17 January 2009

Guns. I like them.

Since this is a brand new blog, and thus far all we have is a brief post introducing myself, and a never-ending stream of consciousness narration on radio tones (tones? What the hell was I thinking?), I guess I should discuss a few things that I really like.

Like guns.

There is no shortage of gun nuts on the internet, and I don't really consider myself one of them. Some of my more left-leaning friends might disagree with me, but that's OK. I guess the best way to describe me is thus:

I am a shooter.

And I love it. There is something hypnotic about shooting. The ability to control something so precise, so powerful, at the very tips of your fingers. It's spectacular.

There's pretty much nothing I don't shoot. My dad, wonderful man that he is, has speculated that if it has a trigger, I'm interested in it.

I can't disagree.

If I can get my hands on it, I'll shoot it. I'm not the world's biggest fan of blackpowder shooting, but I don't know if that's due to lack of experience, or just actual dislike.

With all that said, how about some gun porn?


These are from a bachlor party we threw for one of my buddies this summer. Let me modify that. When we planned this party, we didn't realize that we were throwing it on the hottest weekend of the year. In Arkansas. Where the humidity is so bad you can swim through the air. I swear, we could see the trail from each round we shot, like a damn tracer.

But I digress.

Needless to say, I might fall into the category of serious gun rights supporters. Well, almost the most serious. There are those who tend to be a might more serious that I am, but they generally live in compounds in Montana and Idaho, and don't generally have internet access. Or so I've heard.

Anyway, there's nothing I like better than a nice crisp morning spent blasting clay targets out of the sky. And, since I've been shooting since I was but a wee lad, shooting is a family affair with we Toadies. Sporting Clays, trap, skeet, 5-stand, FITASC, if it involves a clay made by White Flyer, I want to shoot it.

And then there's the bullet slingers. Handguns, long guns, and everything between (is there a category of firearms that fall in between those two? The ATF doesn't think so, but then, where does the TC Contender fall? I can't in good conscience call that a pistol, I don't care what the fine folks at Thompson think).

Anyway, let's just say that I love to shoot, and love to collect. And this is my next victim:

An EAA Witness Elite Match, in 9mm. The only problem is, I can't find one of the bastards. They're freaking impossible to come by, and the friendly folks down at the Toad Suck Gun and Pawn, they can't find me one either. Silly Serbs. They need to get their act in gear, and get me a new pistol. The monies are there, I just can't find one to buy. Or at least, one to buy at a reasonable price.

So, if there are any readers out there who have a new or gently used Witness Elite Match in 9mm, I'd love to get my hands on it.

1 comment:

  1. Welcome to our little corner of BlogWorld, How would you like to be addressed? Toad? Toad Suck? TS? Your choice . . .

    I found you by way of Ambulance Driver's referral. I've been slightly puzzled as to where to place you on my favorites list - - I figured either "EMS and Medical" or "Firearms Columns and Interests."

    That assembly of arms from that bachelor party looks interesting. I have to wonder, though, if there's a reason there are no revolvers or rifles other than autoloaders. I'm just curious if that's a personal preference on your part, or if those are simply the ones you and your pals brought along on that particular day.

    I like what you've already published and will look forward to reading you. I'm revising my sidebar blogroll and you'll be added.