Neanderpundit

Is not the most comfortable thing, and for a while I lusted after one of these. It makes more sense to me than bringing a properly slung gun to shooting position, just slide it out of the scabbard and let gravity help you bring it into position.

I sleep with my arms up over my head, always have, so the action of reaching over my shoulder is natural and comfortable, and at the Shot Show (Our booth is close to NCstar) I tried out one of the sausage sack ones with a blue gun.

And saw the trouble with it immediately. You can’t draw a gun like that without muzzling everyone behind you, and that’s just stupid.

So I think I might buy one of these from Orvis. The weight of the gun would be on the belt but most of the benefit comes from having the gun pointed safely and being able to get it to your shoulder fast. A nice idea, I think, for a sporting arm. And it would work for scoped rifles as well.

the mornings are the kind of cool that I associate with late fall, and while we haven’t had a really hard frost in a while, I’m glad the plants which have begun to sprout are hardy. I remember suckier winters, but not a lot of them.

the dream last night is no doubt the story of Leon the Cleaner, and there is no wonder; a good deal of my job is doing cleanup for other people who make sometimes very large messes. No, it is not that sort of work, exactly, but the outcomes are not all that different, in the end. Both jobs require the ability to be immune to the damage done to certain people.

I do tend to see other people’s stories in my dreams, and that is why I never write them because I’m not fond of theft of intellectual property. I have more than enough stories of my own, and someday I may jam them together into something between covers that will, in the end, resemble nothing so much as a dutch oven.