Testicle-biting fish invading Denmark, authorities warn
Yes, they're spreading like butter on hot waffles, or Anthony Weiner on, well, whatever it is Anthony Weiner spreads himself on (yeech!). I believe it's only a matter of time until they're in the Caribbean, up the Mississippi, into the Great Lakes, stock ponds, public pools, the Detroit water supply, San Francisco Bay and, finally, in your bathtub. Am I the only person worried about this? Raw fear is spreading!
Anyway, am as ready as I'm likely to get for the Crimson Trace Midnight 3-Gun this week. Just got to pack the guns up tomorrow AM. Spent some time between recording chunks of the podcast dry-firing the Ruger SR-9 I used last year (and used in the IDPA Worlds). Wish I'd sent the Ruger off to Wayne Novak for a set of night sights like I truly meant to do last year, but hey, plans, best-laid, off to go astray, etc.
Interestingly enough, I just got a gun I ordered ages ago, a Ruger #1 Sporter in 45-70. It's a gun that I've lusted over for years and years. I considered it for Africa (the reason I finally ordered one), but opted instead for the Guide Rifle. Ruger only makes the 45-70s them sporadically, so I didn't cancel my order. I'm glad I didn't. It's a beautiful gun, and I look forward to spending some time shooting it. My love for the 45-70 begin when I was in high school and my father got a cut-down Trapdoor Springfield in trade fore something or other. He kept it as a wall-hanger, but I got the local gun store to order some 405-gr lead rounds and I shot the crap out of that old Trapdoor. I just loved the buck and roar out of that 16-inch barrel!