Random Nuclear Strikes

FYI to all, our friend Rolf, over at Joe’s place, has put his first story out there for sale on Amazon.

I was one of the proofreaders for the story, and found it a very enjoyable yarn, in a unique format.

Go give him your money & enjoy the tale.  Then badger him for more.

You probably already saw Uncle’s little e-yard sale going on over the weekend. In a similar vein, I also have some gunny stuff that will be for sale in the not too distant future.

Unlike Uncle’s selection, I do not have a few items that will all fit in a shoe box. I have a couple of 16 gallon tubs with locking lids full of stuff.

Also unlike Uncle’s sale, my plan is not to post it all here (though I may do some package deals with the more choice bits). I will be renting a couple tables at a few of the local gun shows (Centralia, Puyallup, and Enumclaw) this March/April.

So keep tuned in for that in the upcoming weeks once I get it all sorted. Prices are likely to be stupid low (plus shipping, if you’ll be needing it shipped) because I seriously don’t need this stuff. Some of it is for firearms I no longer own and some of it is stuff I’ve upgraded from, and I need the space, so it needs to go.

I am also looking down the tunnel at a bright light that should contain a remarkable quantity of reloading stuff from an unnamed source. Most likely older stuff, but since I don’t have it in my hands, I cannot say exactly.

I may need a hand or two behind the table at these gun shows, so if you’ve ever wanted to get in early (and stay late) at a gunshow, I’ll post that info later as well.

And speaking of going to the shows, I was at the Centralia show on Sunday and now have everything I need to load up some very special cartridges for a work in progress. Patience, grasshopper. Think “and you’re going to put that in front of your face” and you’ll be near the answer.

The old trope about “only police officers should be allowed to have guns” gets busted in Florida and New Jersey.

Likewise, the trope that there is no such thing as “a good guy withe a gun” was busted in, of all places, Oregon.

I had the all-laser eye surgery two days after New Year’s, and went from this (which is like 20/700 in the worst eye)

I had no idea women got so cold in winter!

Seriously, I still can’t get over how seeing with my own eyes has a quality to it completely missing from vision corrected with contact lenses, not to mention glasses. I am still trying to describe it–almost like an expanded peripheral vision, but that’s not all of it. I think it’s the absence of, when wearing glasses, the near-constant and almost unconscious repositioning of my head to align the lenses’ sweet spot; and when wearing contacts, the need to blink and make minute muscle contractions in one eye or the other fairly often to get the most precise focus. That’s all gone now. And I can just stand here and… see! Whatever I want! Just by looking at it! Effortlessly!

I could go on, but there’s so much to see. In fact, look, a squirrel!

…actually it’s skunk in my backyard that appears to be bring raped by another skunk, but I just can’t stop watching. I mean, have you ever really looked at a skunk’s pelt? So much detail….

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