The Shooting Drought Ends!

Looks like I didn't make it into the Superstition Mountain Mystery 3-Gun Match this year, but I managed to end the dry spell of not shooting matches since when, November? Of course, I managed to break my Bushy upper on the last stage, so this outing left a bad taste in my mouth. On the bright side, got to handle a KelTec KSG (thanks, Russell!). I didn't bother firing it, because it jammed up pretty fierce when Jon tried it. Well, that's not really a bright side. The bright side was trying to hit those clay targets that were flipped into the sun... and trying to sight through my Trijicon Reflex with the sun blazing into it. Yeah, bright!

Don't Tell Me

Don't tell me what to believe.  You don't know it all, nor do I.  But I know what I believe.

Don't tell me what to value.  You grew up in your shoes, I grew up in mine.

Don't tell me what I just said in your own twisted words; if you have questions, ask them.  I'll do the same.

Don't tell me what I need or don't need.  I am my own arbiter.

If you demand ideological purity and homogeneity among your circle of friends and confederates, move on past me, Citizen.  There will be plenty of extra room in your clubhouse for guns, ammo, comics, and coloring books.