Desert MARPAT on a Glock

I forget which model this is (as if it matters,)

Had to hand mix colors, as usual; nothing matches the fabric right out of the bottle.

Signature Snow on a Marlin

Just playing catch-up here, folks. Remember- 2 jobs AND a shop. Lots to pay off before the world goes up in Glenn Beck's "Fiery Flood."

Why, oh WHY!?!

Why do people put their guns in fluffy cases, haul them in and out of the house, and forget to oil them since 1957?
This former SuperModel of an Ithaca Model 37R will now need refinished, its collectors value consigned to the ash-heap of history,

This is gonna feel (to me) like having to do reconstructive cosmetic surgery on a perky and firm 25-year-old Denise Richards(had she been hideously disfigured.).
Kinda depressing, and the results, while possiblt way cool, will NEVER be as sweet-assed as the original version was.

So here are the BEFORE pictures:






After discussion with the owner and the work is finished, I'll put up the AFTERs.

...and, while I'm thinking of it, DOLLHOUSE ROCKS. Nice job, Joss. We missed ya, buddy.

1100 from a tropical paradise

...or at least, located where a tropical paradise should be.
The only thing that bugged me about sending this back to the owner was the amazing lack of a fiber-optic front bead on the sawed-down vent ribbed barrel.

2001 Mercury Grand Marquis-with Hyperdrive!

The other day, returning from the shop, as I was blazing along I-35, I beheld a beautiful, if not Indiana Jones-like sight. For about a 2-3 mile stretch, there were simply CLOUDS of bats over the interstate. It had recently warmed up just enough for flies to reappear in the shop vicinity, so there must have been food in flight.
While pondering the awesomeness of what I was seeing and wondering if perhaps Bruce Wayne was nearby, I blew past one of Iowa's Finest.
AS is habit, I look down at the speedometer, make the appropriate adjustments, and then just to make sure all is kosher in dataland, I proceed to reset the GPS in the car.
Lo, and behold!



Apparently, the Mrs. had her friends at CAR-X install a hyperdrive.
And here I was always jealous of the cool kid bloggers that drive EuroCars. Hell, now all I needs is to get me an R2 unit and DuraCoat me some proton torpedoes, and I'm ready to rock.

Straight from the horse's ass...

"...Today does not mark the end of our economic troubles. Nor does it constitute all of what we must do to turn our economy around. But it does mark the beginning of the end..." (emphasis was THERE when he said it.)

I'm telling ya- if you don't read JWR's site daily, you are missing out on info you might NEED soon.

Also, as a funny...

My SON gives me the finger(s)

So we got to do the second ultrasound the other day, and lo & behold- it is a BOY.
One would think that I could now cease stockpiling weapons and ammunition; in reality, I now have to buy TWO of everything.
Dammit.

Sucky old Iowa here is expecting 10-12 inches of snow on Friday, which will keep me out of the shop Saturday; pisses me off as I wanted to knock out a couple of sets of grips and redo my parkerizing setup. (in case anyone wonders why gunsmiths seem to take forever to get stuff done...)
At least tomorrow I'll be able to finish the grips I started 2 weeks ago, and get some sweet pics of a .17 Marlin being done in Signature Snow (plus.)
Perhaps the TimMeister shall even learn AK disassembly...
The newest family member needs a tan. Mwahahahaha!