Neanderpundit

And how do they always end up driving in front of me?

Yesterday, on the way into work, I run across a guy in a hy-rail truck, who drives slower and slower and slower until he finally stops dead on the expressway, pulls over, and starts yapping on his cellphone. Traffic is heavy enough that I can’t get around him until he gets to the median. And I nearly get creamed by the horde behind me.

We didn’t need Christopher Columbus. This shit proves that the earth is round. No way this guy would EVER have gotten ahead of me if he hadn’t started eighteen years ago,in Peru.

Christ, I need some coffee.

One of the wife’s brotherinlaws passed this week, she’s on her way to the funeral, the oglet staying with Mom as she’s more readily available as I work.

Godspeed, love of my life. I feel for you, for your loss, I await your safe return.

The barrel wrings in perfectly. The damned thing is so pretty it makes me cry. I can hardly wait till the rest of it is ready for blue. headspace nearly perfection itself. The go gauge goes and the no go gauge no goes.

I need to mess a bit with the shell carrier. Not too much, though, I don’t think. And the ejector leaves something to be desired. But again, not a dealbreaker. Photos sooner or later. I’m having too much fun playing. If I can get it to shoot well for me I’m gonna have something nice.