February 3rd, 2002

groat

On the road again...

I slept in today, until about 11:00am. Mmmmm, twelve hours of sleep. That's a luxury I haven't been able to indulge in as of late. Once I finally work up enough to realize I needed to hit the road I managed to pry myself out of bed, medicate and feed my cat, pull on some clothes and jump into the truck. 18 gallons worth of gas later my pickup was fueled and I was ready to go! The drive up to Milwaukee wasn't too bad, really, especially since the state troopers didn't seem to be making much of an appearance on the roads I was taking.

Once I got to the state fairgrounds I discovered it wasn't just a gun show that was running this weekend, but a boat show and something else as well. Parking was a little more difficult to come by than I would have liked, but I managed to stake out a spot that was not completely in the boonies. I followed the crowd to the gun show's building, stood in line behind sixty other people (that place was doing some brisk business, I tell you) and then finally I was inside the building. I wandered around for maybe five minutes before locating Jim Groat, and shot the breeze with him for a while. He pointed me to a dealer who had some pretty fair prices on ammunition, and I picked up a thousand rounds of .357Mag for my Ruger Blackhawk, ammunition that was both cheap and of decent enough grade to be fairly good for "plinking" with. I'm happy with that purchase, at least. There were several beautiful guns (a few Taurus revolvers with a really interesting grip design, and a Springfield semi-automatic .44 that just begged for me to buy it). I killed a little more time wandering around the show, and the rest of the afternoon was spent chatting and joking around with Jim and Kitfox, who was there with Groat.

The show closed up around 5pm and I accompanied Jim and Kitfox back to Madison, because Jim had purchased a weapon that he said would "make me want to have sex with something." He wasn't kidding, that gun was absolutely monstrous and, at the same time, incredibly bitchin'. Handling a gun that used to be a fully automatic weapon that's of a pretty large caliber is something I think everyone should try at some point or another. I can't wait until the next time I'm up in Madison and we can go shooting, that will be a lot of fun to put a few clips through. Around 8:51 we left to get some groceries, returned to Jim's house and whipped up a dinner (mostly consisting of hamburgers, chips and beans... mmm, bachelor dinner). After we ate we sorted through spent brass, organizing them into different boxes for Jim to take back to the gun show tomorrow as part of a trade with the dealer I bought my rounds from. I hit the road around 11:05, knowing it'd take me about and hour and a half to get home, if not a little more. I did a fairly decent clip the whole way and got into the apartment around 12:54 or so. I jumped online to read my e-mail (two replies to posts on my LJ and the rest was spam), dropped online to say hello to Shad and the rest of the FF crew, then cranked out this entry. Now I'll strap on my wrist restraints, drop into bed, and catch some much-deserved shuteye.
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    tired tired
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Outlook not so good...

Ra threw up again this morning. Violently. Every single ounce of food he ate. It's only after I clean this up and mark the calendar that I'm informed by my roommates that he did the same thing yesterday.

*sigh* Back to the vet we go for round three.
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    worried worried
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I just wanted to see if they had a version of the QuickCam software that was XP-friendly, since the version I have says it's good for 95/98/ME/2000. I went to the web page of the manufacturer wanting only to do a quick search, but I was thwarted. If this isn't arrogance, I don't know what is. Required? Required to do what?
  • Current Music
    Pink Floyd - Run Like Hell (live)
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Further aggravation!

Sometime in the last thirty-six hours a cup fell over in my bedroom, and spilled a mixture of soda and melted ice cubes into my main server's keyboard. Through various UNIX trickeries I have managed to log out of the system and attempted to diagnose the level of trouble I've got here. It's not good... my right shift key and the "n" and "m" keys are completely nonfunctional, thus ensuring that any attempt to log in to the console on my machine are now utterly gone.

Keyboards for these buggers are $100 a pop and going fast.

I've nobody but myself to blame for this one, I was lazy and didn't dispose of the soda cup as I should have. That'll learn me!
  • Current Mood
    dumb
ashryn-londohts

Rargh?!

Stuff like this is why tactical nukes should be handed out to every Internet user who has an IQ over their shoe size.

Sickening. Just sickening.
  • Current Music
    Chess - One Night In Bangkok