“Neighbors Regret Making Fun of His Enormous Truck and Pressure Canner”

It is a nasty, rainy day. What great news. In weather like this, the garage air conditioner will work better, and I won’t be tempted to leave home and do something fun. So it’s a perfect day to straighten up the garage and make piles of ammunition for tomorrow’s trip to the gun range.

I don’t have any idea whether I have .45 bullets. I’m afraid to look. I found Unique and primers. The bullets may well be the bottleneck.

Laser-Cast is giving 10% off on orders of over 1000 bullets. I don’t know why anyone would order fewer than that.

Hey, I forgot. I still have all sorts of Hornady .45 bullets that came free with my ammo press.

Does life ever get any sweeter than this? Hanging out in the garage, surrounded by an obscene glut of tools, with the stereo playing country music, making your own ammunition for a trip to the range with people from church?

If so, I probably could not handle it.

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How could I have doubted my own right-wing extremism? While I was cleaning the garage I found several hundred rounds of lovely .45 ACP reloads. Excellent.