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Sunday, April 11, 2010
Ooh, my poor head...
I don't know what triggered it, but I am sporting a headache that feels like someone whacked me on the head with an axe handle and then gave me a love tap with the other end of the axe for good measure.
Have you had enough water and coffee? When distracted by bright shiny brass and booming things as a motivator to be up and moving, you have to watch for dehydration headaches, and caffeine withdrawal headaches.
It sounds like pollen. I don't know about E. Tenn, but 600 miles south by southwest it is six weeks late and by far the worst I have seen is 60 years of continuous residence.
I am usually unaffected, but this is enough to physically plug my sinuses. Oh, for spring on the high plains!
Fired an IHMSA silhouette match one day with my 10" Wichita handcannon. Towards the end I got all loopy and had a major pain in the brainpan. My own shooting partner spelled it out for me: "You got a concussion from your own gun, dumbass!"
Didn't you just return from Knob Creek, where money was converted by the pallet-load into noise and skull-flexing shockwaves?
BTW, check yer PMs at TFL. La Machina is ready to ship, but I want to make sure somebody's there to take receipt from the nice man driving the Big Brown Van of Happiness.
Couldn't be noise could it.
ReplyDeleteYou might try Claritin.
Tam, you need to eat more dirt:
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Maybe a nascent brain tumour.
ReplyDeleteI blame lead and cordite fumes.... But what a wonderful way to get a headache!
ReplyDeleteHave you had enough water and coffee? When distracted by bright shiny brass and booming things as a motivator to be up and moving, you have to watch for dehydration headaches, and caffeine withdrawal headaches.
ReplyDeleteAlso, make sure you eat enough!
...I sound like my mother.
It sounds like pollen. I don't know about E. Tenn, but 600 miles south by southwest it is six weeks late and by far the worst I have seen is 60 years of continuous residence.
ReplyDeleteI am usually unaffected, but this is enough to physically plug my sinuses. Oh, for spring on the high plains!
Stranger
welcome spring!!!
ReplyDeleteMine is due to cordite fumes and the mope who brought a S&W 500 PLUS a Glock 10mm to an indoor range while I was RSO-ing. Damn thumpers.
ReplyDeleteFired an IHMSA silhouette match one day with my 10" Wichita handcannon. Towards the end I got all loopy and had a major pain in the brainpan. My own shooting partner spelled it out for me: "You got a concussion from your own gun, dumbass!"
ReplyDeleteDidn't you just return from Knob Creek, where money was converted by the pallet-load into noise and skull-flexing shockwaves?
BTW, check yer PMs at TFL. La Machina is ready to ship, but I want to make sure somebody's there to take receipt from the nice man driving the Big Brown Van of Happiness.