Rust…rust…rust.

It has been a month without having one shot fired. Missed one IDPA match due to back problems and the last one on Saturday I had to sit out and dig deep to get the scores flowing in the laptop. Seventy shooters enduring 90+ degree weather came to our 9/11 Memorial Match which considering the really crappy closet we are forced to shoot in, it was an accomplishment for the shooters and their deep respect for the victims of 9/11.  So my co-conspirator in scoring Frank and I had to get all secretary with no time to put some lead on target.

While it is fulfilling to take care of your fellow shooters’ need and wants, I am going to shanghai into service some new blood. Ranges in South Florida are few and far between and having a range that allows you to draw and fast fire is almost a figment of your imagination. Some will not even allow a target that even hints a living thing so you are doomed to shoot concentric circles and that gets old pretty fast for me.

The powers that be in South Florida still have not realized the money they could have in income if they decided to give decent space to Action Shooting Sports. Trail Glades Range just underwent a multi-million dollar renovation and action shooting only got a couple of feet worth of berm raised in the “Tactical Range” A.K.A. The Closet which is basically one single solitary rectangular space in which you may park 6 cars or two trucks… if you are careful.

Anyway, rant off. I must get some trigger time and I am guessing I’ll be doing some dry firing till the next match. But November is coming along with vacation time in cool weather and I am planning on making up for lost time and unspent ammunition in Handgun, Shotgun and Rifle.

She is always the woman.

Irene Adler

“And that was how a great scandal threatened to affect the kingdom of Bohemia, and how the best plans of Mr. Sherlock Holmes were beaten by a woman’s wit.  He used to make merry over the cleverness of women, but I have not heard him do it of late.  And when he speaks of Irene Adler, or when he refers to her photograph, it is always under the honorable title of the woman.”
(A Scandal in Bohemia. Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.)

A Century or so before there were trekkies, there were (and still are) Sherlockians. Nowadays the fictional heroines are very voluptuous and with graphical depictions that leave almost nothing to the imagination. For us there is only one amazing redhead (As I see her) who according to Dr. Watson had a “superb figure outlined against the lights of the hall.” And yet she conquered us with her amazing brain and broke our hearts when she eloped with a stranger. She is the First Love, The One That Got Away, The Dark Secret In Our Hearts.

The Koran, The Dickwad and The FBI.

The Dickwad preacher up there in Gainesville that wants to burn the Koran, I am disgusted in principle because anybody burning ANY book is just an idiot but he is free to do so according to the same SCOTUS rulings that allows any Nanci Pelosi voter to freely burn the US Flag, piss on christian religious symbols and engage in hate speech against those who are not into liberal lobotomies. But when political expediency allows the burning of bibles without a hiccup of moral doubt and sends FBI agents to “visit” the previously mentioned Dickwad and “talk” to him, I get this little acid reflux thing going. I am guessing hypocrisy is not easily digested by my stomach.

My brain hurts. At least she is not blonde.

Everyday, No Days Off bring us this sad video from Esquire Magazine. The image is a capture of the video and to look at it gives any half assed gun enthusiast a major OMFG headache.


After ingesting a couple of Excedrin and ignoring the obvious stupidity, I checked the video once more and noticed the nice gun sweeps that the beautiful woman from ATF does to herself drawing the “Glock & Wesson”….

And then reholstering it.

And one has to wonder who was her firearms instructor. Could it be…

Nah! It would be too damn easy.