...except when it is.
One such case would be if you are a foreign student found wandering around snapping pictures of the antenna farms of an interagency intelligence facility located on a Naval Air Station. Especially if you'd walked past a bunch of fences and "KEEP OUT: THIS MEANS YOU" signs to get there.
That's the sort of behavior that tends to get teh feds a little bit spun up.
Obligatory "Reefer Madness"-grade video about the facility's main gig, supporting the War on (Some) Drugs, below. Presumably they're also making sure those tricksy Cubans aren't fixin' to invade or anything.
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Tuesday, February 12, 2019
Monday, February 11, 2019
Spoiler Alert: It's the latter...
It amazes me how many people responded to my @ShootingIllustr column on WMLs with "Well, they don't substitute for a handheld!" or "Only with training in proper use!"— Tamara K. (@TamSlick) February 11, 2019
It's like I wrote the 4th & 5th paragraphs in vain. Or maybe they didn't actually read it.
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Gun School,
Idjits,
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Icy Night
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| Rebel T1i |
Having had a pretty substantial brunch with Shootin' Buddy, I just had the Buffalo chicken bites appetizer and a gin gimlet for dessert.
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| iPhone 7 Plus |
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| Rebel T1i |
The 40D is actually older than the T1i, with a 10.1mp APS-C sensor using the DIGIC III processor versus the Rebel's 15mp/DIGIC 4 setup. However it's also a prosumer body, which is more rugged and weather-resistant and features a number of other features, like a top-panel LCD and the distinctive Canon control wheel on the rear of the body.
They're available used from Amazon sellers as cheap as $99 right now, and I actually got this one for $79 shipped from KEH back in November with a Black Friday sales code.
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Sunday, February 10, 2019
It's true.
People downloaded ASCII porn unironically. https://t.co/68eDJUQeDI— Tamara K. (@TamSlick) February 10, 2019
Saturday, February 09, 2019
Battleground State
Illinois gun owners had fought hard for years and made hellacious headway in the battle to get CCW and at least a measure of preemption passed, so it's especially painful to see all that hard work threatened by their new Future License Plate Craftsman in Springfield, J.B. Pritzker.
The war never ends.
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The war never ends.
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I feel like this was a William Gibson plot...
Just think: You lived to see the era where supermarket tabloids pick fights with dudes who have their own space programs!#BezosBlackmail #CyberpunkisNow— Tamara K. (@TamSlick) February 9, 2019
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News,
SF,
space
"Publish and be damned!"
The post title is the famous retort of the Duke of Wellington when a publisher offered to leave him out of the salacious memoirs of a courtesan in exchange for a healthy sum of cash.
Similarly, Jeff Bezos seems to have correctly divined that the average American in 2018 has a lot less of a problem with the idea of consenting adults texting each other dick pics or bobs and vagene than they do about a tabloid surreptitiously getting ahold of said communications and attempting to use them for blackmail purposes.
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Similarly, Jeff Bezos seems to have correctly divined that the average American in 2018 has a lot less of a problem with the idea of consenting adults texting each other dick pics or bobs and vagene than they do about a tabloid surreptitiously getting ahold of said communications and attempting to use them for blackmail purposes.
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Friday, February 08, 2019
Serious Blasphemy
"Through the grapevine has come a hint that the designated hitter may become a universal reality in Major League Baseball in the not-too-distant future.As of right now, the National League is the only remaining holdout of Real Baseball, which clearly states in Rule 1.01 that "Baseball is a game between two teams of nine players each", not "nine players plus a designated hitter".
Hurry up. Oh, for the love of David Ortiz, Edgar Martinez and Frank Thomas, please hurry up."
Once the Designated Hitter appears in the National League, can the final gasps of the republic be far behind?
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Baseball
19°F on the banks of Eagle Creek...
Cold enough at the range that I was loading a mag in the car, hopping out & shooting a 10rd chrono string, recording data, and hopping back in car to reload the mag for the next string.— Tamara K. (@TamSlick) February 8, 2019
Trying different glass...
While inexpensive for a full frame zoom lens with that range, the 28-200mm f/3.5-5.6 USM was disappointing. Not very sharp, lots of chromatic aberration.
Yesterday I swapped another old lens onto the T1i, the EF 28-135mm f/3.5-5.6 IS USM. While nominally the same aperture range, the better glass and Image Stabilization make a big difference in sharpness.
Yesterday I swapped another old lens onto the T1i, the EF 28-135mm f/3.5-5.6 IS USM. While nominally the same aperture range, the better glass and Image Stabilization make a big difference in sharpness.
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pickcher takin'
Straw Gun Training
From an older post at Gun Culture 2.0:
Looking over that list and discarding all the various legal and medical and other classroom stuff and limiting it to only life-fire range classes, I count fifteen different trainers/schools since 2008. And those fifteen come from a wide variety of backgrounds: LE, .mil, private citizens...
I have yet to encounter anything I'd describe as "fancy drills" or "running around doing GI Joe stuff". I've certainly never attended a class where the basics of marksmanship were not stressed. In fact, in most classes I've taken, marksmanship was not just stressed but scored and graded and the best shooters were usually recognized in some way.
Maybe I'm attending the wrong classes?
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"...Keller argues for a combat proven approach to training that focuses on the constants of gunfighting. The post-9/11 essence of gun training is spending time on a square range mastering the basic techniques that apply in every gunfight: getting the gun up, getting sight picture, and pulling the trigger.Now, I'll readily admit that I've avoided a couple of the more... notorious? internet famous? ...trainers, but at this point my training resume is pretty varied. Since this stuff is usually for work (and could quite possibly come up if I ever actually have to defend myself), I keep a spreadsheet documenting my training hours.
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[Y]et, he observes, many of his peers who have the same operational experience do not train in this manner. Instead, they are “getting wrapped up in the whole wooing the customer thing, with the fancy drills and the running around doing the GI Joe stuff. Some of the guys that do have experience are teaching that stuff but it’s because they know that’s what sells.”"
Looking over that list and discarding all the various legal and medical and other classroom stuff and limiting it to only life-fire range classes, I count fifteen different trainers/schools since 2008. And those fifteen come from a wide variety of backgrounds: LE, .mil, private citizens...
I have yet to encounter anything I'd describe as "fancy drills" or "running around doing GI Joe stuff". I've certainly never attended a class where the basics of marksmanship were not stressed. In fact, in most classes I've taken, marksmanship was not just stressed but scored and graded and the best shooters were usually recognized in some way.
Maybe I'm attending the wrong classes?
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Thursday, February 07, 2019
You know what they say about opinions...
From the WML column, Marlon Rando has an opinion!
Well, I believe I will consider the opinions of dudes like Darryl Bolke and Chuck Haggard over Rando Calrissian and his fifty-year-old shoes.
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Well, I believe I will consider the opinions of dudes like Darryl Bolke and Chuck Haggard over Rando Calrissian and his fifty-year-old shoes.
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Gear Ho',
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Tab Clearing...
For those who aren’t quite sure why these media layoffs keep happening, or think “it’s the internet!” or “people don’t pay to subscribe,” there’s a lot more going on. Though that is part of that. Here’s a cliffs notes version - not exhaustive but it hits the highlights:— Jeremy Littau (@JeremyLittau) January 24, 2019
Meanwhile, in American-Occupied America...
Via the NRA-ILA, Indiana pro-RKBA bills advance out of committee...
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House Bill 1284, sponsored by Representative Jim Lucas (R-69), passed from the House Committee on Judiciary by a vote of 9-2. It would provide immunity for a justified use of force in certain instances to help prevent frivolous lawsuits. Victims of violent crime shouldn’t be subjected to unnecessary civil suits, therefore being victimized twice. This bill would also require a court to award, in certain instances, reasonable attorney's fees if it determines a suit was brought unjustly, helping to prevent financial ruin for individuals protecting themselves and others.
House Bill 1643, sponsored by Representative Ben Smaltz (R-52), passed from the House Committee on Public Policy by a vote of 12-0. It would increase the duration of a 4-year License to Carry a Handgun (LTCH) to five years and also eliminate the fee. In addition, it would allow gun owners greater ability to carry a firearm for self-defense in houses of worship, while respecting private property owner rights.Contact your state legiscritters, Hoosiers.
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A systemic failure...
I thought regressive taxes that made it harder for low income people to exercise civil rights were a bad thing?
There is a systemic failure to get folks to understand that the Second Amendment is enshrining a basic civil right, the right to defense... defense of self, community, and nation ...by ensuring that the people have adequate access to the proper tools for that defense.
You'd never see someone putting an op-ed in a national outlet asking if we love the right to a trial by jury or the right to be protected against cruel and unusual punishment more than we love our kids.
"Oh, but people misuse their right to keep and bear arms!"
Hey, I'm pretty sure a lot of people on the Left think that a significant portion of the electorate misused their right to vote in 2016, and I don't see hair-shirted op-eds talking about reasonable restrictions on that.
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I’ve introduced HB 5700, a 50% tax increase on ammunition. It doesn’t apply to military or law enforcement. I’m hearing push back about the need to protect one's home... but how much ammunition does someone really need to do that? #gunsense #enough pic.twitter.com/NZjkWBrpjC— Jillian Gilchrest (@Jilchrest) February 4, 2019
There is a systemic failure to get folks to understand that the Second Amendment is enshrining a basic civil right, the right to defense... defense of self, community, and nation ...by ensuring that the people have adequate access to the proper tools for that defense.
You'd never see someone putting an op-ed in a national outlet asking if we love the right to a trial by jury or the right to be protected against cruel and unusual punishment more than we love our kids.
"Oh, but people misuse their right to keep and bear arms!"
Hey, I'm pretty sure a lot of people on the Left think that a significant portion of the electorate misused their right to vote in 2016, and I don't see hair-shirted op-eds talking about reasonable restrictions on that.
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Wednesday, February 06, 2019
Rebel on the Canal
Got lunch up in Broad Ripple proper today. I'd had a hankering for cheese enchiladas, but La Piedad is closed until Monday while they redo the flooring in the place. I fell back on Public Greens, where I had their delicious buttermilk-dredged fried chicken tenders and curried cauliflower salad.
The rain still hadn't resumed after I'd finished eating, so I strolled down the Monon toward the canal. River House, a big "mixed use" development overlooking where the canal comes off the White River, has just opened up, and joins The Coil, down where the canal is bridged by College Avenue as looming new bookends on Broad Ripple Village. Several more developments of this sort are going in, making me wistful for the days when we used to joke that the tiny three-story office building across the Monon from the Brewpub was "Broad Ripple's skyscraper".
I had the Rebel T1i with me, still wearing the 28-200mm f/3.5-5.6 USM zoom. The overcast day was presenting a challenge.
It's not a good lens for pixel peepers at all. It's soft wide open and often ate up with chromatic aberration. And "wide open" isn't terribly wide...
Used thoughtfully, however, it's still capable of reasonably adequate results.
I'll put slightly better glass on it for tomorrow's adventures and see how that works out.
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The rain still hadn't resumed after I'd finished eating, so I strolled down the Monon toward the canal. River House, a big "mixed use" development overlooking where the canal comes off the White River, has just opened up, and joins The Coil, down where the canal is bridged by College Avenue as looming new bookends on Broad Ripple Village. Several more developments of this sort are going in, making me wistful for the days when we used to joke that the tiny three-story office building across the Monon from the Brewpub was "Broad Ripple's skyscraper".
I had the Rebel T1i with me, still wearing the 28-200mm f/3.5-5.6 USM zoom. The overcast day was presenting a challenge.
It's not a good lens for pixel peepers at all. It's soft wide open and often ate up with chromatic aberration. And "wide open" isn't terribly wide...
Used thoughtfully, however, it's still capable of reasonably adequate results.
I'll put slightly better glass on it for tomorrow's adventures and see how that works out.
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Pedocracy: Government by Children
No, I'm not referring to our constant yearning to be lectured by the Youth of America on a host of social topics.
Rather I'm referring to the spectacle into which the State of the Union address has apparently devolved.
The presumptive leader of the party that regularly calls out the president for his cartoonishly exaggerated antics spent the entirety of the evening posturing and emoting over his shoulder like the love child of Marcel Marceau and a professional wrestling villain.
By this rate, the factions'll be throwing things at each other during the 2025 State of What's Left of the Union.
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Rather I'm referring to the spectacle into which the State of the Union address has apparently devolved.
The presumptive leader of the party that regularly calls out the president for his cartoonishly exaggerated antics spent the entirety of the evening posturing and emoting over his shoulder like the love child of Marcel Marceau and a professional wrestling villain.
By this rate, the factions'll be throwing things at each other during the 2025 State of What's Left of the Union.
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Tuesday, February 05, 2019
Monday, February 04, 2019
DSLRing on the cheap...
Canon's naming conventions for its consumer-grade DSLR cameras in the US are a hot mess, ranking on the indecipherable mystery scale somewhere between the Dead Sea Scrolls and the colored lines on a hockey rink.
They rationalized it a little by using "i" as the suffix for the nicer models, but the simple numeric system they use for the Euro market is more easily sussed out.
The Rebel T1i seen here is the 500D in Europe. It's easy to understand that three digits is the nicer consumer model, and that the 500D succeeded the 450D and was in turn replaced by the 550D. That it was more upscale than the entry-level 1000D was indicated by its fewer digits, and it was in turn more downmarket than the contemporaneous 50D prosumer camera.
Available used for a couple hundred bucks with a kit zoom lens on Amazon, it can be found even cheaper as a body only. Paired with an inexpensive zoom lens, it's a cheap toe in the water of DSLRs.
It's got a 15-megapixel sensor, which is plenty of resolution for most any chore, and it's the first entry-level Canon DSLR to offer video and live view.
I'll shoot a bunch of pics with it this week and see how it holds up these days.
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pickcher takin'
In the Record Books... Again?
Yesterday was beautiful here in Indy. The air smelled like springtime and melting snow as the temps got up to 62°F, a hundred degrees warmer than Wednesday's wind chill.
This tied the record high for February 2nd, and while it might be hell on the pavement for the temperature to swing that much, it sure was a welcome change from last week's deep freeze.
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This tied the record high for February 2nd, and while it might be hell on the pavement for the temperature to swing that much, it sure was a welcome change from last week's deep freeze.
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Saturday, February 02, 2019
#PopMorePopcorn
So, basically #GovNortham is retreating to the classic "These aren't my pants" defense so familiar to street cops.https://t.co/PuaU9T3MMB— Tamara K. (@TamSlick) February 2, 2019
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Life In The Monkey House,
News,
politics,
t'hee
Gear Ho'
This McSweeney's piece, the lamenting monologue of a tactical backpack being dragged through the mundane life of the office worker is absolutely hilarious:
Cold weather clothing? I don't buy the mittens from the gas station, I'm buying stuff that's designed to keep someone's hands warm while they assault the north face of the Eiger with an ice axe. I figure that if long johns are designed to keep someone warm sitting around Camp III on the South Face of Everest, then they'll definitely be up to keeping me warm while shoveling the walk or strolling to Twenty Tap.
I love the webbing on the Maxpedition Fliegerduffel that I've been using for near a decade now, because I've used it to attach a blowout kit to the outside of my bag. (I put one on the outside of my Hazard 4 camera bag, too.) This has the added side benefit of having trauma shears ready to hand so I can cut the goofy zip tie off my Pelican right there in front of the baggage office in the airport. I figure if bags are designed for jumping out of a helicopter with a knife in your teeth, they should definitely be up to the rigors of baggage handlers or the bin above my seat in Comfort Plus.
It's probably why I like pro-grade camera bodies from Canon and Nikon so much. Sure, they're crazy stupid heavy, but you could use my D1x or 1DS Mark II to beat a dude to death and then take pictures of the body. Any camera up to taking war correspondent photos in a snowstorm in the Hindu Kush is well capable of taking pictures of squirrels in Broad Ripple.
"Last week my grandfather found out a backpack my age was part of the Osama bin Laden raid, and his words still echo in my ears. Now that’s a real backpack. Why can’t you be more like that? When David carried me onto Omaha Beach, it certainly wasn’t to carry his Juul. The most perilous adventure Trevor has taken me on was that $4,500 luxury whitewater rafting trip, and he kept complaining that the guides were cooking meals that exacerbated his acid reflux.I know that, could a lot of my stuff talk, it'd be right there with the backpack, because when it comes to gear, I believe there's no kill like overkill.
Oh no, Trevor is unzipping me. What fresh humiliation will this bring? Ah, he is getting another Lara Bar from one of my pouches — one of six designed to hold extra 40mm grenades. I hope he chokes."
Cold weather clothing? I don't buy the mittens from the gas station, I'm buying stuff that's designed to keep someone's hands warm while they assault the north face of the Eiger with an ice axe. I figure that if long johns are designed to keep someone warm sitting around Camp III on the South Face of Everest, then they'll definitely be up to keeping me warm while shoveling the walk or strolling to Twenty Tap.
I love the webbing on the Maxpedition Fliegerduffel that I've been using for near a decade now, because I've used it to attach a blowout kit to the outside of my bag. (I put one on the outside of my Hazard 4 camera bag, too.) This has the added side benefit of having trauma shears ready to hand so I can cut the goofy zip tie off my Pelican right there in front of the baggage office in the airport. I figure if bags are designed for jumping out of a helicopter with a knife in your teeth, they should definitely be up to the rigors of baggage handlers or the bin above my seat in Comfort Plus.
It's probably why I like pro-grade camera bodies from Canon and Nikon so much. Sure, they're crazy stupid heavy, but you could use my D1x or 1DS Mark II to beat a dude to death and then take pictures of the body. Any camera up to taking war correspondent photos in a snowstorm in the Hindu Kush is well capable of taking pictures of squirrels in Broad Ripple.
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Still chuckling...
The best #GovNortham joke so far has been whichever pundit called him "Governor Partial Birth of a Nation". I'm just mad I didn't come up with that one.— Tamara K. (@TamSlick) February 2, 2019
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News,
politics,
t'hee,
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Friday, February 01, 2019
Pet Peeve...
You know what's a pet peeve of mine? People who use "smooth" to describe the way a handgun shoots. "I love my Beretta nine! It shoots so smooth!"
Dude, an explosion just went off in your hand. If you were to hand me a list of all the adjectives in the English language and ask me to put them in order from "Most describing a gunshot" to "Least describing a gunshot", then "smooth" would be way down there somewhere between "turgid" and "moist".
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Dude, an explosion just went off in your hand. If you were to hand me a list of all the adjectives in the English language and ask me to put them in order from "Most describing a gunshot" to "Least describing a gunshot", then "smooth" would be way down there somewhere between "turgid" and "moist".
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Boomsticks,
surliness
Thursday, January 31, 2019
Paranoia strikes deep...
So the Military Arms Channel guy has apparently decided that there's some deep NRA conspiracy to take him down.
The meme backlash has been savage. Share and enjoy!
I only wish that the NRA had that level of skill at skullduggery and manipulation!
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The meme backlash has been savage. Share and enjoy!
I only wish that the NRA had that level of skill at skullduggery and manipulation!
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Wednesday, January 30, 2019
In the record books!
Today's low temperature (-11°F) is officially as cold as it's ever been on January 30th in Indianapolis. It's only been colder than this twice since I've moved here. We saw twelve below back on 1/16/09 and fifteen below on January 6th, 2014.
It's still a ways off the overall record low, which was set on January 19th of 1994: -27°F.
The noteworthy thing about today is that the daily high is still predicted by some sources to top out at -2°F. If the high temperature doesn't make it to zero degrees Fahrenheit, that'll only be the seventeenth time since they started keeping track in 1880. The last was on that January day in '94.
At least there's no snow to speak of, because I'd hate to be out shoveling in this.
A lot of the Boomers on social media are griping about all the weather talk. "Bah! It barely got above zero in July when we were kids, and we didn't call it any kinda 'polar vortex'! We called it 'winter' and went skinny dipping in the old liquid methane swimming hole!"
I'm just tickled to see people talking about something other than politics...although a surprising number of people can turn even idle chatter about the weather into political tribal signaling.
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It's still a ways off the overall record low, which was set on January 19th of 1994: -27°F.
The noteworthy thing about today is that the daily high is still predicted by some sources to top out at -2°F. If the high temperature doesn't make it to zero degrees Fahrenheit, that'll only be the seventeenth time since they started keeping track in 1880. The last was on that January day in '94.
At least there's no snow to speak of, because I'd hate to be out shoveling in this.
A lot of the Boomers on social media are griping about all the weather talk. "Bah! It barely got above zero in July when we were kids, and we didn't call it any kinda 'polar vortex'! We called it 'winter' and went skinny dipping in the old liquid methane swimming hole!"
I'm just tickled to see people talking about something other than politics...although a surprising number of people can turn even idle chatter about the weather into political tribal signaling.
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Environmental effects...
The office here at Roseholme Cottage has two exterior walls, and my desk is over in the cold corner. The overhead light fixture, which used to hold incandescent bulbs, now has LEDs. The corner of my desk that used to have a bigass tower PC, with its bigass video card and bigass power supply, now has a Mac mini.
There used to be a lot of waste heat in this room that could make it unpleasant in the summer. Its absence is noticed in an extended period of subzero outside temperatures.
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There used to be a lot of waste heat in this room that could make it unpleasant in the summer. Its absence is noticed in an extended period of subzero outside temperatures.
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Tuesday, January 29, 2019
Neither rain, nor snow, nor dark of night will stop the mail
But apparently -30°F will do the trick, at least in areas where that's not a common temperature.
Apparently the USPS has canceled deliveries in Iowa, Minnesota, and western portions of Wisconsin and Illinois tomorrow.
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Apparently the USPS has canceled deliveries in Iowa, Minnesota, and western portions of Wisconsin and Illinois tomorrow.
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Monday, January 28, 2019
MFT here to stay?
I don't necessarily disagree with his points, even though between October when he recorded this, and today, Olympus announced the OM-D E-M1X. The M1X is the first pro-grade MFT body to ape the CaNikon 1D/Dx style. with a built-in vertical grip & dual batteries, and has feature sets that tilt it heavily toward sports/action photographers and nature photogs.
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Derp Tier Gear Reviews...
Something I just don't get...
CrapCo: "Here's this useless piece of complete garbage that you'd throw away if it fell right at your feet out of a vending machine you hadn't put any money in. We'll let you keep it for free if you say nice things about it!"
Social Media Influencer: "Okay!"
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teh intarw3bz,
WTF?
Leaving Las Vegas
So, my trip home started by leaving The Mirage in an Uber on Saturday at about 6:30AM local. (If you're considering buying a Nissan Altima, they have cavernous trunks. We fit two large suitcases and several smaller bags.)
Got to LAS plenty early and nursed a Bloody Mary until my 0930 flight, a short hop to John Wayne Airport in Orange County.
Once there, I had a three-hour layover, which I whiled away at California Pizza Kitchen, reading Ghettoside: A True Story of Murder in America.
Boarding was a snafu. Of course the gate lice all piled around the boarding area the minute it seemed like were were near boarding, so even if you had paid for early boarding and extra legroom, you got to elbow your way through the steerage passengers to get there.
There was about a fifteen minute delay in starting the process, no doubt because the plane was waiting on lemon-scented moistened towelettes, and then once in the plane, the winds shifted and they had to turn the airport around.
Well, they don't actually turn the airport around, they just switch which direction is the active runway. We were in a 757, however, and for eldritch reasons involving size, weight, and noise abatement, we could only take off in the one direction, so we went from being first in line for takeoff to fourth.
The end result of all this was that we pulled up to Gate A19 in ATL at 9:48PM local. My boarding time for my connecting flight to IND was 9:42PM. According to the Delta app on my phone, I'd already been rebooked on a 9AM flight, but I was damned if I was gonna be spending the night roaming the halls of Harstfield-Jackson.
I checked the monitor and the IND flight was departing from Gate B13, so I hefted my bigger camera bag, not even bothering to deploy the handle, stumbled down the escalator and lurched through the already-closing doors of the tram.
Back up the escalator at B Concourse... I think I hurt my shoulder lugging the bag like I did ...I jog shuffled the last few gates to B13, which was just finishing the boarding process.
At the time I was uncertain if my bag was going to try to make the flight, too, or if it was going to be sent home in the morning on the flight on which I'd been re-booked, but that was a chance I was willing to take. After a week on the road, I was more than ready for my own bed.
Fortunately, my checked bag made the connection, too. By half-past midnight, I was dragging my baggage through the snowy front yard and home to Roseholme Cottage.
Now if you'll pardon me, I have a week's worth of laundry to do.
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Got to LAS plenty early and nursed a Bloody Mary until my 0930 flight, a short hop to John Wayne Airport in Orange County.
Once there, I had a three-hour layover, which I whiled away at California Pizza Kitchen, reading Ghettoside: A True Story of Murder in America.
Boarding was a snafu. Of course the gate lice all piled around the boarding area the minute it seemed like were were near boarding, so even if you had paid for early boarding and extra legroom, you got to elbow your way through the steerage passengers to get there.
There was about a fifteen minute delay in starting the process, no doubt because the plane was waiting on lemon-scented moistened towelettes, and then once in the plane, the winds shifted and they had to turn the airport around.
Well, they don't actually turn the airport around, they just switch which direction is the active runway. We were in a 757, however, and for eldritch reasons involving size, weight, and noise abatement, we could only take off in the one direction, so we went from being first in line for takeoff to fourth.
The end result of all this was that we pulled up to Gate A19 in ATL at 9:48PM local. My boarding time for my connecting flight to IND was 9:42PM. According to the Delta app on my phone, I'd already been rebooked on a 9AM flight, but I was damned if I was gonna be spending the night roaming the halls of Harstfield-Jackson.
I checked the monitor and the IND flight was departing from Gate B13, so I hefted my bigger camera bag, not even bothering to deploy the handle, stumbled down the escalator and lurched through the already-closing doors of the tram.
Back up the escalator at B Concourse... I think I hurt my shoulder lugging the bag like I did ...I jog shuffled the last few gates to B13, which was just finishing the boarding process.
At the time I was uncertain if my bag was going to try to make the flight, too, or if it was going to be sent home in the morning on the flight on which I'd been re-booked, but that was a chance I was willing to take. After a week on the road, I was more than ready for my own bed.
Fortunately, my checked bag made the connection, too. By half-past midnight, I was dragging my baggage through the snowy front yard and home to Roseholme Cottage.
Now if you'll pardon me, I have a week's worth of laundry to do.
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Friday, January 25, 2019
Thursday, January 24, 2019
Wednesday, January 23, 2019
SHOT Show stuff...
I'm covering SHOT for RECOIL Magazine again this year.
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SHOT Show 2019,
writing
Tuesday, January 22, 2019
Day Whatever of the Shutdown...
It has finally affected me, in that a gun I'm supposed to be reviewing for a magazine is pending approval for importation by the BATFE. Apparently there's only the one copy in the country right now, the one that had been sent for review by the feds.
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Monday, January 21, 2019
Well, that was exciting...
I turned on the AFC Championship game at halftime yesterday, more out of curiosity than anything else. Mahomes had been so impressive against the Colts that I wanted to see how he'd do against our nemesis.
Ho-hum. Pats up 14-0. The Cinderella Chiefs and their rookie phenom were getting demolished by the Belichick Machine... and then came the second half, and specifically the fourth quarter, featuring something like four or five lead changes. That was some edge-of-the-seat football, and I'm not even much of a fan.
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Ho-hum. Pats up 14-0. The Cinderella Chiefs and their rookie phenom were getting demolished by the Belichick Machine... and then came the second half, and specifically the fourth quarter, featuring something like four or five lead changes. That was some edge-of-the-seat football, and I'm not even much of a fan.
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Good shooters...
Whenever I post a target and mention that I wasn't happy with my performance, I get a bunch of people telling me that I shouldn't be so hard on myself, that it was *good enough*.
Good enough isn't good enough; I want to be better than good enough.
I doubt Lena Miculek goes to the range and thinks "Eh, that was good enough. I don't need to get better."
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Good enough isn't good enough; I want to be better than good enough.
I doubt Lena Miculek goes to the range and thinks "Eh, that was good enough. I don't need to get better."
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Labels:
Boomsticks,
gun games
Friday, January 18, 2019
Last night...
Fresh home from the vet, having been x-rayed, palpated, had blood and urine samples taken with needles, given subcutaneous fluids, and otherwise had her dignity disrespected, Miss Random Numbers J. Wu got home and hopped into Roberta's desk chair for a well-earned nap...
X-rays showed that she didn't have impacted stool, but she did have a hard, dried ball of poop she was probably having extreme difficulty with. Rehydration and stool softeners were indicated.
I don't look forward to being her age. I imagine I'll have the same method of dealing with doctor's visits:
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| "This isn't happening. This isn't happening. This isn't happening." |
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cats
Thursday, January 17, 2019
Sick Kitty
Rannie, who turned seventeen in September, has been dealing with kidney issues that sometimes make it difficult for her to keep food down.
This morning she showed no interest in her breakfast and has been throwing up bile. Unsuccessful litter box attempts make us think it's an intestinal blockage. I'm taking her to the vet and hopefully it's something they can clear up with a kitty enema.
This morning she showed no interest in her breakfast and has been throwing up bile. Unsuccessful litter box attempts make us think it's an intestinal blockage. I'm taking her to the vet and hopefully it's something they can clear up with a kitty enema.
Wednesday, January 16, 2019
Failure Mode
Way back when I was still working at the 1-hour photo lab, call it 1989 or 90, we carried a few of the usual cheap blister-pack point & shoot cameras, as well as some more expensive Kodaks and a few Olympus cameras.
The most expensive thing in our department was the Olympus IS-1. It was a single-lens reflex camera, but the 35-135mm power zoom lens was built-in and non-interchangeable. Olympus called it a "zoom lens reflex" and it was yet another attempt by a camera maker to solve the saturated market for SLRs in the last decade or so of the previous millennium. (Basically, everybody who wanted an SLR had one, and now they had to figure out a way to separate people who were scared of knobs and dials from their money.)
Anyhow, the IS-1 was pretty spendy, several hundred dollars, which was more than I'd given for the '75 Ford Granada I was driving at the time.
A few years ago, when I was in the throes of the film camera bug, I spotted one for sale on eBay for next to nothing, and bought it.
When it arrived, I put a piece of tape over the film window on the back (those are almost invariably a source of light leaks), tossed a roll of film in the camera and put it on the shelf, pulling it down every so often to shoot a couple of exposures.
The other day, with fresh snow on the ground, I figured it would be an excellent time to finish off the test roll and see what kind of pictures the camera took.
When I pulled it off the shelf, the flash was in the raised position. I pushed it down, but it wouldn't latch.
The camera rattled a little and so I turned it upside down, with a hand cupped under it to catch whatever fell out...
See that teeny black object atop the lens barrel? That's the hook portion of the latch that retains the flash in the lowered position. The external release is the button along the lower right edge of the photo.
Apparently, over time the constant strain of the spring that raises the flash combined with embrittlement of the latch's plastic until the catch finally failed, just sitting there on the shelf, allowing the flash to *sproing* into the raised position.
It's probably not fixable, and certainly not worth fixing. The time and effort spent trying to bodge a repair would be be more efficiently spent buying a ~$20 replacement camera. (Or not. Olympus glass or no, a 35-135mm f/4.5-5.6 lens just doesn't sound as exciting as it once did.)
I'll finish out the roll that's in it and likely bin the camera, while pondering the disposable nature of consumer commodity goods...
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The most expensive thing in our department was the Olympus IS-1. It was a single-lens reflex camera, but the 35-135mm power zoom lens was built-in and non-interchangeable. Olympus called it a "zoom lens reflex" and it was yet another attempt by a camera maker to solve the saturated market for SLRs in the last decade or so of the previous millennium. (Basically, everybody who wanted an SLR had one, and now they had to figure out a way to separate people who were scared of knobs and dials from their money.)
Anyhow, the IS-1 was pretty spendy, several hundred dollars, which was more than I'd given for the '75 Ford Granada I was driving at the time.
A few years ago, when I was in the throes of the film camera bug, I spotted one for sale on eBay for next to nothing, and bought it.
When it arrived, I put a piece of tape over the film window on the back (those are almost invariably a source of light leaks), tossed a roll of film in the camera and put it on the shelf, pulling it down every so often to shoot a couple of exposures.
The other day, with fresh snow on the ground, I figured it would be an excellent time to finish off the test roll and see what kind of pictures the camera took.
When I pulled it off the shelf, the flash was in the raised position. I pushed it down, but it wouldn't latch.
The camera rattled a little and so I turned it upside down, with a hand cupped under it to catch whatever fell out...
See that teeny black object atop the lens barrel? That's the hook portion of the latch that retains the flash in the lowered position. The external release is the button along the lower right edge of the photo.
Apparently, over time the constant strain of the spring that raises the flash combined with embrittlement of the latch's plastic until the catch finally failed, just sitting there on the shelf, allowing the flash to *sproing* into the raised position.
It's probably not fixable, and certainly not worth fixing. The time and effort spent trying to bodge a repair would be be more efficiently spent buying a ~$20 replacement camera. (Or not. Olympus glass or no, a 35-135mm f/4.5-5.6 lens just doesn't sound as exciting as it once did.)
I'll finish out the roll that's in it and likely bin the camera, while pondering the disposable nature of consumer commodity goods...
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Labels:
gadgetry,
Gear Ho',
pickcher takin'
Tuesday, January 15, 2019
That's odd...
So, the decocker levers and spring for the CZ P07 arrived courtesy of a Facebook friend the other day and, in preparation for swapping them in, I watched the YouTube installation video a couple of times.
As a result, I had such a detailed and involved dream about the task last night (including some weird oopsies, like the hammer inexplicably falling out, which is an impossibility during the procedure) that when I woke up this morning I was disappointed to find out that I hadn't actually done the job yet.
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As a result, I had such a detailed and involved dream about the task last night (including some weird oopsies, like the hammer inexplicably falling out, which is an impossibility during the procedure) that when I woke up this morning I was disappointed to find out that I hadn't actually done the job yet.
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Automotif CXLXIX...
There's just something about a 911 Turbo, the daily-driver supercar...
The camera I happened to have in the car, an EOS 5D MkII & 24-105mm f/4L IS USM, was probably a bit overkill for parking lot snapshots, but the subject was worth it, I guess.
The camera I happened to have in the car, an EOS 5D MkII & 24-105mm f/4L IS USM, was probably a bit overkill for parking lot snapshots, but the subject was worth it, I guess.
Monday, January 14, 2019
Pocket camera...
This morning when I went out to dig out Bobbi's car and shovel the neighbor's walks, I had the little Fuji XF1 in my coat pocket...
Winter has arrived in Broad Ripple... pic.twitter.com/IFu2CAdJEs— Tamara K. (@TamSlick) January 14, 2019
That's no fun.
Shoveled the neighbor's walks this morning. She was worried about the mailman or delivery people busting ass on her front walk or porch steps.
The snow had started out pretty heavy, and landing on warmish ground, plus the sidewalks had seen foot traffic yesterday, so there was a pretty good base layer of ice under the powder.
Fortunately the sun will be out today and, while we won't get above freezing, we'll likely see 28°F, so hopefully I exposed enough dark concrete for solar heating to do its work. I'll go check after lunch and see if it needs some salty assistance.
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The snow had started out pretty heavy, and landing on warmish ground, plus the sidewalks had seen foot traffic yesterday, so there was a pretty good base layer of ice under the powder.
Fortunately the sun will be out today and, while we won't get above freezing, we'll likely see 28°F, so hopefully I exposed enough dark concrete for solar heating to do its work. I'll go check after lunch and see if it needs some salty assistance.
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The worst thing...
...about being mired in the middle of the Great American Kulturkampf of This Current Year, and having friends across all points of the political spectrum, is that everyone... and I do mean everyone ...feels free to walk up and dump their current political gripe right in your lap.
Look, if you can't even talk about politics without sounding even more distraught than [Alex Jones/the average NPR call-in listener], it's time for a complete news fast. I prescribe three weeks without FaceTwitter, talk radio (either AM or NPR flavored), and TV news.
Unclench. The world won't stop spinning while you're gone.
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"Oh, my God! Can you believe what that [harpy/moron], [Pelosi/Trump] just did? [She/He] wants to [raise your taxes to 100% to send crackheads to college/kill all the brown people]!"Because surely every right-thinking person is as worked into a total lather over this issue as they are.
Look, if you can't even talk about politics without sounding even more distraught than [Alex Jones/the average NPR call-in listener], it's time for a complete news fast. I prescribe three weeks without FaceTwitter, talk radio (either AM or NPR flavored), and TV news.
Unclench. The world won't stop spinning while you're gone.
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Sunday, January 13, 2019
Well, no sense putting it off longer...
I'mma finish a Mello Yello Zero and then suit up to shovel the walks.
After that, I'll toddle off to see what's open at 54th & College. Hopefully I'll be able to get ribs for lunch at Fat Dan's and then stop at Fresh Market on the way home and pick up stew fixings for dinner.
Last night we watched the third episode of Patriot, which is a fantastic show that Bobbi turned me on to.
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After that, I'll toddle off to see what's open at 54th & College. Hopefully I'll be able to get ribs for lunch at Fat Dan's and then stop at Fresh Market on the way home and pick up stew fixings for dinner.
Last night we watched the third episode of Patriot, which is a fantastic show that Bobbi turned me on to.
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Saturday, January 12, 2019
Winter is Coming Here
Coming down at an inch an hour some places in the 'burbs, but the urban heat island seems to be mitigating it a bit here in Broad Ripple.
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Friday, January 11, 2019
Unsympathetic Magic
It's funny about the snow, because even before it was in the forecast, I'd been musing that a moderate snowfall... about 3", just enough to cover the grass properly ...would be nice. Not enough to really impede commutes and enough for me to wander around and get some photos.
So the initial prediction of 2"-4" made me happy, like it had been sent to order.
Ensuing predictions are getting less amusing.
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So the initial prediction of 2"-4" made me happy, like it had been sent to order.
Ensuing predictions are getting less amusing.
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Winter is Coming
Yesterday morning, the news was predicting 2-4" of snow. Last night they were saying 3-5". This morning it's 4-7".— Tamara K. (@TamSlick) January 11, 2019
I do not like how this curve is trending.
We haven't really had much in the way of winter weather so far this season (over 9" short on seasonal snow totals), so Ma Nature looks like she's fixin' to make up for that.
The only upside to getting over five inches of snowfall at once is that it triggers the city into calling out the private contractors to plow the side streets. Anything less than that, and you're on your own to slither your way to the nearest thoroughfare.
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Thursday, January 10, 2019
An even Rebel-er Rebel...
When Canon introduced an inexpensive version of their EOS (Electro-Optical System) autofocus, auto-wind, auto-everything SLR cameras in North America back in 1990, they branded it the "Rebel" line. These are the ones that are marketed to Joe and Jane Consumer as a step up from point & shoot cameras.
Wonders are promised if you will just step up to the SLR, with pictures of mom snapping beautiful pics of dance recitals and dad catching dramatic shots of birthday candles being blown out. (Of course these are both super tricky lighting situations, and the slow zoom lens that ships with the Rebel kits is wholly incapable of achieving these results.)
In the early digital era came the first digital Rebel, notable for being the first DSLR with a price tag under a grand.
The Rebel had several cost-saving features, some more obvious than others, when compared to the contemporary semipro EOS 10D, which stickered for twice the dough. The body was plastic rather than magnesium, the LCD readout on the top was deleted, and the viewfinder used a pentamirror rather than a pentaprism.
Since then, the constant race between Canon and Nikon to get people into mass-market DSLRs has resulted in ever-increasing ways to de-content entry level models and drive the price through the floor.
The current bargain basement offering from Canon, sold as the 4000D overseas and referred to as the Rebel T100 in North America (where it's not officially available yet, so if you get one, it's gray market), takes the previous bargain-grade Rebel, and finds novel ways to cut production costs even further. The color LCD display on the back is shrunk from a 3" 640x480 to a 2.7" 320x240 unit, which is lower resolution than my Series 1 Apple Watch. The separate on-off switch is eliminated in favor of "OFF" just being another position on the mode dial.
The Near Field Connectivity that is common on current Canon DSLRs is also deleted, and a cost-cutting feature from the days of the old film Rebels makes its return: A plastic lens mount. It also uses an upgraded version of the old DIGIC 4 image processor, which was state of the art a decade ago, but hasn't been used in more expensive Canons for six or seven years.
One cost-saving measure I found interesting is the markings on the back of the camera. The more expensive 2000D has each button stenciled with its function, while on the 4000D, the buttons are all black and the back of the camera is stenciled in one pass.
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Wonders are promised if you will just step up to the SLR, with pictures of mom snapping beautiful pics of dance recitals and dad catching dramatic shots of birthday candles being blown out. (Of course these are both super tricky lighting situations, and the slow zoom lens that ships with the Rebel kits is wholly incapable of achieving these results.)
In the early digital era came the first digital Rebel, notable for being the first DSLR with a price tag under a grand.
The Rebel had several cost-saving features, some more obvious than others, when compared to the contemporary semipro EOS 10D, which stickered for twice the dough. The body was plastic rather than magnesium, the LCD readout on the top was deleted, and the viewfinder used a pentamirror rather than a pentaprism.
Since then, the constant race between Canon and Nikon to get people into mass-market DSLRs has resulted in ever-increasing ways to de-content entry level models and drive the price through the floor.
The current bargain basement offering from Canon, sold as the 4000D overseas and referred to as the Rebel T100 in North America (where it's not officially available yet, so if you get one, it's gray market), takes the previous bargain-grade Rebel, and finds novel ways to cut production costs even further. The color LCD display on the back is shrunk from a 3" 640x480 to a 2.7" 320x240 unit, which is lower resolution than my Series 1 Apple Watch. The separate on-off switch is eliminated in favor of "OFF" just being another position on the mode dial.
The Near Field Connectivity that is common on current Canon DSLRs is also deleted, and a cost-cutting feature from the days of the old film Rebels makes its return: A plastic lens mount. It also uses an upgraded version of the old DIGIC 4 image processor, which was state of the art a decade ago, but hasn't been used in more expensive Canons for six or seven years.
One cost-saving measure I found interesting is the markings on the back of the camera. The more expensive 2000D has each button stenciled with its function, while on the 4000D, the buttons are all black and the back of the camera is stenciled in one pass.
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Labels:
gadgetry,
Gear Ho',
pickcher takin'
Tuesday, January 08, 2019
Penetrating Facts
.45 Colt 250gr LFP
.45 Colt 225gr STHP
.44 Spl 200gr GDHP
.44 Spl 200gr LSWC-HP
.38 Spl 148gr Gold Medal Match HBWC
9mm 124gr +P GDHP
All were stopped by the first layer of denim on the far side of the block. All but one look like they could be reloaded.
Incidentally, I'm really falling out of love with the Federal .38 Spl +P 130gr HST...
There's a bunch more stuff, photos, thoughts, observations, and even discussion at my Patreon page. (As well there should be, since it was Patreon funds that paid for the jello.)
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Labels:
Boomsticks,
revolvers
Monday, January 07, 2019
Meet the Contenders...
So the auditions for the polymer-frame DA/SA carry gun project have started.
When DA/SA guns meant "frames machined from aluminum forgings" and striker guns meant "the well-amortized Gen3 Glock design" there were huge differences in cost and weight that weighed on the pistol-buying decision.
However a trip to Gunbroker today shows that whether your choice of pistol is a Gen4/5 Glock, a Smith & Wesson M&P9 2.0, or one of the polymer traditional double-action pistols below, the street price is going to be in a narrow band in the low-$500-to-low-$600 range.
Let's look at the contenders...
I'm not going to lie, this is the tournament's top seed going in. I already have over 2,000 rounds through it, have the grip panels set up the way I want, and it's fresh back from a spa visit getting upGrayded with a Reduced Reset Carry Perfection Package.
Further, I can't ignore the effect of all the times Todd told me that this was probably the best carry pistol on the market today. Its downsides are the cost of magazines and replacement parts should anything break. Its upside is that, while all four of these pistols are snowflake-y to a greater or lesser degree, the P30 probably has the best aftermarket support of them all.
Further, much to the chagrin of all those wannabe-ballers who bought a P30 to flex on the poors, HK's re-juggling of its MSRPs means that the current street price of a P30 is actually less that quite a few models in the Glock catalog.
Probably the number two choice is the PX4 Storm full-size. It has the highest capacity and an easy upgrade path via Langdon Tactical. If I add the low profile safety and slide stop levers and the "trigger job in a bag", I'll have the rough equivalent to the gun I loved so much at SHOT last year.
It's a little snowflake-y, but some of that is offset by the availability of holsters and such from Langdon.
Another upGrayded piece, this is my second run at an SP2022. This one has had trigger work at Grayguns, and I've had five years of trigger work on myself since then, so we'll see how this plays out.
Thanks to production being locked in by a huge foreign contract, this is probably the most thoroughly-debugged Sig in your local showcase right now. They may up and decide to outsource P-226 decocker levers to a soup can factory in Malaysia tomorrow to save .0004¢/gun, but they can't do that with the SP2022.
The dark horse: The P07 is unabashedly the snowflakiest gun here. There are good online sources like Cajun Gun Works and CZ Custom, but you're unlikely to find much in the way of holsters, magazines, or accessories at your local shop.
Its one advantage is that it's the most Glock 19 sized of the bunch, a fluke since the local gun store had a used P07 on the shelf and no used P09's when I was shopping.
The P07 has the "Omega" lockwork, which can easily be swapped between safety-only and decock-only. Someone had switched it to safety-only and I have parts on the way to switch it back.
So those are the contestants. Let the games begin!
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When DA/SA guns meant "frames machined from aluminum forgings" and striker guns meant "the well-amortized Gen3 Glock design" there were huge differences in cost and weight that weighed on the pistol-buying decision.
However a trip to Gunbroker today shows that whether your choice of pistol is a Gen4/5 Glock, a Smith & Wesson M&P9 2.0, or one of the polymer traditional double-action pistols below, the street price is going to be in a narrow band in the low-$500-to-low-$600 range.
Let's look at the contenders...
I'm not going to lie, this is the tournament's top seed going in. I already have over 2,000 rounds through it, have the grip panels set up the way I want, and it's fresh back from a spa visit getting upGrayded with a Reduced Reset Carry Perfection Package.
Further, I can't ignore the effect of all the times Todd told me that this was probably the best carry pistol on the market today. Its downsides are the cost of magazines and replacement parts should anything break. Its upside is that, while all four of these pistols are snowflake-y to a greater or lesser degree, the P30 probably has the best aftermarket support of them all.
Further, much to the chagrin of all those wannabe-ballers who bought a P30 to flex on the poors, HK's re-juggling of its MSRPs means that the current street price of a P30 is actually less that quite a few models in the Glock catalog.
Probably the number two choice is the PX4 Storm full-size. It has the highest capacity and an easy upgrade path via Langdon Tactical. If I add the low profile safety and slide stop levers and the "trigger job in a bag", I'll have the rough equivalent to the gun I loved so much at SHOT last year.
It's a little snowflake-y, but some of that is offset by the availability of holsters and such from Langdon.
Another upGrayded piece, this is my second run at an SP2022. This one has had trigger work at Grayguns, and I've had five years of trigger work on myself since then, so we'll see how this plays out.
Thanks to production being locked in by a huge foreign contract, this is probably the most thoroughly-debugged Sig in your local showcase right now. They may up and decide to outsource P-226 decocker levers to a soup can factory in Malaysia tomorrow to save .0004¢/gun, but they can't do that with the SP2022.
The dark horse: The P07 is unabashedly the snowflakiest gun here. There are good online sources like Cajun Gun Works and CZ Custom, but you're unlikely to find much in the way of holsters, magazines, or accessories at your local shop.
Its one advantage is that it's the most Glock 19 sized of the bunch, a fluke since the local gun store had a used P07 on the shelf and no used P09's when I was shopping.
The P07 has the "Omega" lockwork, which can easily be swapped between safety-only and decock-only. Someone had switched it to safety-only and I have parts on the way to switch it back.
So those are the contestants. Let the games begin!
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Labels:
Boomsticks,
Range Notes,
Year of TDA
Automotif CXLXIII...
This murdered out restomod 1983 Buick Regal T-Type was in the lot at Fresh Market when Bobbi and I went grocery shopping yesterday afternoon. (My involuntary gasp as we rounded the corner caused Bobbi to mash the brake, thinking that I saw someone about to hit us. Mea culpa!)
There was a For Sale sign in the back window. I got the number in case anybody was wanting an Eighties retro traffic cop magnet.
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There was a For Sale sign in the back window. I got the number in case anybody was wanting an Eighties retro traffic cop magnet.
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Sunday, January 06, 2019
Friday, January 04, 2019
Unhappy New Year...
Sebastian's pretty dour regarding the RKBA prospects in the near future:
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"I’ll offer some observations for 2019, because I think this is going to be a challenging year for us. In my mind gun people are suffering from a number of maladies..."I don't disagree with him. You should RTWT.
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A new year brings a new blaster.
From December 2015 until the first day of January 2018, I was carrying Glocks. First a Gen3 19 that was pretty quickly supplanted by a Gen4 19, and that gun remained my carry gun until replaced by a 19X for the last few month or so.
The Year(ish) of TDA is finally off the ground, however, and I'm carrying the long-term test Langdon Tactical 92 Elite LTT until I determine my preference among the plastic fantastic below:
Off to the range this morning to get this party started...
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The Year(ish) of TDA is finally off the ground, however, and I'm carrying the long-term test Langdon Tactical 92 Elite LTT until I determine my preference among the plastic fantastic below:
Off to the range this morning to get this party started...
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Wow.
“The reason Russia was in Afghanistan was because terrorists were going into Russia. They were right to be there,” he said breaking with the stance taken by past U.S. administrations that the invasion was an illegitimate power play against a neighboring nation. “The problem is, it was a tough fight. And literally they went bankrupt; they went into being called Russia again, as opposed to the Soviet Union. You know, a lot of these places you’re reading about now are no longer part of Russia, because of Afghanistan.”That's, uh, that's not how that happened, there, Don. The communist government that had taken control of Afghanistan in a coup repeatedly invited the Soviets in to help them in a blossoming civil war. The Soviets kept refusing until the president, Taraki, was murdered and replaced by one of his cabinet ministers. Then Brezhnev launched the invasion.
Jesus, it's like the guy's knowledge of Afghanistan begins and ends with Rambo III. I do not envy Pompeo his job.
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Thursday, January 03, 2019
Well, crap...
It's below freezing outside and barely supposed to make 40°F out there today. Tomorrow afternoon is gonna be a lot better for outdoors jello shooting. (Worst case scenario, I pester IAC to let me stay a little after closing on the weekend.)
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Going the distance (for a given value of distance.)
The U.S. military has a gun cleaning fetish that is a holdover from the days of corrosive primers (and black powder before that.) Boiling water cleaning and "white glove" intolerance for carbon have probably resulted in more guns being cleaned to death than shot to death.
In reality, most modern firearms just need lubricant, and even that's to a varying degree. Current polymer-framed guns like the Glock, where the "frame rails" are tiny little tabs with hardly any bearing surface that mostly exist to keep the slide flying in close formation with the frame, are tolerant of running pretty dry.
Occasional attempts to dispel these myths, like Uncle Pat's efforts with Filthy 14, manage to change a few minds, but the culture of squeaky clean remains well-entrenched.
I mean, you want to go into game day with a gun that's going to run, which means well-lubed and not terribly caked with residue.
Thus comes the widely misunderstood "2,000 Round Challenge" started by Todd Green. When logging in the results with the Ruger at pistol-forum, I read back a few pages and found this laugher:
The origins of the 2k challenge came about way back when Todd was still doing his year-long, high-round-count tests. When you're at the range every day (or even every other day) chewing through rounds, you'd spend as much time cleaning as you did shooting if you adhered to the traditional white glove standard, and Todd was known for his lackadaisical cleaning habits on these guns, which he carried.
In response, he pointed out that...
Commander Zero sussed this out and noted it in a post at his blog:
And even if it did, allow me to quote member JAD at p-f:
In reality, most modern firearms just need lubricant, and even that's to a varying degree. Current polymer-framed guns like the Glock, where the "frame rails" are tiny little tabs with hardly any bearing surface that mostly exist to keep the slide flying in close formation with the frame, are tolerant of running pretty dry.
Occasional attempts to dispel these myths, like Uncle Pat's efforts with Filthy 14, manage to change a few minds, but the culture of squeaky clean remains well-entrenched.
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| Me running Filthy 14 in a class in '15, photo by Pat Rogers |
Thus comes the widely misunderstood "2,000 Round Challenge" started by Todd Green. When logging in the results with the Ruger at pistol-forum, I read back a few pages and found this laugher:
"This is like driving your car 50,000 miles without any maintenance just to see if it would operate without maintenance. At the least you'll cause accelerated wear due to dirt and grime buildup."This shows a stunning lack of the realities of lubricant, pistol wear & tear, the actual life expectancy of a modern quality firearm, how often people who shoot a lot actually shoot, and a host of other factors. This is unsurprising when you realize that the average pistol gets a box of ammo fired through it and then gets thrown in the safe until it's traded in on the next shiny thing on the cover of G&A.
The origins of the 2k challenge came about way back when Todd was still doing his year-long, high-round-count tests. When you're at the range every day (or even every other day) chewing through rounds, you'd spend as much time cleaning as you did shooting if you adhered to the traditional white glove standard, and Todd was known for his lackadaisical cleaning habits on these guns, which he carried.
In response, he pointed out that...
"It's really pretty arbitrary. The Challenge was begun after so many people balked at my, shall we say, "less stringent" maintenance habits. In my experience, just about any serious modern handgun, using something like Miltec, should be able to reach 2k without cleaning, without needing more lube, and without stoppages.
The thing many people "forget" is that the 2,000 Round Challenge included absolutely no adding lubrication to the gun during the whole 2,000 round cycle. You clean & lube before you start, and then do nothing but shoot the gun until you hit 2,000. If you add some oil or grease during the 2,000 rounds, it's disqualified."And he's absolutely right, as has been proven on these pages over and over again. (To say nothing of the results dozens of people have logged at pistol-forum.)
Commander Zero sussed this out and noted it in a post at his blog:
"As I was looking through her blog at all the other 2,000-rd tests one thing becomes clear: virtually any handgun from a reputable large manufacturer, using quality ammo, is darn near 100% reliable. Many of the failures that do occur in the tests that she writes about involve Wolf ammo, or bargain ammo of questionable pedigree. Not all, but enough to let me form an opinion about the ammo. The point being that if you buy a new, modern manufactured handgun in 9mm (that isn’t a Remington R51) and feed it quality (not high grade, just ‘quality’) ammo, you will probably achieve monotonous reliability."With quality modern pistol and factory magazines, the "2,000 Round Challenge" is a test of lubricant and ammo more than anything else. If you've got visible lube weeping from the rails, you're probably still good to go. The idea that two cases of ammo dramatically accelerates wear on a pistol that should be good for, at a minimum, fifty or sixty cases of ammo (and which .0001 percent of users will ever see) is hilarious.
And even if it did, allow me to quote member JAD at p-f:
"Oh no. I would hate to wear out a gun."
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