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Today went to the Bass Pro Shop in Destin Florida looking for a hat. As I entered there was a young man at the door, doing the little "Hi would you like a credit card?" thing. Usually I just roll past quickly, but the way he spoke was a bit thick sounding, so I slowed down just so he wouldn't feel bad. Took the little flyer as it was good for $20 off your first purchase. Shopped around and did find my new hat for $40 so I went and got the card. He was thrilled and I kind of thought he might be a bit slow, so it was nice to cheer him up. While the lady was helping me sign up, the store manager

Carol is starting a new cancer med today. The previous one just had too many really bad side effects for her to tolerate so she’s been off it for about 3 weeks. Hoping this one will be better.

Moments like this are why I love the mountains. This barred owl spent much of yesterday evening and again this morning hunting the river next to our campsite. It even perched in a tree less than 20' from where I stood, and then flew so close I felt the air circulate off its wings.

In related news, membership applications for the Brookfield Conservation Club are up 5,000 percent over two weeks ago! Goody said they were the friendliest group he ever had the pleasure of speaking with.

JEDI Creeker, here's my .02 As I age and seemingly get less aggressive in my life, I find meowndangself being content with Cowboy Action Shooting being played on the UNlevel playing field. At the clubs I shoot, everyone seems to try and keep things equal/consistent, etc..... but even "I" will blurt out some shooter assistance when I TO if I think it might save someone a bad safety infraction or 'P'. Its probably ingrained in me from seeing it done by others as 'The Cowboy Way' in helping someone. But in my heart, I would be happy if TO'

When I was about 9 years old, I accompanied my father to the funeral of a friend of his, someone who I didn't even know. When we got there, I stayed in a corner waiting for the time to pass. Then a man approached me and said, 'Enjoy life kid, be happy because time flies. Then he passed his hand over my head and left. My father, before leaving, forced me to say goodbye to the dead person. When I looked in the coffin, I was horrified to see that the man in the coffin was the same man who had just spoken to me! I was so traumatized I couldn't

Not yet. My biz plan requires a more normal level of availability for new firearms... My main focus is buying estates. If I have inventory I'll sell at normal markup... Those that price their products at stoopid prices can go pound sand! I've structured my life so that I'll shelve an activity for a while before I pay BS prices. Phantom

With fishing season upon us. Fish & Game wanted to remind all Kodiak bears, the limit is 14 salmon and only one tourist, per day, per bear.

The same gun that was actually the most popular in 1879 - a shotgun.

I guess I didn't realize it was this weekend - that makes this a justifiable expense if I tell my kids I gave them the money to buy it for me, and just skipped a step. Found it on a "local" Montana gun board classifieds. ANIB for $500, complete with box & papers, and the guy drove 85 miles to meet me in Helena with it - only about a 15 mile drive into town for me. He probably had other business here though, as Lincoln is a tiny town of only ~850 people. Appears to be unfired. Single Six .32 H&R mag.

Spilled corn. Somebody left the chute open.

Summer Has Arrived!!!

There is nothing I can say that wouldn't get me banned.

On my Hungryman dinners it says to uncover, stir the potatoes and recover. Sometimes I do not recover.

Yeah, from listening to the Beatles I turned into a lunatic drug user…got all my shots and injections in the Navy. Then I went on to work with all the losers in our Aerospace Industry developing way “far out man” technologies in the Star Wars program. Then, because of my addiction to service I went to work in the public sector on rail transit. Been doing that for 33 years, so yeah, my life got all messed up by the Beatles. Hell, it drove me to running sound for rock & roll and heavy metal bands as a hobby. Beatles music was also the “gateway” for me to get into harder music, like Satan’s h

There's no butter in that picture.

I'm sure there are those who would flame me for this, but here goes: Back in the late 80's, through the generosity of an old friend I acquired a Remington built 1903. When I received it, it was only a barreled action from which someone had attempted to chisel the rear sight sleeve, and had then taken a buffing wheel to and removed "all that ugly gray stuff." Someone had had an idea of "sporterizing" the rifle, but evidently lost interest after butchering it and discarding all the furniture - including the stock. With the spirit that fellas are showing here regarding C