Teh Squeaky Wheel
Monday gaaaaaaaaaaahreetings from dank and Happy Larryville, GN.
Thread pic caption: “The Cat That Ruined Christmas.”
I got nothin’ else; buh.
NSA keywords: poor, morale, buwahahahaha, good
Good morning, Gerbil Nation!
Greetings from chillycold SoCal!
Teh Younger has finals this week and arrives home Wednesday night!
Is he home for holidays, Paddy?
Yes, he’ll be home until late January (freshmen don’t take the 4-week winter term, they already took it in early August).
Three minutes is long enough.
Cold and windy out here today.
I had to laugh the other day. A friend of mine earlier this year bought a new 1911. It’s a S&W PD model. He loves the gun, paid like $1200 for it, and the only problem with it is that about 10% of the time, the ejected casing strikes him in the forehead. So he took it to this gunsmith in Canoga Park that everybody, and I mean everybody, recommends for 1911s. The guy is like 80 years old and a legend, but he’s the same guy that I had some problems with when I took in my 1911 for jamming and barrel linkage problems.
So we pick the gun up Saturday morning and the guy explains how he tweaked the the ejector, tweaked the extractor, and it should be good to go. So we go out to the range and I’m in back of my buddy watching where the brass flies. First magazine: 3 rounds go forward, the 4th is a forehead hit, the next 2 go to the right and backwards and the last one shoots straight back over his right shoulder and hits me in the chest.
He tries a couple of more magazines with similar results. I give it a whirl and all of them go up and forward. The range master comes out and tries it and the brass is flying all over the place. My friend is a little pissed, but there you go.
So we play around with some rental guns and then go back to the gunsmith. It’s a head scratching puzzler to him. He makes some more tweaks and says to try it out and let him know which will be in a couple of weeks. Some research on the problem tho and it looks like it’s a kinda known issue with this model.
I know that if the brass is hitting me in the head, my wrist is snapping. That’s always been my problem. I don’t know if you were in a position to see your buddy’s form though.
[nothing to compare to Mac & Rabbit’s cold snap]
Man, we got lucky Saturday night. We weren’t *supposed* to spend the ENTIRE day up at our friend’s house, but we did (and fvck it got cold: 18°). We experienced some freezing drizzle on the way home, but figured it’d dissipate as we got further south.
We *just* hit our little burg’s city limits as they were getting ready to close ALL the bridges. Even the just the leetle bit elevated ones. On my way back from Wal-Mart on Sunday, every bridge on the FM road I take home had gravel on it. Every. one.
I don’t think they did that when it snowed. And those poor bastards on the police and sheriff’s depts. standing out in that sh¡t directing traffic.
It’s warming up though… ::rolleyes::
Other than that, I ain’t got much -- I wish I could get a reset on yesterday -- not enough relaxation. I may still have been thawing out from the installation “favors” from Saturday.
Typical Texas lunch today: eat, go outside for a smoke, shoot skwirrel for dog. Cracks me up. The pup’s slowly picking up the “you spot it, you get to eat it” rule that’s in place.
He tried going outside a couple of times, but the look Lati threw over his shoulder when he got through the screen door made him reconsider.
Well, I must tend to fires and pre-Bear’s game rituals.
Yeah, I wondered about that--the weak wrist thing--that’s why we tried it with 3 different shooters and a full magazine fired from the bench rest.
Oh, a shiny new server! I bet it has the best and biggest wheel in town.
So we get new digs? Fresh shavings? Whoo hoo!
I read the author of that post as ‘TS Wadministrator’.
Yes, I R Bad Gerbil.