the NW of the County, close to where McMullen, Live Oak, and Atascosa Counties meet

nice catch. Sure looks like it. Probably the same thing cut Omar's face took the doe's ear.

Was out before sunrise last weekend walking the senderos on our property in Live Oak County, Texas. We bought it back in May and are going to be converting to Wildlife Management in the coming year. We've put a bunch of work into already. Cleared about 10 acres of brush over the summer, and have supplemental feeding underway. Right now, we only have one blind for 128 acs, that sits at the intersection of five senderos and has feeders to the north, south, and west. I threw a bunch of corn on the roads Saturday afternoon. Sunday morning, I took the circuitous route to the blind, and there was a big javelina at the end of the Sendero to the north. I climbed into the blind and watched it for a while before it took off into the brush to the east. I got out to check the timer on the north feeder because it didn't go off, and noticed another javelina down further to the north. I crept pretty slowly as he munched his way towards me and got to within about 10 yards before he noticed me. I kept thinking each shutter click would be the one to send him scurrying, but he stuck around for a little while and let me get some shots before he took off into the brush to the west. I'd really like to know what cut his face. I am going to call him Omar from now on. Our place is basically a rectangle that has slight ridge that runs along the western third. After the javeIina encounter, I continued on down to the north road and turned towards the west. From where I was, you walk up the eastern slope of the ridge, which is probably about 50' or so in elevation. As I crest the top of the ridge, I come upon two doe with their fawns. They spot me but stick around long enough for me to get a couple snaps, when out of the brush to my left, yet another javelina comes into frame before it spots me and darts under the fence to the neighboring property. I walk down to the northwest corner, and for some reason I put my camera in my hip bag and zipped it. Just as I turn the corner, I come face to face with a nice little buck eating road corn with a couple of does no more than 15 yards away. We both freeze. At this point. I've got no choice but to make a move to unzip my camera back, and as soon as I do, he darts off into the brush to my left. One of the does stuck around, so I figure I might as well get a shot of her now that I've got the camera out. I set up on her, and as soon as I take the first pic, the buck springs out of the brush, takes one step, and leaps the fence to the western neighbor's property. I got two clicks off before he was gone. All told, a good morning. I can't wait to get back out there.