Ground Up, As In Ground Beef, Day...

…I am somewhat desperately trying to shake a nasty case of ebola I seem to have picked up at the dentist's office. Short story, I had a root canal a week and a half ago in anticipation of an impending trip out of the country. Easiest root canal a ever had…bing…bang…boom and out. And it steadily hurt worse and worse as the week progressed. Soooooooooooooo I go back and they say, surprise, you have a budding infection! Gee, I've gone through this before. So, the doc says, here's some penicillin and a pain killer that works so poorly it doesn't actually, you know, block pain but you can't sell it to junkies on the street in Denver!  Rats…there goes my plans for the evening…and penicillin…I'm surprised they didn't ask me to lick a moldy piece of bread.

Predictably, the infection really starts rocking and rolling. I get back into town after a few days of sitting up in bed all night eating Advil and hating Bill O'Reilly, get another appointment and, wow again, I'm a wreck, jaw swollen, big pain, etc. So they refer me to a specialist, give me nuclear antibiotics and few enough Percocet that I can't become some discount version of Walter White peddling pills on the streets of Ft. Collins to university students trying to recover from the microaggression of seeing a picture Confederate flag on the roof of "The Dukes of Hazzard's" General Lee while surfing the Internet looking for recipes General Lee's Crispy Chicken.

Cover your eyes, Special Snowflakes!

Anyway, the nuclear antibiotics make me sick but seem to have squelched the roaring infection…sort of trading a headache for an upset stomach, so to speak. I rallied enough this afternoon to spend some time refining the zero on my Scout rifle. I'm not totally happy happy happy with the 150-gr Superformance GMXs…the groups are okay, but not the absolute laser beams the 168-gr Superformance A-Maxes are out of that rifle. Maybe it's me.

I am, however, absolutely blown away by the new Ruger Redhawk .45 ACP/.45 Colt. 4.2-inch blaster. I picked mine up today and can't wait to wring it out. Here's the first part of Ed Head's report on DRTV, along with one of Ed's pixs:

This gun segues perfectly into my rebirth of interest in big bore revolvers. As you guys know I've been routinely carrying and shooting the Talo 2.75 inch .44 Magnum Redhawk as my EDC here at the Bunker…I left it with Hamilton Bowen for a tune-up, BTW. I really like the idea of shooting an ICORE match with the big Ruger. Ken Jorgensen and I did a GUNSITE revolver class with the 4-inch .44 Redhawks shooting .44 Specials…it was big fun, like shooting a really heavy, very accurate stapler. Since I've shot a .44 Special with moon clips in an IRC, I've got the experience. In fact, there should be a special class, "S-Class," for stupid.

I've got to fish out my Blade-Tech Dropped Offset for the 4-inch Redghawk and see if the new 4.2 inch-er will fit (something about Canadian laws dictated the barrel length).

Still, it's kinda neat to have a revolver capable of running .45 ACP or the incredible variation of .45 Colt loads. Ashley Emerson had some 365-gr .45 Colt loads @ 1250 fps…that ought do it.

Plus, I finally got everything I need to finish my .300 Blackout pistol, adding a DoubleStar lower to the AAC upper.

BTW BTW, congrats to the hundreds of thousands of New Yorkers who have giving the big ole "You're Numbah One" middle finger salute to Andrew Cuomo's Safe Act…some 23,000 New Yorkers have registers around 45,000 of the estimated 1 million "assault weapons" in that state. Color me surprised…not.