Recession humor:
How do you get an investment banker off your porch?
Pay him for the pizza.
This also works for lawyers.
I just finished a fun 24 hours wearing a blood pressure monitor...sort of like having an annoying pet always pulling at your arm. There doesn't seem to be that much wrong with me, but it still puzzles the cardiologist...and puzzling a cardiologist is a good way to guarantee that you hit your insurance maximum out-of-pocket for the year.
My blood chemistry is great; last year they ran a television camera into my veins (arteries?) and concluded I have 'insignificant blockage;" I exercise pretty much every day and eat a healthy diet (sigh); yet my blood pressure is still on the slightly high side and my weight refuses to drop.
Unfortunately, since we're integrated systems, it all ties into my blown knees. I used to keep my blood pressure low (and my weight down) by running a lot. I am now paying the physiological price for decades of worn out sneakers...am told I need new knees, but prudence demands I stall for as long as I can. Celebrex works on the pain, but raises my blood pressure. Am presently getting hideous recombinant DNA sludge injected into both knees, as industrial hard chroming apparently requires some disassembly. The goal is to be running, at least at a 5K level, by spring. One never knows, does one.
This comes on the heels of a pet medical emergency on Sunday, when Bishop, my green-winged macaw, managed to but the tip off her beak. A big blood vessel runs through a parrots beak, so she began bleeding like the proverbial stuck hog. We couldn't stop the bleeding — and birds don't have all that much blood to begin with — so she had to be rushed to an emergency avian vet. She's fine, but sluggish from the blood loss, so she's headed to the top avian specialist in the area for a full work up.
The net result of all this whining is that blogging has definitely been given short shrift...
Para GI Expert
In Gun World...as I mentioned on the podcast this AM, I'm [b][i]de-evolving[/i][/b] the
Para GI Expert I plan to shoot in the
End of Trail Wild Bunch match in New Mexico in June. Wild Bunch shooting has 2 classes, Traditional and Modern, and the GI Expert falls easily into the Modern category, which allows bells and whistles. I thought it'd be cool. however, to make the GI Expert over into a WW1/WW2 version.
Old (but nice) GI Warhorse 1911
That means a spur hammer, appropriate grip safety, nubby safety, arched mainspring housing with lanyard ring, short steel trigger and diamond pattern walnut grips (could have gone plastic, but though the retro wood was nicer). All the parts are available from
Sarco for kibbles and bits(although Sarco must be the last people on earth to implement Internet ordering!). I'm keeping the Para fixed sights, but I'll probably black out the white dots.
I'm also replacing the Para recoil spring plug with one of the new mil-specs from
Cylinder & Slide. Essentially, Bill Laughridge reinvented the wheel. Old recoil spring plugs had a flange on the front so the recoil spring could be wound onto the plug...preventing the dread "plug launch" (I have dents in the ceiling fo the gun room). The GI Expert already has the plain old GI recoil spring set-up...no recoil guide rod, no buffers, nothing that JB didn't want in the system.
There is, of course, no reason, especially
tactical, for this project, just as —
and I hate to be the one to tell you this — there hasn't been any reason other than cosmetics for most of the 1911 modifications since, say, 1983. When you get beyond ejection/extraction issues, hi-viz sights and maybe the beavertail, it's all
racing stripes and bigger tailfins. I'd probably exempt
Wayne Novak's "The Answer" mainspring housing from the tailfin category, as it does away with that excreble
bane-of-girlman-hands grip safety.
And yes, I could have bought one of the "modern" GI 1911 —
Colt,
Springfield,
Auto-Ordnance,
EMF (not up on the website yet), or wait for
Legacy Sports to start bringing in the Chiappa Italian 1911 I handled behind the curtains at SHOT (especially the rumored Evlil Roy version). If I had hit the lottery, I'd be on the phone to
Doug Donnelly at U. S. Firearms for one of their heartbreakingly beautiful, exquisitely machined
Military Models (left).
$1895 MSRP, but just about as beautiful as they come.
Unfortunately, between my knee, my heart and my parrot, I need to win the lottery just to hit my insurance deductibles.
What's funny here is that the Glock-sters are going,
what on earth is all the fuss? They all look alike anyway. Glocks, on the other hand, are
infinitely diverse!