Neanderpundit

is there are things I cannot eat. Oh, nothing I miss too terribly much, all the stuff that I love most is still on the “yes” list. No, I miss baby carrots. And oatmeal. Well, I can still eat oatmeal, and baby carrots, and I can even eat them together, if i choose.

What I can’t do, is eat baby carrots after only munching once or twice, allowing the still mostly intact carrot to go down. It just comes right back up.

I don’t even like baby carrots that much, so it’s worse eating them the second time.

If this is the case, say ye, why bother?

Well, if your bether regions are experiencing an-er- flareup, you eat the baby carrots and oatmeal, and you hardly chew the carrots, so they scratch that…. special itch.. on the way out.

but I’d just as soon the Infantry hang on to the M16 (what are we up to, the A4 now?). Sure, clean it up and make it better, but there aren’t too damn many rifles that will allow you to knock down a man size target at 800 meters out using the iron sights. Yeah, I know what the publicized specs are, and I also know what these critters can do.
Oh, and unless you’ve humped 1000 rounds of 7.62mm through a swamp, uphill in the snow, while it was hailing like a motherfucker, I don’t wanna hear shit about the “lameness” of a 5.56mm round. Trust me, they will knock a full grown Liberal down, on the first shot. And really, that’s all that matters, right?

This new baby I’ve been pouring my heart and soul into is slowly coming to life.

Maybe a $200 job one day, or a $300 or $400 gig the next.

It’s slow, but it’s working.