The tools and the talent

I don't consider my self to be much of a pistol marksman, but I seem to do much better than some people I know who actually own pistols.  How does that happen?  I suppose the fact that I would try to practice regularly when I actually owned a pistol myself, could have something to do with it.  Of all my friends, I'm pretty sure I was the only one to actually do this.  Sometimes I wonder if shooting guns is just a social thing for them.  Which also makes me wonder, what possesses someone to go through the trouble of buying a firearm, when they have no motivation or intention to actually practice with it? 

Back when I had more money, this was something I did at very regular intervals.  Every week to two weeks, I would just buy two or three boxes of ammo and just go.  No need to make it a social occasion, I honestly wanted to be a better shot.  I often wondered how much I was really accomplishing, considering I have had no formal training and was somewhat new to pistol shooting in general.  But, apparently it pays off, because I am now known as the best pistol shot amongst most I know.

Long story short, I guess I'm just trying to say that it don't take a whole lot of effort to become an acceptable  shot, but it seems a lot of people aren't even willing to put forth the minimal effort needed to become mildly proficient in the use of their own weapons.  That just boggles the mind.

Anyways, looks like I might get in to a heated firefight with a few friends later, so wish me luck.

SHOT show shenanigans

Nah, I wish I could go to the SHOT show.  That would definitely get my mind off of the all the crap I gotta put up with every day.  The worst is when you know of someone that gets free tickets to go to SHOT and they don't use 'em, but you still have no chance of going.  That's crap.  So, I just go to my local gun show and pretend I'm there.  Kinda hard to do when there aren't any booth babes, but that's not what I'm going there for, so I guess it's still plausible in my mind.

As for the actual SHOT show, there's been some interesting stuff announced and some things that are completely baffling.  One that belongs in the latter category would be the Mossberg chainsaw.  If you're unfamiliar with it, basically it's a model 500 with a chainsaw grip mounted to the pump.  Yeah, pretty ridiculous.  The things that I thought were interesting, on the other hand, were the the ADCOR Defense BEAR and the PCP polymer cased ammunition.  Pretty nifty stuff.

Anyways, since I can't be at SHOT, I'm thinking of just getting away from it all today.  Maybe just go hiking for the hell of it.  Been a few weeks since I did that.

nope

Just aint feeling it today, so I guess that calls for more music.

The braindead Brady bunch

So, when I started this blog, it wasn't my intention to make light of current events.  However, the MSM and political reactions to the recent shooting in Arizona, seems to give lefties an unlimited pass to blame it on just about anything.  They are throwing out every slime-ball tactic in the greasy, filth-ridden left field, ranging from blaming Sarah Palin, to blaming it on lack of gun control (despite the fact that most Americans disagree).  Now, the one that gets me the most, is the gun control one.  We've been through this before, and every time (well, most of the time), we the people have seen reason, and refused.  Mission accomplished.

But what about the gun banners?  Well, in their failures, I seem to have developed some pity for the losing team, and have devised a way to help them illustrate their point.  I'm going to market a video game that shows the world that being prevented from exercising basic human rights, not only makes everything safer, but more fun!  Ladies and gentlemen, I give to you, Medal of Citation: Gun Control; Neutered Ops!

It will be a standard First Person Shooter game in which, much like other FPS' it will require you to navigate dozens of levels riddled with terrorists, crazies, rapists, pirates, crackheads, muggers, invading armies, zombies, and whatnot, all trying to kill, rob, eat, and/or rape you.  The twist is that this game will also force you to adhere to varying levels of gun control depending on your difficulty.  This will be enforced by an in-game representation of actual gun-control supporters! It will have four modes of difficulty:

my subconcious is retarded

Someone called me around 7:30 this morning, and I was so tired that once the call was over, I went to sleep and had a dream.  In this dream, I was walking down a pathway in some kind of park, when I saw the person that called me, standing a few dozen yards away.  What was weird was that they were dressed in some kind of nordic/viking outfit and was holding a freaking claymore that was bigger than they are.  That's when this person starts to yell and charges right at me.  I wasn't really scared, but I was so shocked to see this, that I couldn't move.  They continue to charge me, screaming the whole way, while I remain motionless.  As this person approaches me, they raise their sword to strike me down, but right as the sword is about to hit me, the dream ends.

Freaking weird huh?  See, the worst part of it all though, is that I wouldn't put it past this person to actually do something like that.  Man, I may need some professional help, or something.

Unrequited hate

I miss the good old days of when I didn't give in to my anxieties, emotions and insecurities.  I liked it when I was that soulless, funny, and above all, kind person.  My whole new years resolution this year was to try to be less of a jerk to people in general.  It aint panning out too well.  I swear, the harder I try, the easier it is to just revert to being horrible.  Hence, one of the many reasons I chose the name of St. Grendel in the first place, because I'm just too good at being horrible.  I guess there's just no saving me.  I'll just end up being one of those old people that's just filled with hate and regret, and has to take that out in the worst ways on other people that don't deserve it.  Or, I could just be bi-polar.  Whatever.

The Dr. is in!

Yep, it's Martin Luther King Jr. Day, and I did all my celebrations on Saturday.  We had another massive LAN party, despite all the flakes that said they'd be there and didn't show.  I ended up playing till about 4:30 in the am, powered solely on a mix of almost pure caffeine and Mexican sodas.  Even after I threw in the towel and passed out in a pile of vomit after hitting my head on a desk, everyone else kept going at it till about 6 am.  The best part though, is that I had to go to church in the morning, so I didn't get more than about four and a half hours of sleep, so by Sunday night I was eager for some z-time but couldn't get more than a wink because a selected individual, who I will just say is battier than Bruce Wayne's basement, decided to call me sometime after midnight.  Wasn't even that long of a call, but I'm one of those people that once they are up, I'm up for the rest of the day no matter how tired I am.  All in all, my weekend was pretty "amaaaaaaazing!"

In all seriousness though, I do enjoy Dr. King day (though not quite as much as Guy Fawkes day), because it reminds us that we all need to do our part in making the government fear us.  Cuz lets face it, when they don't fear the people, we get crap like this:



Care for some shoulder things that go up, anyone?

antisocial

So, I was playing starcraft 2 with a couple friends last night and it seemed like no one was playing the game-type we were, because the stupid lobby would never fill up.  So one of my friends says, "Where the heck are all the nerds?  It's a friday night for heaven's sake!"

Slow day

There's nothing like pissing off people you're trying hard not to.  Oh well, just gonna have to get some more musical therapy going.  Another artist that I'm not really into, but I do enjoy this song.

SCAR news...but who cares?

Yesterday, I read a story on The Firearm Blog about the multi-caliber lower for the SCAR developed by some guy in Germany.  I suppose this is as good a time as any to say that I know of another rifle that is made by an American company that is just as light, thinner, cheaper, doesn't have a reciprocating bolt handle, or a stock that breaks, and was designed from the beginning to be a multi-caliber platform.  The Robinson Armament XCR.  After having a few opportunities to fool around with both rifles, I must say the ergonomics of the SCAR is practically a nightmare compared to the natural experience that is the XCR; at least, that's how I felt.