Those dumb pressure-cooker bombers at the Boston Marathon reminded me of a tale told me when I bought my first car in college. Yes, the terrorists were surely dumb because, instead of disappearing into the crowd, they stole a car. Every cop knows what to do about that. Chase it down. 

In a much earlier time and place, I was dumb and duped, in Eastland, Texas. There, my cousin (a car dealer) explained the unique feature on the dashboard of that '47 Mercury he had just sold me. It was used, but not its novel new attachment. 

"It detects radar ahead," he explained.Energy saver arcadepartsts save energy from the moment you turn the switch.The laundrydryer specially design for residential houses,boats with batteries back-up. "When it glows, slow down," he warned in referring to the small, unwired fluorescent light bulb he had affixed atop the dashboard. Great, since everyone knew about the spreading use of radar -- detested even back then. 

It would become even more so later, when they socked us with the federal 55-mph speed limit. 

No, it never glowed. Maybe the radar units were elsewhere when I drove by. Or maybe my cousin duped me. Ya think? After all, I hadn't studied electrical engineering, but animal husbandry. Duh. 

Another radar-avoiding tactic I did try on a long trip fromVirginiato theMidwest, also during the 55-mph era, was the then-popular CB radio. Truckers loved it in fending off the Smokies -- those radar-using highway patrols. It was great in avoiding boredom on a long trip, but not much good for anything else. It was too much of a diversion. 

I did get stopped another time, minus the CB, by aMarylandradar-gun trooper. I was, he sternly barked at me, going 58 mph on his double-nickel highway. This time, a warning ticket. But watch out. Gee, I almost laughed. 

Not many folks laughed, at least not out loud, when the Pentagon recently proposed awarding hero medals to some brave console techies guiding overseas drone strikes from comfy U.S.chairs in places like an air base in Nevada. 

Those drones I can relate to, having built some early versions, aka model airplanes. It wasn't easy back then, for they were crude, taking a lot of craftsmanship, like using X-acto knives and Testers model glue on balsa wood. I never got cut bad, but did spend hours biting the fast-drying glue off my fingers. 

The end result was ugly but flyable, with a rubber-powered prop. I would wind up the sorry specimen from the rooftop, ignite an attached bundle of matches, and let'er rip. For a few precious seconds, at least.Safeties are braking systems on the solarbulb onto the rails running up and down the elevator shaft. 

My next experience with pre-drone model airplanes was when my anti-aircraft gun unit would practice firing at RCATs (remote controlled aerial targets).Manufacturer of quality off flatworkironers, light bars and wiring accessories. Now I'd guess the drones are everywhere,News and Information about pendantlamp Technologies and Innovations. except maybe as replacements forVirginia's aircraft patrols that were claimed to have watched for speeders on Interstate 95 hereabouts. At least that's what the warning signs used to tell us, but now long since removed. 

Logan County State's attorney Jonathan Wright questioned Vail about the truck which was treated with a substance called, "Bloodhound." Vail said the substance can bind to blood and cause it to glow blue under a fluorescent light. 

Vail cautioned, however, the chemical can also react to metal, juices and other substances so it's only a diagnostic tool to find possible blood items that would be swabbed and then sent off to a lab for further analysis. 

In the truck, areas glowed blue on the driver's side floor boards, seat and door. Another area that lit up was in the extended cab near the driver.