Sorry, but Chapter 8 required somewhat more “research” than I realized.
Till next week.
Below is some of the usual stuff.
Sorry, but Chapter 8 required somewhat more “research” than I realized.
Till next week.
Below is some of the usual stuff.

If you think a little thing like crap weather is going to stop Parisians from doing what they do so well, think again. And here’s the background music: two whole hours of it.
Wish I was there.
Sorry, folks: New Wife and I have been booted out of our apartment while they perform some much-needed maintenance and major repairs on the place, so we’ve had to book a hotel room* for the weekend.
As a result, I’ve had to postpone Chapter 6 of the Memoirs until next week. Tomorrow will just feature a few posts containing the usual motley collection of guns, broads, cars and a couple of the usual rants, and Sunday the Classic Beauty, as always.
*Purely coincidentally [eyecross], said hotel room is only a few steps away from the new Collectors Firearms store in Dallas. Wish me luck.
When talking about my recent acquisition, I referred to the S&W .38 revolver as a Model 60 — my mistake, as Reader Ken had originally told me that it was a Model 10 M&P (Military & Police, for those not familiar with S&W’s various nomenclatures).
Of course, I’m an idiot and can only plead Old Fart’s Disease plus (if I may make just a feeble excuse) my complete confusion with Smith & Wesson’s cuneiform-style of model numbering. (And I mean “cuneiform” in terms of its incomprehensibility and not how they write it — although it wouldn’t surprise me if their next revolver model is termed as
a.k.a. M&P, I mean why the hell not?)
Anyway… I seem to have wandered somewhat off the track — yet another symptom of OFD — so let me wind this up by making a fulsome apology.
And yes, I’ve gone full Winston Smith and corrected the earlier post, not because I’m like the New York fucking Times, but because for some reason people sometimes use me as a reference, and I wouldn’t want the mistake to cause confusion.

All that apology stuff aside, I should point out that this lovely gun shoots a lot better than I can shoot it: at 25 ft distance, 2″ groups rested and palm-sized groups offhand. Interestingly, I’m more accurate shooting .38+P than regular .38 Special ammo.
It has replaced the little Model 637 snubbie as an alternative carry piece to the 1911 if my clothing requires a smaller profile.
The only question remaining to be asked is: Why the hell did it take me so long to get one of these fine guns?
[exit, kicking myself]
Been a little under the weather the past couple days, hence the light posting.
Normal service should resume tomorrow.

Got a new laptop. Lenovo. (Hello, my little yellow friends over in Beijing! Enjoy what you read here! You fuckers.)
Busy re-installing my entire life, which may take a while.
Blogging will be light today… and maybe even tomorrow.


I haven’t broken anything yet, nor have I felt the urge to throw the thing in the pool; but the day is young. At least all the keys respond when pressed, and I don’t need packing tape to keep the power cord plugged in, to mention just a couple of benefits.