P95Carry
Moderator Emeritus
Ramblings of a retired mind .... (some shooting relevance!)
I was thinking about how a status symbol of today is those cell phones that everyone has clipped on. I can't afford one, so I'm wearing my garage door opener. Now everyone thinks that I'm cool, too.
You know, I spent a fortune on deodorant before I realized that people didn't like me anyway.
I was thinking that women should put pictures of missing husbands on beer cans!
I was thinking about old age and decided that it is when you still have something on the ball but you are just too tired to bounce it.
I thought about making a fitness movie for folks my age and call it "Pumping Rust."
I have gotten that dreaded furniture disease.... that's when your chest is falling into your drawers!
You know when people see a cat's litter box, they always say, "Oh, have you got a cat?" Just once I wanted to say, "No, it's for company!"
Employment application blanks always ask who is to be notified in case of an emergency. I think you should write, "A Good Doctor!", or Sex, "Yes, Sometimes."
Why do they put pictures of criminals up in the Post Office? What are we supposed to do . . . write to these people? Why don't they just put their pictures on the postage stamps so the mail carriers could look for them while they delivered the mail?
Still love my shooting but that ain't all it used to be .................
I never bothered with bipods before but now it's Harris all the way. Why do my rifles seem so much heavier?! They've all got slings now too.
I used to think ''limp wristing'' was an insult but now know exactly what it means.
I still reload - of course - but now find that a full length resize stroke needs both hands, on a good day.
Iron sights ..... <bletch> ....... I have converted everything now to red-dot or scope ..... even my reading glasses don't cut it any more.
Do people realize how hot you get when dressed with three layers of clothes - in summer? Just because recoil on bone is so damned painful.
''Practical pistol'' now, is no longer speed ........ it's finding the knack of overcoming gravity AND arthritis at the same time.
I finally realized I should maybe stop spending on shooting and put some money aside for my funeral but then thought ... shucks, why bother. My guns will make enough money to bury me three times over.
I was thinking about how people seem to read the Bible a whole lot more as they get older then it dawned on me . . they were cramming for their finals. As for me, I'm just hoping God grades on a curve rather than pass/failed.
I was thinking about how a status symbol of today is those cell phones that everyone has clipped on. I can't afford one, so I'm wearing my garage door opener. Now everyone thinks that I'm cool, too.
You know, I spent a fortune on deodorant before I realized that people didn't like me anyway.
I was thinking that women should put pictures of missing husbands on beer cans!
I was thinking about old age and decided that it is when you still have something on the ball but you are just too tired to bounce it.
I thought about making a fitness movie for folks my age and call it "Pumping Rust."
I have gotten that dreaded furniture disease.... that's when your chest is falling into your drawers!
You know when people see a cat's litter box, they always say, "Oh, have you got a cat?" Just once I wanted to say, "No, it's for company!"
Employment application blanks always ask who is to be notified in case of an emergency. I think you should write, "A Good Doctor!", or Sex, "Yes, Sometimes."
Why do they put pictures of criminals up in the Post Office? What are we supposed to do . . . write to these people? Why don't they just put their pictures on the postage stamps so the mail carriers could look for them while they delivered the mail?
Still love my shooting but that ain't all it used to be .................
I never bothered with bipods before but now it's Harris all the way. Why do my rifles seem so much heavier?! They've all got slings now too.
I used to think ''limp wristing'' was an insult but now know exactly what it means.
I still reload - of course - but now find that a full length resize stroke needs both hands, on a good day.
Iron sights ..... <bletch> ....... I have converted everything now to red-dot or scope ..... even my reading glasses don't cut it any more.
Do people realize how hot you get when dressed with three layers of clothes - in summer? Just because recoil on bone is so damned painful.
''Practical pistol'' now, is no longer speed ........ it's finding the knack of overcoming gravity AND arthritis at the same time.
I finally realized I should maybe stop spending on shooting and put some money aside for my funeral but then thought ... shucks, why bother. My guns will make enough money to bury me three times over.
I was thinking about how people seem to read the Bible a whole lot more as they get older then it dawned on me . . they were cramming for their finals. As for me, I'm just hoping God grades on a curve rather than pass/failed.
LOL
