Twisting in twilight
Mourning what never existed
Sipping good bourbon
Recently, the Black Rifle Coffee Company came under fire for a rumor they talked down the conservative community (whatever the hell that is).
Here, their boss man lays out his case on why that is all bullshit, in his opinion.
An opinion article from The Spectator, which is a purely opinion magazine I believe.
This piece concerns the FBI. Take a few moments and read, if you wish.
"Back in June, it transpires, the FBI raided the Pennsylvania home of one Robert Morss, an army vet and sometime social studies teacher. Among the incriminating evidence recovered was a ‘Don’t Tread on Me’ flag and — I quote from the charging document — a ‘fully constructed Capitol Lego set’.
Two things I must do to work with the issue.... and I say that meaning not cure, but live with till it kills me.... is to reduce body fluids and sodium intake. This makes the heart have a better day, so to speak.
So, I soak in my hot tub daily if I can. It helps with aches, pain, and muscle fatigue. I also sweat for the hour or so I'm doing it, which must be reducing fluids and sodium. In addition, it reduces my stress level and helps enhance my calm, adorable personality.
I wonder... can I treat my hot tub as medical equipment on taxes?
I seemed to have an issue with focus yesterday. Ignoring pain and discomfort and zeroing in on the skills. It was the final stage (prone, slow) that I finally got my head in the match.
By then I almost needed help up... sheesh.
361/500, and I gave up a lot of points. The Garand performed as it always does, flawlessly.Practice.... I just need to get off my ass and practice more. Practice with a purpose.
Herself goes along, sometimes to shoot and sometimes just to spend time and assist.
I'll tell you, it makes a big difference in how enjoyable the match is. It's so much nicer when she's there, even if she's just relaxing with a book.
Inflation stuff again, coupled with massive mismanagement of the macro economy at the Federal gubermint level.
Somebody in the rich-old-white-guy house has noticed they are exposed on this issue, and they're trying to cover the bases for later.
I'm not sure why. As we've seen from their blatant lies about defunding police, we are solidly into the 1984 Ministry of Truth portion of this administration.
RICHARDSON, Circuit Judge: "When do constitutional rights vest? At 18 or 21? 16 or 25? Why not 13 or 33? In the law, a line must sometimes be drawn. But there must be a reason why constitutional rights cannot be enjoyed until a certain age. Our nation’s most cherished constitutional rights vest no later than 18. And the Second Amendment’s right to keep and bear arms is no different."
A judge tells the ATF that people have rights..... and you know the ATF will fight tooth and nail to make that decision go away as fast as possible.
We shall see if I tossed my money away, or if I'm just expecting too much in the way of customer service.
Update: It's beginning to look like Western Bullet is pretty much a scam at this point. The site takes money, nothing is shipped out, and calls/emails go unanswered. You are better off burning your cash as bug repellant.
Later today we are going to a thing, so naturally I am making a thing to take to the thing. One simply cannot attend a thing without bringing a thing. That would be uncivilized, barbaric even.
Today's thing shall be Butter Chicken Dip.
Now, what is Butter Chicken Dip, one may ask? Well, I'll let you know.. just as soon as I'm done inventing it.
The ingredients, so far....
Our society is steeped in hatred.... or should I say the demand for hatred, because those who desire power can use peoples hatred to get it.
530 grain bullet over 46 grains of compressed Pyrodex (=60 grains of BP) gave the slight beginnings of pressure signs, and approached uncomfortable to shoot. No benefit found as far as accuracy.
So far, anyway..In what I might call 'A former Lifetime', although it may have been the early stages of this one, I bought a hot tub.
Okay, a Spa... whatever.
At the time, I was making the move from sorta semi kinda retirement (Riiiight), back into working for a living. Not puttering, but physical stuff.
In the light of my advancing age, and achy bits, I thought a hot tub might be the way to deal with them.
My choice was shaped by money, available electricity, money, convenience, money, and customer ratings. Mostly though, it was money.
I needed a 15 amp 110v model to suit the house electric, which also worked with the wallet. The resulting unit, a Lifesmart Luna, arrived by truck a few weeks after I ordered it. Power had already been run to the patio.
That tub served almost constantly over the last ...8?.... 9?.... years. I've replaced the pump, patched the lid, and pretty much rewired the entire control system.
I use that spa Every Day I Can. In a nutshell, it makes many pains bearable, if not vanishing.
With the present issues, I'll be seeing a vascular surgeon soon about some problems with blood flow to a few specific areas of one leg. The result of whatever it is.... is pain. To deal, I do the usual Tylenol and aspirin stuff, along with muscle relaxers, which all does diddly squat.
The hot tub now.... that's effective.
Good move, all those years ago.
Beware the wandering breeze... and bending over injudiciously...
We met friends there, long time participants, who assured me a spot at their traditional table near the bar... and table service for the ale.
What's not to like? We plan on going back any day we are able this season. As such, Herself is breaking out the garb, and I find myself trotting quickly to keep up in that vein.
Here we have me in a kilt, and I can laugh (which you see) after having seen myself so adorned.
I find laughing at myself to be so much easier these days.
An app that keeps track of the phone numbers you block, along with the blocked numbers of everyone else that uses the app.
The 2016 Cherry wine is SOOooooo good, I'm doing an extra carboy this year in hopes of matching it.
Herself thinks I spiced the 2016 batch, and I may have. It sounds like something I'd do. So.... cinnamon sticks and whole cloves are already in this special run.
Putting this to ferment, and then bottling it, is an act of faith. The faith that I will be here in a year, two years, six years, to enjoy it.
If, by chance, when it comes time to bottle and I'm not convinced this is 'The One', I may take another path. There is the notion of a fortified wine. One that's flavor adjusted with brandy, bourbon, and pure alcohol. A liqueur if you will.
This morning, before the heat set in, I worked some 45-70 cases. Most went into the polisher after being sized, but I saved 20 odds out for load development and 'sperimentin.
Today I loaded 10 rounds with 40 grains of Pyrodex RS (By weight, as I don't own a volume measure yet) under a 530 grain Postell target bullet with SPG lube, with a 0.060" over-powder wad.
This bullet did not stabilize when pushed by a light load of Red Dot; But this charge of Pyrodex is just about all I can shove in the case, so it should be moving along fair good.
Yup, she stabilized them big slugs now!
Taking out the fouling shots, the groups run about 1.25" center to center, and even at the shorter range I was shooting that's promising.
I found powder fouling to be negligible, with nothing but a moist patch needed to leave the bore bright for the next group. Leading did not appear that I could notice.
Cleanup at home was a snap, taking only 10 minutes or so. I used a brush wetted with CLP for a few runs, and then moist patches for a few, and then a dry patch. I'll keep the rifle out of the safe for the next few days and check the bore several times a day for any issues.
I do not own a drop tube... yet.... so I filled a case with Pyrodex, and between tapping it down and dumping bits out, I arrived at an idea of what the case will hold. The .060" over-powder wad, and the massive bullet being seated served to compress the load about 1/8".
Having weighed that first charge, it was so close to 40 grains that I settled on that as the starting point. Each charge was weighed, and then slowly funneled into the case. The case was then tapped on the bench till inertia had done it's will with the charge column, and then the wad was pressed home.
The bullet was enough of a loose fit after seating that I elected to use a bit of roll crimp on the case mouth.
Look what arrived in the mailbox!
The screw holes align perfectly, and no modifications will be required on either sight or rifle. All I'm lacking are the correct length machine screws, and they are but an on-line order away.
I made it the range for a bit today to test loads. Only 20 rounds, and 2500 steps... but that was enough in this heavy, warm, air. Fair laid me out when I got back home.
Anywho, the 400 grain over 13 of Red Dot (light practice load) did a reasonable 3" at 50 yards.
I'm hoping to end up with a load that does one hole groups at 100 yards, so 3" at 50 yards is only a little interesting. It's all data though.The 535 grain Postell bullets over 13 grains of Red Dot.... no-go. The 1 in 20 barrel won't stabilize them, at least at these lower velocities.
I used the last 5 to try another group, and it was closer to 8".... you know, a pattern more than a group.
It looks like I'll be searching in the 300 to 480 grain range for my pet load.
Now, I'll try the 535s again with a fair charge of 3031, and see if they show anything at higher velocity. Could get lucky, but I'm not holding my breath... If I even could... lol.
The 3" group.... I can't say if that's the best the load will do, or if that's a result of my ancient eyes dealing with buckhorn hunting sights.
To find out, I've managed to locate an original Pedersoli 'Soule' type full on target sight.
With luck, it will be in my hands next week, after the postal service is finished giving it an extended tour of the United States.
After I mount it on the rifle, and learn how to use it. I'll buckle down to more serious load development.
I will say this.... on a range full of 'America's favorite rifles' (AR-15s), my single shot 1885 High Wall was clear and away the king of the range.
All 20 used 13 grains of Red Dot with a 0.060" under-bullet wad.
10 are a repeat of the 400 grain bevel base bullet, with a light crimp. I want to see if that load lives up to the hints it gave last time.
The other 10 used a 535 grain Postell style bullet with no crimp at all. Fresh ground here.
First decent day where no one makes any plans for me, down to the range I go!
I bought this thing on Ebay. It's coming from Ohio to me in Pennsylvania. Yesterday USPS said it would be here Friday.
Two days ago the post office took it from Ohio to Indianapolis. Today, they took it to St. Louis. Today they say it will be here tomorrow.
I Double DOG dare you to explain why this makes sense.