Neanderpundit

Maims on the other.

I have a rather large handful of home improvement projects I must finish before I can consider any range time, but when the time comes, I know I will be grinning from ear to ear.

I will meet with my optometrist, perhaps even take him to the range with me, and have him examine my eyes to confirm I am not in any danger of retinal separation- though he figures probably not.

I am a recoil junkie. And I cannot keep myself from grinning every time I touch the rifle. I want to carry a couple rounds of the ammunition with me, just because. I can’t wait to have a cartridge belt full of bloody nearly 4″ long shells.

Now what I want is a big pile of Kynoch/Ely brass to load up stinky hot with Barnes solids.

Trouble follows.

Oglet on a school trip to do habitat-type work. Miss her already. Hope she has fun and learns lots.

Ever notice you hardly ever see a nun looks like Rosalind Russell?

Oh, God I was just Andy Rooney for a minute there. Well, I almost have the eyebrows for it.

there are several kinds of nerve endings. Some, like the Pacinian corpuscles and the Meissner corpuscles, respond to vibration. Others, like the Krause corpuscles and Ruffini endings, respond to pressure. Some “Free” nerve endings are specific to heat and other sensations.

There is no”I’ve been shot” nerve ending. SO when that buckshot birdshot hits you your nerves don’t know what sensation to send you. In their confusion they often send a signal for “Heat”, which is why people often say a GSW burns.

I never felt too much from the buckshot birdshot I accumulated in the process of disputes over produce, but I can tell you for sure, that when Dad takes out that pocketknife and digs the shot out it’s not as gentle as it might be. All part of the learning experience, I suppose. And sitting in a bathtub soaking out bits of rock salt is not particularly fun, either.