The snow is creeping up the sides of my Sweetie's Mini, and I expect by tomorrow it'll be just another lump in the snow. Ah, spring in the Rockies!
It took the entire day to do the podcast, and I'm afraid it might have been overcome by events from Boston. I'll decide tomorrow whether I'm going to let it ride or not. It took so long because somehow I managed to pull a muscle in my...groin...and it hurts big time. Whine...cry...bitch...I'm pathetic. The thought of clearing the driveway is hellish...hellish, I tell you!
I did a lime-based margarita with Corazon Blanco...very...limey...good, but limey...for Margarita Monday. I tried to watch a new sic-fi series on SyFy, but it bored me in the first 10 minutes. I ordered some stuff from Blue Force Gear.
I'll spend my snowed-in tomorrow writing script for GUN STORIES. The Internet is coming and going, and I figure the power will go out tonight. Might get lucky, but heavy spring snow is a bear on power lines. Tomorrow might be an instant coffee morning, boiling water on the non-electric stove. If the electricity holds up, I'm going to do a run of .44 Russian with Trail Boss powder in the perhaps vain hope of doing another cowboy match this weekend, when it's supposed to be 60 degrees (and mud up to my butt). After a quick survey of the gun room all I have are the superb LaserCast 240-gr RNFP, which I've used forever in .44 Magnum medium range loads, so that'll have to be it for the Russians.
BTW, I got a wonderful note from my friend Hamilton Bowen after I bemoaned the fact that, after taxes, my custom gun repository was sadly depleted...maybe a .50 Special Redhawk (similar to the .50 AE above) isn't completely out of reach!!!