Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Perfect.

Public Service Announcements...


  • Helpful hints for being a customer of gunsmithing services, as well as tips for being a good provider of gunsmithing services as a small FFL. I've worked in four retail gun shops: Three had a mill and a lathe and at least one guy with a diploma from a real gunsmithing college in the back room, while the first was a pawn shop that had a part time gun plumber who swung through on Mondays and Thursdays to pick up and drop off work. Don't oversell your shop's abilities, and when it comes to turnaround times, underpromise and overdeliver. Weaponsman has a good post and it's worth reading and digesting in its entirety.

  • At last Saturday's bowling pin match, there was one shooter who brought his teenage son and a sprinkling of guys in their late twenties or early thirties, but I'd say that I was comfortably in the bottom half of the age demographic and I'm dangerously close to having to throw away my first AARP mailer. Some of this is that it's not a cheap hobby and requires time, cash, and personal mobility, which are three things that are often not had at the same time in one's early twenties. I remember long stretches where I had plenty of free time, but no money, while my friends who were making the money had no free time. Still, like Kevin and Caleb are always pointing out, the Call of Duty generation is full of easy converts to the shooting sports. Keep recruiting.

Wikitabs...

I normally keep three tabs in my browser window dedicated to Wikipedia links for educational reading or future blog post fodder. Somehow I currently have four.
Now I can close one.
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Monday, July 27, 2015

QotD: Grilling Bears Edition...

"In the end, regardless of what you think you might have learned via osmosis from TV, if you haven’t actually built a shelter from scratch, gathered wild food, butchered a critter, and drunk water you sanitized yourself, you haven’t yet graduated survival kindergarten."
Word up. I've spent enough time in the woods to know I'm an unhappy camper.
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Automotif C...

Hello...

Hello again...

Heartbeat City...

1970 Dodge Dart Swinger 340.
Seen while walking along the Monon Trail to Public Greens yesterday...

(Yes, I know the car on the Heartbeat City album cover was a Duster. It's still the first thing that came to mind. Work with me here.)
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1700

Bobbi and I went to Eagle Creek for a bit of shooty goodness yesterday. I brought the P320 along and fired the last hundred rounds of that lot of WPA 115gr FMJ through it. There were no malfunctions of any kind to report.

This brings the total to 1700 rounds fired with one failure to feed (#978) and three suspect primers (#903, #1323, #1495). The firearm has not been cleaned or lubricated in any way.
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Sunday, July 26, 2015

Automotif XCIX...

Riding in the passenger seat of Bobbi's car from the range to Public Greens for lunch today, I caught a glimpse of something interesting in a local service station parking lot.

After we got home, I grabbed the D1X, hopped on the bicycle and pedaled back there. It was a 1960 Chevrolet Bel Air. Pretty cool ride.
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1600

Friday saw 100 rounds of CCI Blazer 115gr FMJ go downrange through the P320 with no malfunctions of any type.

This brings the total to 1600 rounds fired with one failure to feed (#978) and three suspect primers (#903, #1323, #1495). The firearm has not been cleaned or lubricated in any way.
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Saturday, July 25, 2015

Bowling Them Over...

These pins have no idea what's about to hit them.
How I spent my Saturday morning...

What appears to be a "pinto" Model 25 Smith: Blued-steel .45ACP N-frame with a stainless cylinder.


Optically-sighted Glock gets an extra pin, for a total of six. Because it's a nine, they're set halfway back on the table. His opponent, shooting a 5-shot J-frame snubbie, only had three pins to clear.

Makin' major with a .45ACP Smith M&P.


Heh.

"In San Bernardino, plain clothes officers stood on highway off-ramps earlier this week holding cardboard signs that read “I am NOT homeless. SB Police looking for seatbelt/cell phone violations.” Unassuming drivers likely didn’t take notice and kept on texting or playing Candy Crush."
I would absolutely roll my window down and try and give the dude a dollar, just to see what happened.
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Automotif XCVIII...

Seen in the same McDonald's parking lot as the Impala...

...a 1964 Chevrolet Corvair coupe.

Such a tidy-looking little car. Well, "little" for a 1960s Detroit value of "little". Still... Eff Nader.
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Friday, July 24, 2015

Never sleep with the TV on.

I woke up in the middle of the Today show the other day, surfacing into daylight from an incredibly detailed dream where I'd been picked up from EWR and driven into Manhattan and my cabbie was Al Roker.

I expressed a little surprise at this, and Al assured me that it was just a part time gig he had between TV weatherpersoning hours, because he liked meeting people and liked driving around New York City. Dream Al Roker was a pretty likeable guy. I have no clue about real Al Roker, but he seems to fake it okay.

I made sure to get his autograph on the back of one of my boarding passes because for some reason I was sure that dream Bobbi would want one.
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...and that's all I've got to say about that.

The douchebag should have gotten one or two shots off before someone in the row behind him casually plugged him in the back of his grape.

These weirdos are gonna weirdo until it becomes painfully obvious that any attempt to do something like this means nothing but a swift and ignominious dispatching by your intended victims and a footnote in the crime blotter on page twelve.
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Thursday, July 23, 2015

Wow!

Dramatic IR photos of the last flying Avro Vulcan strategic bomber, which is headed for the museum for the final time this September.
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Multitasking.

The guy covering down the hallway (black vest) maintains physical contact with the guy opening the door (blue vest), so that he can feel when his partner opens the door and rolls in...
Standing flat-footed and shooting a target is not really a super-complicated task once you get the hang of it. Sure, being extremely precise can demand a great deal of focus, but just plunking an A-zone or a bowling pin at twenty-one feet is not like performing rocket surgery.

In the action pistol sports, there's a joke that goes "Instant Idiot: Just add timer." Similarly, on the tactical side of things, Pat Rogers likes to say that putting a loaded gun in somebody's hand robs them of ten IQ points.

Part of the reason for practicing shooting and gun handling so that it reaches a certain level of automaticity is that running a stage or going through a shoot house (or having to use your gat for reals) is not just a shooting exercise, it is problem-solving with a gun in your hand. The more conscious mental "processor cycles" you have to put into running the gun, the fewer processor cycles you have to deal with not only the unknown or unexpected, but simply routine tasks like walking from Point A to Point B without setting yourself or anybody else on fire.

...and can then roll in behind him. He needs his brain power for watching which way his partner goes, as well as processing what's in front of his eyes.
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Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Compare and contrast...

Canon AE-1 Program, 50mm f/1.8, Kodak BW400CN.

Nikon P7000, in monochrome mode at ISO 400, with the yellow filter effect turned on.

Automotif XCVII...

There was a little car show going down in Alliance, Ohio on Sunday morning, and this dude was on his way there.

Those fins, doe. There're a lot of legends about the amount of rear end lift that particular styling cue caused at high speeds.
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