SiG Lady

I've been neglecting my G34 since I bought it about a month ago. It's going into the gun case (and to the range) today for a workout. I bought it with the intention of not having to change anything on it, actually.

I've started a list of gripes already!

Grrrrl... You got that right...!... (Especially chocolate ice cream......)

What's that goofy saying about "the way to a man's heart is thru his stomach? FOOOOOOD...! You got it! (Uh, can I have pizza, please...?)

What's that goofy saying about "the way to a man's heart is thru his stomach? FOOOOOOD...! You got it! (Uh, can I have pizza, please...?)

Jeez, the next thing ya' know one of you guys'll want me to iron your shirts and feed the dog!!!!! (Did you want the beer in a bottle or a can...?)

Far be it from me to stop ANY of this. It's entertaining (and revealing)...! Rant-quality statement: I HATE POLYMER FRAMES!! There, I said it!

He ran away before I had a chance to ask! But here's the other part of the story: Sent original payment Sept 12. Still no book by end of month. benos kindly offers to send second copy about one week ago. Book arrives yesterday with postmark of Sept 17--which I suspect is the FIRST shipment. Which likely means SECOND shipment still on the way. (Of course, will return second book... if it arrives.) Meanwhile, I'm devouring the content as you might well imagine. Great line on page 9 (one of thousands, actually): "There's a level where the causes and effects are the same thing and actually become nothing at all." Chamber that one and fire it! I feel another limerick coming on.

Freaking mother of god!... are we allowed to DO this kind of thing here...????!!!! Jeez, and I've been trying to be polite!

You bet I began reading it right away. It's definitely a book within my comfort zone and one that might be picked up and put down intermittently for quite a long while. Some books are like that... can be re-read later and continue to impart their wisdom on different levels at different times--as often happens with publications dealing with awareness. Every page/paragraph/line is loaded. Well worth it already.

Carlos-- Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

(forgive the use of capital letters but this one deserves it, dear reader) IT ARRIVED!!!!! 'THE BOOK' ARRIVED!!!!!!! ...ah, handgun bliss...!

Back to the dime-on-the-sight thing for a moment: One of my mentors had me set a 9mm (or .40S&W) empty shell (vertically) atop the sight and do dry-fire trigger pulls. This was entirely intended to observe (and purge) any bad habit of flinching and/or jerking. It certainly helped get rid of that. I don't do this exercise as much as I used to, though, because I can now control this gross movement error better... Now I concentrate more on watching for small movements in sight alignment during trigger squeeze.

Heh-heh!...

I think I'd better work harder than usual at the range this weekend to EARN that "warrior" moniker!! Back a couple or so posts: The golf analogy is one that occurred to me, too. But the analogy that came even earlier than that was the DANCE STEP analogy: Learning to link the shooting fundamentals into a graceful, successful action seems like weaving together the elements of a complex dance step into a second-nature action that accurately and easily executes itself while feeling good at the same time.

Part of what I did during my lengthy broadcast industry stint was, indeed, report the news (among other things). There were many times I suggested to the management that I present interesting and solid community development news or even public affairs (for lack of better term) news series projects but was flatly denied the opportunity. Jeez... and we couldn't really do "investigative" work either, owing to the threat of instant lawsuits and terminally ruffled feathers. So it was either city council meetings (which at times were pretty interesting!!) or the lead-with-the-bleed gory ambulance-chasing stuff... or really meaningless "safe" stories. It was nearly hopeless to try and present free speech informative material. It just wasn't happenin'. The one good thing about being "the newsperson" at any given station, however, was my access to certain bits of advance/confidential info from local agencies that I had to 'sit' on until given the OK by the agency in question. Sometimes that was personally gratifying but I was still obliged to abide by the honor of the agency's request and remain in media paralysis until given the signal. It was all quite frustrating, really.

In the halcyon days of REAL radio news, a popular (and responsible) news reporter customarily ended every cast with, "If you don't like the news, go out and make some of your own." I still think about that... and pass it along to the right minds.

twixxxxxx-- Oh, I think I was just singing out loud on the keyboard there... (none of you have seen ME while I'm "practicing for accuracy" either!)

Back a coupla-three-or-four decades ago reporters (and media folks in general) used to be genuinely investigative and knowledgeable about what they put out over the airwaves... That has long since become an outdated (and even despised) practice. What are left are hollow, plastic un-reasonable facsimiles of the real thing that used to be, well, the real thing. What passes for "News" these days is hardly that!!

It can probably be cut and pasted somehow... But I think I'd better start gearing the "poetry" more toward the firearm trade or Our Host will boot me off the site for being a nuisance.

OK, I found it: It's under "Questions that Don't Fit Anywhere" Forum (which is probably appropriate, come to think of it......)

I posted the new limerick under a different thread (there was a lot of activity on this site this morning) and, well, sorta forgot where it was. It's there. Y'all might have to hunt for it.

¾ = Alt+190 ¼ = Alt+188 ½ = Alt+189 Just keystrokes. I lost track of the thread where you posted your poem, but I'll go ahead and do the (threatened) limerick here instead: A waltz or a guy?--it's a mystery; (I hardly know much of his ancestry)... But in three-quarter time He dishes out rhyme In the realm of the 10-zone--such mastery! Kind of a hasty one, but I gotta go to work. Later!

God, I love it. Look out, you've reawakened the limerick lady here!.....

Holy powder burns, Batman...! I just posted myself into another level.....