Neanderpundit

I tend to like toys. I like to get them, take them home, and play with them.

The day I finally got my double rifle, I was engrossed for nearly ten solid hours. I had been expecting it for three weeks so I already had snapcaps etc.

When I got my K-31, I spent the better part of an evening just balancing it.

hell, when I bought my Winchester 94, lo these thirty-odd years ago, I spent a whole goddamned week thinking i was the Duke.

Now I have an AR-15 The lower half of an AR-15 A piece of a rifle.

I can’t cycle the action because, well, it doesn’t have one. I can’t test the trigger pull, because it has none. I can’t hold it up to the Willow in the backyard (My favorite inanimate target) and sight along the barrel, because… you guessed it, it has none. Shit I can’t even grip it because it doesn’t even have a grip!

I know this is just the beginning and I will have lots of time to watch it grow, but it’s a bit like deciding you want an erector set and just getting one of the long pieces. You can envision the bridge that you’re going to eventually build with it, but it’s just a piece, for now.

Soon.

Boehner didn’t roll. I’m impressed.