Haven't been blogging because I've been dealing with vast quantities of steaming brown stuff as the new Secret Hidden Bunker moves along. It's a simple case of throwing more money at EVERYTHING. Budgets? We don't need no stinkin' budgets! We just go back to the Bank of Mike and hit the ATM! Rant rant! Rave rave! Whine whine! Bitch bitch!
Okay, I'm over it. I do suggest that if you're thinking of building a house, particularly a non-standard type of house not in a subdivision, find a sturdy piece of rope, step into your bathroom and hang yourself. It'll be over quicker, and you'll thank me for it in the end.
I am thinking of heading down to the freezing gun room long enough to reload enough cowboy rounds for tomorrow's match. I haven't shot any kind of match in ages and ages, the result of fickle weather and my brutal end-of-the-year travel schedule. I can barely remember how they work.
BTW, I was reading Paul Barrett's piece on the SHOT Show, and more and more the Glock book author shows his true colors:
A company called Lancer, for example, “introduced a stock capable of holding two ammunition magazines, although only one can be loaded at a time,” Terrill reports. I don’t know who needs a rifle holding two magazines when you can easily carry a spare on your belt or in a pocket, but there you are. Gun-control advocates aren’t going to be happy about this innovation, I predict.
Remember, Paul works for Bloomberg and told me that he thought his boss was a great boss and an honest man. You do the math. Of course Barrett also believes his good friend Ritchie Feldman's contention that many people in the industry are secretly pulling for a Hillary Clinton victory so they can benefit from another sales bubble. LOL! So stupid it's not even worth refuting. My favorite Feldman-ism (at least as I remember it) was when he went on a major gun forum and stated that I didn't exist, but was rather a compilation of a group of Washington antigun advocates who created me as an agent provocateur, or something like that.
You'd think they could have at least CGI'ed me to look like Darth Vader, or at least Chris Costa. After the last few days of dealing with the New Improved Bunker, I wish I didn't exist!