In 2016 I wrote a piece here that partially touched on the matter of range in warfare. [stderr]
In 2016 I wrote a piece here that partially touched on the matter of range in warfare. [stderr]
I’ve read a lot of histories of the ancient world, and it sounds like, actually, there’s always some new plague, or Mongols, or a bad harvest leading to starvation, fire, displacement, war.
“Kamala Harris calls for assault weapons ban.”
I had a minor blood occlusion in my brain, and my language use disintegrated. It was a very strange feeling – the structure of my sentences stopped matching my thoughts. I called 911.
I pulled up in the huge red truck, idling for a while, then finally tried to sneak out and get a picture of the frolick in progress.
What do you do, when someone posts something cool on facebook? Normally, my attitude is that facebook is just terminally uncool and nothing on it deserves to be linked here.
I thought I’d sell my old anvil and get a new one. The surface of the anvil was pretty pitted, and if I tried to forge down an edge, the steel often picked up the pits. Also: new anvils are pretty!
This is a sign I saw outside the grocery store where I usually get my stuff.
Fascists like to broadcast their intentions; it’s part of their “thing.”
When you form the tip of a japanese-style war-blade, you cut the steel at a 45-degree angle then hammer the back over to form the tip. Usually, the cut-off piece goes in the bin, but with oroshigane or tamahagane, the material is valuable enough that you can’t do that.