Ol’ Eric wants to change the world… and why not?
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Black Day
I really, really don’t need news like this:
Jeremy Clarkson has revealed he has been diagnosed with ‘aggressive’ cancer in a devastating clip for his Amazon Prime Video show.
FFS.
Perfect
Iain Tyrrell talks about one of my favorite cars of all time, the Lamborghini 400GT.
Here’s my take. Lamborghini, when it popped the Countach cork, went off to some kind of schoolboy fantasy design trip, and they’ve stayed with it ever since. I know, there’s a market for that kind of thing because clearly there is a vast customer market of men with small penises.
But their first cars — the 350GT and the 400GT — were the closest to old man Ferruccio’s original plan for his cars: fast, reliable and comfortable tourers: the antithesis of the capricious and unreliable Ferrari sports cars, in other words.
Now watch the video and listen to that glorious V12 pushing the back of the car down as it accelerates.
Want.
I’ve ranted before about the foolishness of men who would drop half a million bucks on a car, and I still feel that way. But I might just make a teeny exception for a 400GT (because that’s what a well-restored one of these goes for, if you can find one). The one that Tyrrell’s driving would be worth far north of that sum because of the custom-built pistons, amongst other delicious things, that he and his team of automotive wizards has put together.
And now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to go and check my lottery tickets.
Random Totty
For a change, how about some more MILFs? Yes, you roar say?
That’s some prime acreage right there, lemme tell y’all.
Today’s Earworm
In the midst of all the doom ‘n gloom running around in my head, it seems somewhat incongruous that Satchmo’s little ditty has been putting in an appearance…
Problematic
More than a few of my Readers have suggested that I start reloading ammo — at least the .38 Special — so that I can build up a decent stock without bankrupting my self by buying it retail.
One unbelievably generous soul has even offered to set me up with a complete reloading station (an older, simple affair that he no longer uses) including powder, primers, casings and even boolets.
Did I mention before that I have the best damn Readers on the Internet?
Here’s my problem. Even with the best will in the world, I have no space to start reloading ammo. When we moved from Plano, we moved into a tiny and I mean tiny apartment that is just large enough to hold two people. There’s no way I could set up a loading station there, unless I set it up, reloaded for a few hours, then broke it all down again before New Wife got home, and then went through the whole rigmarole again and again. She’s not afraid of the business, mind you, but we just have no spare room available — I’d have to move the dining room furniture out (where?) just to be able to set it up.
We do have a garage (not attached to the apartment, but a hundred-odd yards away), but it’s not insulated — think: Texas oven — and in any event, I’m pretty sure that there’s something in the lease which says I can’t do it anyway.
So I have to decline all such offers (thanks, Bruce) and be content with buying the ammo as cheaply as I can.
Several Readers have stepped up with suggestions of places where I could do just that, and I’ll be doing the due diligence when the time comes for me to do some serious bulk purchasing. In the meantime, I discovered that Texas Legends (my local range) actually sells practice ammo at quite a reasonable price, the only problem being that it’s the heavier 158gr. loads, with nothing smaller available. Still that’s not going to kill me nor break the bank — a couple hundred rounds over the next month or so is doable — so while I hate being “short” of ammo, at least I’m not faced with the Covid-era situation where there wasn’t any ammo available.
And I have shall we say an adequate supply of premium self-defense .38 Special (chortle chortle) so the situation is not too critical.
By the way, there’s a lesson here: if you practice a lot, as I do, be sure to take stock of your ammo supply at regular intervals (as I didn’t, in this case) so you don’t end up in my predicament. I’ve always checked my .45 ACP stock levels because that’s the handgun caliber I practice with the most, but because until recently I only had the little S&W 637 Airweight (my backup), I hardly ever bothered with checking the .38 Special stock because I hardly ever shot the thing — maybe twice a year.
Now, of course, I’m in a different situation with MOAR .38 revolvers (however did that happen?) and having rediscovered the joys of centerfire revolver shooting, I’m going to be doing that a lot more.
And there’s always the .22LR guns, for which I have sufficient stocks to last me (and the Son&Heir, and his Son&Heir) several lifetimes, regardless of frequency.
Once again, though: thank you all for your concern and your support, as always.
