Inciminating evidence
In going through some boxes looking for a holster for the blog shoot, I found a bunch of college photos, including a bunch of a certain blogger and his better half. Never found the holster, though.
Time to get on the scanner…
A note from Gunsite
My buddy Terp just got back from a Gunsite 350 class. He dropped me a note:
Well, I am back from 350. It is an intense training course, that’s for sure. Still a good time, but very intense. We fired over 1500 rounds in four and a half days. I did bring my GLOCK 21, which is the full-size .45. I had some failures to return to battery, and light primer strikes (probably due to the pistol not locking up fully), that Cory Trapp could not diagnose or fix. I used it for the training, though, and at least did not have a catastrophic, pistol-disabling failure, like last time. I had a new crew of instructors, Charlie McNeese, Ed Stock, and Jay Tuttle. They were all good, as expected. I did visit with Mrs. Cooper again, just to pay my respects, as she is such a warm and caring person and again invited the class to the Sconce on Friday. Although I wasn’t able to win the shootoff this time (an incredibly fast “kid” who lives near Gunsite and has taken a bunch of classes won, and deservedly so) I did get another Expert rating, along with the gold raven pin. New twists in 350: more room clearing exercises, a force-on-force scenario, and a 35 yard prone shot added to the school drill. If you do go to 350, you’ll enjoy it, I have no doubt. Take care, stay in yellow, and stay safe!
Terp
Terp is a fantastic shooter….he was the high shooter in my 250 class, and earned an expert rating in both classes.
I’m super jealous, Terp. I can’t wait for next April.
Blog bash
Spent last night with fellow bloggers at the Second Amendment blog bash. Participants included Dod from American Manifesto, Joe Huffman, Say Uncle, Sebastian, Bitter, Xlrq, and Sister Toldjah. It was kind of like being among blogger royalty.
But the best part of the evening was getting to hang out with Dave Kopel, who apparently reads my blog! (*Fanboy Squee*). Normally I would dismiss it as his being polite, but he knew several details about my scribblings. It was awesome being able to hang out with these guys, and ask Dave about the legal issues of the day.
Welcome to the Queen City, y’all!
Wednesday funny
My brother hates tequila. An excerpt:
Tequila is, obviously, one of the more vile substances on the planet. At its worst it tastes like motor oil, and at its best it tastes like classy motor oil. Oh, if you pour orange juice and grenadine into it, it looks pretty for a few seconds, but then you stir it. And I have to ask: what substance in the universe is not sweetened by grenadine?
I hear some of you saying “but it’s vile, that’s precisely the point.” But it’s not even the most vile! I’d encourage you to drink pisco, which is sort of like Peruvian rum, but the taste is something I can only compare to the time I made a drink entirely out of Canadian Mist (the Plastic-Bottled Whiskey!) and room-temperature Jägermeister.
Check out the rest of it…totally worth a click.
There you go, bro. Hope your server can handle the traffic.
Looking good!
My niece Morrigan makes Time.com.
When I showed my kid, her only comment was “Cool…but mine should be yellow and blue!”
An American Manifesto
I’ve been meaning to post a link to my buddy Dod’s site for a while. He has written a brilliant piece entitled “An American Manifesto” that talks about what it means to be an American. Go, read, and remember when we all believed those things.





