My trip to the Frozen North is complete...
The Event went well... Stats were kept, scores were made, obstacles were encountered and overcome.
Went to dinner with Dan and JR and no one ordered dessert. Wait- what?
A game of Asshole broke out and I didn't fall over in my chair, JR didn't throw up as I was talking to the police, and we did not wind up 50' yards offshore in our underwear at 1:00am.
Yay.
I visited a shooting range (Manchester Firing Line) and punched holes in some paper with a rented 92F,
and got to fire a Steyr M9, provided by a generous blogger that was on-hand...
(pretty sure this is the model...)
Melikes the M9... Nice (unique) sights, smooth firing, minimal recoil... Very nice gun.
If I wasn't so damned biased against Glocks and all things Glock-like I'd be shopping on GunBroker right now...
Next stop- Food and friends...
I met up with the Famous JayG, (again) and a group of pistol-packing Yankees at local pool hall...
After the Northeast Bloggers arrived and introductions were made, fun conversation was had, and a bit later food, drink and more shooting (shooting pool and the bull, so to speak. As a rule, most of us don't imbibe and discharge projectile weapons).
The Peeps:
Lissa and her husband Mike, whom I had met at The Firing Line...
JD and his (much) better half Terry (Terrie?) sat at the table across from me and did their best to pretend that I wasn't embarrassing them too much.
Bruce was on my left for a bit, and it was he who had (IMHO) the quote of the night: As the topic of conversation was O-(FTMF)-Bama, Bruce uttered the famous line - "That guy is as useful as a volume control knob on a head of lettuce."
Awesome, Bruce. Made my night.
Marko the Munchkin Wrangler was on hand, both at Jillians and at MFL- he was the proud owner of the Styer M9. (Thanks for letting me fire it, Marko. Again, very cool weapon.)
I also met Scotaku at the Firing Line and at Jillians; Scotaku has excellent taste in reading material, and wants to go back to Japan sometime soon....
Other victims included Zeeke42, Doubletrouble, Too Old To Work, Too Young To Retire (TOTWTYTR)
Mopar & Mrs Mopar, SciFi and his Pool-Shark Better Half, Libertyman and The Borepatches (Mr & Mrs) who were also at the Firing Line, and I watched Mrs Borepatch fire a .38 revolver with great accuracy... Better keep an eye on her, man.
Topics of conversation ranged from politics to recipes to blogging editors; we also covered Firefly/Serenity, 2nd Amendment topics, our kids and our dogs.
We moved to the are of the bar where the pool tables lived and we proceeded to abuse the felt on a couple tables for an extended visit...Witty banter ensued, and non-alcoholic beverages were imbibed.
There was an offer to display a tramp stamp, and the usage of the term ButterFace was discussed and applied to a nearby pool player. A very excellent time was had by all...
Now, this is my third official blogmeet-
There was a mini-meet in June in Orlando that I referenced earlier in this post, (my first run-in with JayG and Robb [NoPants] Allen and some Florida Bloggers), and then the October Hoosier Blogmeet in Broad Ripple Indiana...
Blogmeets (especially gunbloggers) are a blast, heh, and you meet some awesome people.
Here's the thing:
(And this is assuming that some of these people actually visit my little slice of the interweb once in a while and read this hunk of foolscap)
Is there any way to schedule one of these shindigs at a good half-way point between Indy and Yankee-land?
Maybe in the Pittsburgh area?
Hell, I'd make the trip up from
No doubt some other entities would be interested if we were to get JayG, Tam, RobertaX, Caleb, Breda, and the rest of the Gunblog Conspiracy folks in the same geographical location....
The BATF, for instance.
There'd be a few Black Helicopters, The Cigarette Smoking Man, some executives from Blue Sun, maybe The Tenth Doctor... most likely some research agents from Weyland-Yutani, Yoyodyne, and Umbrella Corp would show up too.
Hmmm... Maybe it's not such a good idea to get The Brain Trust in a localized area.
TBG- ΜΟΛΩΝ ΛΑΒE
Was great to meet ya all too!
ReplyDeleteJust guessing but butterface wouldn't happen to be playing one table over with the bare shoulders. . . .
= )
Exact-A-Mundo.
ReplyDeleteNice catch.
TBG
Butterface HA.
ReplyDeleteThere has *got* to be something in the water in that area, 'cos she looked just like every girl that age when I was pursuing girls of that age. Which was a long time ago.
Some sort of genetic standing wave function, I suppose.
Jay,
ReplyDeleteIt was a pleasure seeing you again. I am pickled tink that you had a good time; even more so considering that mother nature was doing her damnedest to make it not happen...
(But me? Famous? Pshaw...)
Like Doubletrouble said, Jillians was about the safest place to be in NH outside of the NH state police headquarters...
You know, think how much more you could despise tupperware guns if you actually had one and shot it!
ReplyDeleteI actually like the one I have, a Sig 2022. But I'd like that M9 too I think.
And might be even cheaper on Buds than gunbroker!
Hey Big Guy-
ReplyDeleteSorry I didn't get a chance to talk with you at Jillian's; I guess that's the problem with the "long table" layout.
Hopefully we'll get a chance next time.
BTW, I see you have me linked- thanks. I will get you on my "met bloggers" list; THAT should get you at least one more hit this year...
Very nice to meet you, sir!
ReplyDeleteI'm behind the curve because I didn't look as far up as her face. Or, considering the comments, maybe I'm ahead of the curve. Maybe it's me, but she bore a striking resemblance to Olive Oyl.
ReplyDeleteIt was great to meet you, you've got some great stories. All the more so because I have no doubt that they are true. No one could make that sh** up.
Your Pittsburgh blog meet idea is intriguing. If we could put a few people together to car pool, it's definitely doable.
Nice to meet you too!
ReplyDeleteAnd thanks for the firsthand inside scoop on "butterface"...
Lmao
my pool shark days were 12yr and 4 kids ago, but thanks for the compliment. :)
SCI FI says hi
hope we get to meet up again
B (aka Mrs Sci fi)