Planning to have a grillup with a couple friends, this weekend.
– Meat to be determined as looks good at the butcher the day before. Probably pork chops and there will definitely be sausages.
– Growler of local microbrew
– Bowl of Limmers Club punch
– Twice-baked potatoes
– Maybe Boston baked beans because fuck your food pairings, this is the Northcountry
One of the friends has demanded a viewing of Troll Hunter and Hansel & Gretel Witch Hunters will probably go in before sobriety rears its ugly head, as well. Been too long since I hosted a belligerent cookout.
Edges have been buffed since taking that awful photo and just need to set an eyelet in place of the machine screw.
Just got a shiny new Bushnell TRS-25. I don’t like it and should have spent the few extra bucks for another Primary Arms micro.
The emitter is at 6 o’clock and completely blocks the front sight on the Benelli MR1 while the adjustment knob is stiff as hell but might maybe loosen with use I guess. Not going to return or sell it but will just save up for a new PA micro.
It will be handy to have a little red dot I give no shits about as a beater to slap on new things and maybe do stupid stuff with. It looks and feels comparabpy rugged to the Primary Arms unit I gave my father a while back, at least.
Just ordered a couple knife blanks to try my hand at scale and sheath making. Because I get these urges and there is no hope for me.
Assorted beer/cider in the fridge, growler cleaned and ready to top off at the pub, ballistic gel/tripod/loaner camera/chrono/ammo ready to try out, my first proper dartboard mounted and belligerent wooden pub darts next to it, copies of Troll Hunter/Hansel & Gretel Witch Hunters/Zardoz/9 on the movie shelf, fresh airgun targets set aside, and sausages in the freezer ready to uncover the grill.
If only Friday would hurry up and get here so I wasn’t just teasing myself midweek.