Friday, February 05, 2016

It's got electrolytes!

Magazine rack...

GPS magazine storage bag. I keep it clipped to the outside of my range bag. (No Clown Shoes patch on the flap.)

Orange is G22/35 .40 cal, yellow is G17/34 9mm, blue is .45GAP, white is 10mm G20, silver is G19 9mm.

Thursday, February 04, 2016

Halfway Point

I ran fifty more rounds through Project Whimsy after work yesterday. I was a little wild on that first magazine, but settled down okay. There were no malfunctions to report.

The Glock 37 has now fired 1010 rounds since it was last cleaned or lubed, with one parts breakage. 990 rounds to go.

Wednesday, February 03, 2016

Mixed Feelings...

From comments at a post elsewhere...
I have a love for beautifully-done interwar and early postwar sporters on K98, M1903, and M1917 actions.

Conversely, I see current hack jobs on Finn Mosins or Argentine ’91s and feel sad. I lament the fact that I will likely never be able to spring for a nice, intact 33/40(t) since Cooper groupies scouterized 99% of them in the Eighties and Nineties.

It’s easier for me to understand the person who chopped a 10-year-old used car into a hot rod than it is the person who did the same thing to a car when it was one of the last intact survivors of the breed forty years later. But in both cases, if it was their car, it was their right to do with as they pleased, even if what they pleased was dumb.

(And yet I find myself completely callous to the fate of parts kits like the M16 upper in the post. Once the receiver’s been torched and the thing parted out, someone may as well have fun with the parts, I guess?)
I understand buying a gun just to tinker with. I mean, I still have that Sistema I bought for the express purpose of using it to learn how to mess with 1911s, right?

Sistema Colt

A nice Argentine Sistema is a valuable and appreciating piece of history now, and I'd look askance at chopping one up. The one I bought, heavily pitted and re-arsenalled who knows how many times and with exactly 0% of the original finish remaining, featuring a garish import rollmark as a final indignity, was relatively worthless as an historical artifact, and so...

Overheard in Front of the TV...

Man in the TV: "...only clinic to offer robotic hair transplant..."

RX: "EWWWW! Who wants robot hair?"

Me: "Robot hair would be cool!" *makes 6 Million Dollar Man sound effect* "If you had to get somewhere in a hurry, you could turn yourself upside down and run on your hair!"

Tuesday, February 02, 2016

"Hillary, you put that back right now!"

Tuesday morning reruns...

(Originally posted in March of 2011.)

Your tax dollars and mine have been spent on a report to determine that the officer corps of the US military is overwhelmingly composed of one skin tone and gender. The skin tone part is pretty easy to figure out, since it mirrors within a few percentage points the melanin spectrum of 40+ year-old US college grads in general, of which "people who are senior military officers" is a subset:
Seventy-seven percent of senior officers in the active-duty military are white, while only 8 percent are black, 5 percent are Hispanic...
On the other hand, only 16 percent of officers are women while out here in the broader society, over half of us use the restroom without the urinals.

The reason for this is that combat arms postings are still off-limits to women. Without getting into whether that will ever change or even whether it should ever change, that brings us to the conclusion of this inane report:
The report ordered by Congress in 2009 calls for greater diversity in the military’s leadership so it will better reflect the racial, ethnic and gender mix in the armed forces and in American society.
This is ridiculous. The purpose of the armed forces is to kill people and break their stuff. This isn't the frickin' Peace Corps we're running here, it is a warfighting machine. Much like the Los Angeles Lakers, it doesn't get its score at the end of the game graded on a curve based on how well it reflects "the racial, ethnic and gender mix" of America.

(H/T to Ed Rasimus.)

"Statesman? I'd settle for a responsible adult."

That this clown show is the best we can come up with for candidates is proof that anyone with the sense God gave a rock is too smart to apply for the job anymore.

The brass ring is electrified and only an egomaniacal moron would even try to grab for it.

Off day.

On my day off this past Sunday, I went into the shop with the Glock 37 and another hundred rounds of Remington UMC 230gr FMJ.

I hadn't eaten breakfast and, in fact, the only thing in my stomach that morning was a can of Mello Yello Zero, since I was anticipating meeting Bobbi for lunch and didn't want to ruin my appetite.

As a result, I was shaking like a dog passing peach pits and, although I kept the first box in the X ring with a few strays into the 10 ring, I was flagging fast. Common sense said to pack it in and save the second box for later, but I had the ammo with me...

On the first round from the first magazine of the second box, I dropped that one at 6 o'clock right next to the "9".

I might have cussed a little.

All hope of a Glamour Shots target ruined, I did a three magazines trying to work on fast presentations from low ready, still at seven yards. I saved the last magazine for some slow fire at ten feet, which would be that cluster of holes up by the upper number seven. I wanted to leave on a happy note. It was only moderately successful.

The Glock 37 has now fired 960 rounds since it was last cleaned or lubed, with one parts breakage. 1,040 rounds to go.

Saturday, January 30, 2016

...and a GAP update.

Thanks to a generous friend o' the blog who hooked me up with some ammo, I ran a hundred rounds of Remington UMC 230gr FMJ through the Glock 37 after work yesterday.

Outran my headlights on a couple shots, there.

The Glock 37 has now fired 860 rounds since it was last cleaned or lubed, with one parts breakage. 1,140 rounds to go.

Friday, January 29, 2016

Still shootin'...

After work yesterday I took the P250 out on the range with another hundred rounds of Lucky Gunner's Fiocchi .380 95gr FMJ ammo.

The gun continued to run without drama.

I spoke with some guys at the Sig Sauer booth at the Acusport business conference in Fort Worth earlier this week and was assured that these things would be shipping Real Soon Now. This is cool, because I could have probably sold near a dozen already.

That's 1426 rounds fired since the gun was last cleaned or lubricated, with one failure to go completely into battery (#447). 574 rounds to go.