'Tis the Season to be Quiet, Fa la la la la, la la, la la

It's taken quite some time to get all the paperwork fixed, gunsmithing done, and find some time to get out to the range.  Fortunately (for high-sigma values of 'fortunately'), I felt like death warmed over this morning when it was time to get up to go to work.  Out of an abundance of caution, I called in sick.  A few more hours sleep, then shanghai'ed into taking the kids to school, and a few more hours sleep, and I felt much better.  I had a few hours left to go before my usual school pick-up routine, so I used it productively.

The new Trijicon RX06 sight is an amazing improvement.  Using the top point of the triangle as the aiming point, I was able to put .22LR rounds within an inch of each other.  Miss Tacticute will be thrilled.

I know when I'll be shooting next.  After all the sturm und drang over the shooting in Connecticut by a high disturbed young man, whose mother was trying to have committed, the end result of my discussions with my wife is that she (out of the blue) told me she wanted to get familiar with firearms.  After eleven years of marriage, and tens years of being pretty clear she wasn't interested, this surprised me a little.  But I kept her out of the guns stuff when she wanted to be out, and I'll certainly support her now that she wants to know.  In typical fashion, this has ballooned into a fully planned pistols in the morning, long guns in the afternoon extravaganza.  I guess I'll just have to keep up with the agenda.