Neanderpundit

So yesterday morning, time zone difference firmly grasped in my cranium, I hop in the car with my best friend Partner, and head on down to the funshow. We pull out of the driveway at 0600.

We got there at 1100 hours. Nice, huh? The roads were nice enough, at one point, that while trying to change lanes, the truck decided it was tired of going in that boring old forward orientation and decided to go sideways for a while.

At one point, a large box truck screamed past us at about twice our speed. We let it. About ten miles down the road, said box truck was in a ditch, it’s box less squarish than trapezoidal, and it’s contents are scattered all over the shoulder.

We arrived at the fairgrounds and parked, and it only took a brief time for Partner and I to unclench our buttocks from the seat cushions (an action caused by the aforementioned sideways excursion) and we staggered into the (by now 150 meter long) line.

I was looking for a Moisin, Partner for a Krag carbine. And possibly a Springfield Armory 03/A3 with a scant stock. We each found what we wanted but were not as happy with the asking prices and the quality. A sellers market to be sure. Found some nice ammo cans- I need to buy some larger ones, the range cans now take three trips to get into the car- but in the end, Partner’s brother got himself a nice 03/A3 (remington), Partner got himself a replacement elevation knob for his Garand (his had become stripped) and I got a spare mag for my Colt 380 Government model.

The trip home was far less eventful. Thank god.

Pitiably, a bucketload of people I’d have liked to have seen were there, and I didn’t get to see them, the damned place was insane. I cannot imagine what it will be like in warm weather. The Valpo show is coming in february, a show about 1/5 the size of Indy but supposedly a good show nonetheless.

A little hint for people that attend shows:

If you want to stop and gawk at something, STOP AND GAWK WITH YOUR BIG ASS OUT OF THE AISLE. And if you want to actually SEE the show, it helps to KEEP MOVING. THE SHOW IS NOT ON A CONVEYOR BELT, IT WILL NOT MOVE PAST YOU THAT YOU MAY REVIEW IT. One foot in front of the other, OK?

Thatisall.

It seems to come from everywhere and from everybody. Day after day; with nary a let up. From every known retailer, and wholesaler out there. From pool supply companies, which I always find a bit odd as we don’t have a pool and from Discover, I receive those checks. You know the ones I speak of. The little bundle of ten or so checks, bound together, beckoning you to spend your hard earned dollars.

From the warranty companies who are warning me I only have a few days left to act! And the insurance companies that want to make certain they take good care of Kelly and my son when I’m gone. Speaking of which, I won’t be purchasing that discount casket anytime soon, so why do those people insist on sending me stuff?

Lucky from them, I enjoy their junk mail, and I thank them for their effort, their hard earned dollars, and mountains of hard work. You see, I collect and keep the envelopes, special offers and deals I shouldn’t be able to refuse. And I use it to start fires, in my fireplace.

Thank you Discover Card. Your checks came in handy this morning when I was…

Billy Butthole stopped by and left a comment in an old old thread. See, that way he could leave his BS on my site, and think maybe I wouldn’t see it. Poor billy.

In other news, if anyone thinks that I have, here, ever suggested that I think that the Government is the “answer” to anything, your reading comprehension needs some work.

Oh, and Did I tell you Vman rocked? Vman rocks. On ice. From space.

Thatisall.