About eleven years ago, I met a girl that excited me. I was on the way out of a bad relationship, and everybody said that it was a rebound relationship. When I was at work or school, or she was at work or school, all I could think about was freeing up the schedules to the point that I could see her again. I loved her. I was a conservative young man, and I was not going to let my emotions run away with me, but all I wanted to do was to have a life with this girl. From the first date, which included her paying for some chicken fingers at Denny’s, I felt this way. I’m here to tell you, people, the feeling does come and go.

But today, after eleven years, I was sitting at my desk at work, and I felt the same way. I couldn’t wait for the day to be over so I could be with Jenni. I was crunching the numbers, planning my shipments, prettying up an equipment manual because the last one I did was better than the older ones, and I couldn’t give it 100-percent of my attention, because I can’t stand being apart from her.

I have said on several occasions that I would fight back to back against the zombies with her, over anybody else, any day, ever. That only has a little to do with her xtreem skillz. It has more to do with the fact that I know her and love her. Have you seen my baby with a shotgun? Might I add, that is a 12-gauge? Zombies beware!!!

On the above mentioned day one – first ‘date’ and such, I’m sure that it was mostly puppy-love, but it turned into so much more. The last decade plus has wielded a relationship that is better than that perfect, first date. What I have is a soul-mate. She knows me, and she still loves me (imagine that). I will pester her about leaving shoes around the floor, and sneezing all the time, and being cold when it’s 80 in the house, and even make up annoying little nicknames for her like ‘Juniper Limb,’ which she even uses as a screen name on forums, and she only ever returns love. How could I not return that love?

I know full-well that both of you that read my blog also read hers. Therefore, I know that you know of the deal that she’s working through right now. And, I know that you know how she feels about me through the experience. Wow. I don’t feel like I’m doing anything that special. I’m simply trying my best to be there for her. “I’m trying to be my best…”

I also know that if you are following me, you know that I am also personally facing issues intertwined with all the stuff going on. It hurts, guys. It hurts bad. I vaguely wrote about it a year and a half ago. Like a sick or injured animal, I’m really not comfortable sharing the specifics of that quite yet. I feel shame. I know that I shouldn’t, but I do. I imagine the dog with the injured leg, ignoring the pain, so he doesn’t limp, and the others in the pack don’t see his weakness. That’s kind of how it feels right now.

Even though Jenni’s news only recently broke, I knew. I didn’t know who, but I knew. Before the fact, I thought it would be a relief. In a way, it is. It hurts a lot worse than I expected it to – and yet, not so much. What I had in mind was completely fictional and unreal. It was a cartoon ghost created in the dark depths of my own mind. Recently, sometimes I feel like my head is going to explode, but other times, I feel so much more free than I have before in the last decade. The funny thing is that I avoided asking her about it because I was afraid of how it would hurt. It’s still worth it, and I should not have put off the question for my own benefit. Knowing what I know now, I probably would have still let her have her time with it, and come out in her own timing. But, enough of that for now!

I love her. All else aside, this relationship is working! My ‘rebound’ relationship turned out to be the rare and wonderful ‘real thing.’ Every time we have hit a rut in the road, it has only drawn us closer together. I know that hard times can drive a couple apart, but I will reference my above comment of fighting the zombies back to back with her. Right now, we are figuratively fighting zombies. They are no longer alive, but they do threaten our very being. The times are bad. But, I’m back to back with the one person that I want to be with for the experience. If there are any two people that can live through this battle, it’s my Jenni and me. We will make it, and we’ll be stronger and closer for it.

As Jay G tends to say,

That is all.

Family Stickers

Recently, I’ve seen these things on the back windows of minivans, sedans, and urban utility vehicles. I didn’t know what the heck they were supposed to be until I started noticing the differences between them. Then it dawned on me! These were supposed to be crude depictions of the vehicle’s family! WTF? You know, I love my family and everything, but I can’t wrap my brain around wanting to have stick-figure-images representing the little clan. So, I decided to try my hand at making one of these things a little more exciting! Without further delay, in honor of Halloween, I present to you the “AW CRAP, MOMMY SNAPPED” family sticker:


Dry for Material


This really sucks! I’ve got some upcoming material, but nothing that I can really write about right now. On top of that, I’ve been a little preoccupied lately. That certainly hasn’t done well for my blogging motivation! Needles to say, Jen has been working through some issues (at a startling rate, I might add), and I’ve been facing my own demons since they tend to be intertwined with hers. Perhaps one day I’ll feel brave enough for full disclosure on such things. That might be good…

Anyway, I’m looking forward to writing up my post on this wacky, new holster that I’m making for my sister-in-law! I finished the structural forming and did some structural testing last night. The good news is that it works! It holds the gun very stable and the draw and reholster are quite quick and easy. The scheme is pink and purple, so she’ll love wearing it, and it shows off a lot of gun! The bad news is that the belt-loops are TIGHT!!!! My brother will probably have to help her get dressed when she wears the thing, at least until the leather softens up enough that it isn’t a fight to put on a belt. Also, it’s no CCW holster. It doesn’t retain well enough to keep it away from a BG, but I don’t know how much value there is in that anyway. It very decisively does not pull the gun in, so the butt prints in anything short of a very heavy coat. Hopefully, I’ll be able to post pics of the finished product soon.

Jen recently suggested that I write up a review on S&W’s 586 L-Comp, as I carry two of the suckers every day. Of course, I blinked at her and asked her why I hadn’t thought of that. I am looking forward to writing said post, but I’m going to need some fresh pics to do that. It’s been rainy and nasty, and I haven’t had a chance to clean and oil them, and any other excuse that I can think of to cover my laziness… I’ll get on that before too terribly long. I’d like to get some good range pics for that post. If all goes well, I should be able to get some this weekend.

Anyway, I know it’s been a little dry. Anybody care to loan me another gun to review on here? ๐Ÿ˜‰

p. s. – Oh, I almost forgot! I’m still looking for a sewing machine. Juki makes one that I need to spend some more demo time on, but I think it will do what I want it to. I’ll let you know how that comes out. If/when I do buy a machine, I’m going to have to get rid of some crap and do some rearranging. (I hate housework!)


Back in September, I wrote about bio-electromagnetic fields. I was thinking some more on this subject just a few days ago. In the previous post, I commented about how I wear mechanical watches, as quartz watches don’t last as long as six weeks for me. I have a couple of quality, automatics that I wear. One is an old, yet nice Tag Hauer chronograph that Jenni bought me for Christmas one year, and the other is one of the last Seiko automatics, which was an earlier gift from Jenni. (I think she’s trying to keep me around!) ๐Ÿ˜€ Alas, I have not bought myself a Rolex yet, as I haven’t made it to the Rolex-wearing level of success in life.

About two years ago, I had both of my watches overhauled by a local jeweler. Several weeks ago, my Tag no longer kept time, and the timer on it ceased to function altogether. Similarly, my Seiko was consistently losing about six minutes a month as of a few days ago. I don’t know why it only just now dawned on me that it may be that parts of the watches have taken on a slight magnetic field as I have worn them. I don’t know this to be the case, but it does make an interesting hypothesis to test. I mean, a BEMF is not exactly like the magnetic field of a refrigerator magnet, and I hadn’t even thought of the fact that it might affect magnetic metals with long exposure.

As it so happens, I inherited an Elimag watch demagnetizer from my grandfather. This is a bakelite-cased contraption with a push-button, indicator light, power cord, and a recessed area to place a watch head into for the purpose of demagnetization. This is what it looks like (except mine is black):

I’d never used it before, and didn’t know whether it actually works, but the thing is in pristine condition! When I found it, it was in the back of a closet in its original box and packaging. I decided to dig this device out of hiding and see if it would fix the problems with these two watches. What’s the worst that could happen after all?

I plugged it into the wall and placed each watch in the recessed area and pressed the button, one after the other. The push button made a ‘click’ and the light pulsed both times. I coiled up the cord and put the antique device back into it’s still new-looking packaging. Then, I reset the time on my Seiko and put it back on. I believe I did this on Saturday. At the rate it has been losing time, it should be pretty obvious as to whether that has fixed the problem or not in a week or so. As of now, it seems pretty dead-on where I set it. So, I’ll be posting an update when I have news.

Prayer Request III

I know a lot of you have to be wondering what the heck is going on. This is what Jenni has to say in her most recent blog entry:

A long time ago, I was a victim. Yesterday, he threatened my family. I had never told anyone that he had molested me when I was child. Now, my husband knows, my parents know, my in-laws know, and anyone else that needs to know will soon know. I have set that ball in motion. And I am free.

I decided that it wasnโ€™t my shame to carry so I gave it back. Now that I have opened it up, I know that I have scars to deal with. Thatโ€™s okay. There is no shame in being a victim. Particularly if you were a helpless one. That is a burden that I will not carry any longer. He can have it. I also will not allow my silence to put anyone else at risk. I will not be silent any more.

The person in question has innocent children. Out of respect for them, I will not divulge any more details here. I will be doing what I can to make sure they are protected and safe. Hopefully, by breaking my silence, they will not be victims. I will not be backed into a corner by a child molestor. He will not have any power over my family.

All of the above was brand-new news to me yesterday. Needless to say, I was a little shell-shocked. I’m feeling an amazing peace about it all now. The numbness and rage have pretty well subsided. I know that this is a beginning point for some much-needed, put-off healing.

I love that girl! To a large extent, this is her fight and I’m the back up. I wouldn’t let her do it alone, afterall! Thanks again to all of you for your continued support. You people are awesome!

Prayer Request Update

I want to thank all of the wonderful people that have offered us support today. You people are amazing! There are a lot of bloggers that have a whole lot more readers than I do, but I’ve got the best ones. With the issue that we are facing, we are not out of the woods yet, but I’m feeling a peace and clarity that I didn’t think would be possible this soon. I’m feeling a lot more like my optimistic self, and Jen seems to be feeling a lot better as well. Perhaps I’ll feel at liberty to share such struggles on the interwebtron. But, in lieu of that, thank you for just taking my word for it. I should have something more entertaining up before too long.

New Website!

Jenni and I are working hard at setting up a new website for my gunleather pages. So, you will no longer need to go to “” to get there. The domains that will point to the new page will include, “” and “” From here, the link should work exactly the same as it does now, just taking you to the improved, dedicated website instead of to page 212 on this site. I’m obviously not live now, but it shouldn’t be long.

The point of all this is that I’m testing the waters in going more full-time with the holster making. Setting up a dedicated web page is a fairly nominal investment towards that end. We shall see how this goes! Wish me luck and check back often!

Sewing Leather

Some of my more recent holster projects have revealed that I may need to come up with a better set of tools for my stitching. Sewing these things together is quite labor intensive – especially when I get to heavier pieces. There is a double-line of stitching on the holster that I’m working on for my sister in law that is about 5/8-inch thick! I’ve sewn half of it so far. I had to take a break. It gets really difficult to keep the holes straight when it’s that thick. After that, running the needle through the hole is difficult. I didn’t want to make the holes too big or the thread wouldn’t have any friction against the material, but too small and I wouldn’t be able to put the needle through. I think I need a machine. I’d really love to get a Singer 97-10.

It is reported that it will mow right through a full inch of leather! Unfortunately, it also looks like it would take about four thousand dollars for me to acquire the beast! So, if either of you are wondering what to get your old pal, Evyl Robot for Christmas…

Parenting and Guns – Part II

Several of you provided me some very encouraging words to my last post. Thank you. I really appreciate it. Last night, we did our regular Monday runaround. We are currently in one car. I work the furthest from home, so I have the car at the beginning and end of the daily carpool. I frantically attempt to leave work at 4:30 p. m. sharp. My day officially ends at 4:30, but I’m often in the middle of stuff, so I may go fifteen or twenty minutes over, but not on Mondays. It’s thirty minutes to Jenni‘s office to pick her up. Then, it’s another thirty minutes to the school to pick up Kiddo. On our way out of the parking lot, we probe him about his day and make sure that he was able to finish all his homework in after-school. I must note that he’s been particularly fastidious about this in fifth grade. That’s been a relief. Last night, we decided to pick up some Sonic on our way back to the range. It is a thirty minute trip from the school to the range as long as I can maintain 9mph over the speed limit for most of the trip. The gun range is ironically less than ten minutes away from my office. The air rifle training starts at 6:00. When you’ve done the math, you can see that it’s some pretty rigorous driving on Monday evenings between my office and the gun range which is a stone’s throw away. But, I digress…

Kiddo shot really well last night! He hasn’t been doing this for very long, but he is progressing rapidly. The coach is great with the kids, and highly knowledgeable in the necessary techniques, etc. Kiddo also shows a lot of natural talent for marksmanship. Sure, the first few times we took him, he shot all the heck over the target. But, it’s not long ago that he really came over a hurdle and started really target shooting. You may remember my post about him shooting the M&P15-22 before it came out. That was the first truly good shooting I’ve seen him do. It’s only gone uphill from there. He likes to keep his targets, and it’s been really amazing watching his improvement from one sheet of paper to the next. Last night, he put five shots on a target that looked like three with an air rifle.

Now, we are going to start working on standing. Coach has talked to us about International Rifle standing technique, and talked to Kiddo a little bit about it last night. He worked with him briefly on where to put his hands and elbows, and essentially how to do the job. He said that Kiddo would need to practice his stance at home with his own rifle. As hard as Kiddo worked last night, we decided to start with his standing practice tonight. I’m looking forward to that.

It seems like every time he has a good range session, it inspires him to be responsible in everything else, and he generally has an improved overall attitude. Just like anybody else, he likes to be good at something. One thing that separates him from every other person that I know is that he naturally doesn’t seem to give a crap if the next person is better at something that he is, just as long as he’s doing the best that he can. That’s something that the vast majority of us have to learn along the way. As much as there is something to be said for some healthy competition, I can’t imagine being completely unfettered by the drive to be better at the stuff I do than the average bear! What a blessing!

As a related side, we’ve been working up the 20-gauge shotgun so that it will be comfortable for Kiddo to shoot. I looked at Knoxx Stocks and all kinds of different bolt-on stuff, but ultimately decided to go at it on the cheap. When I pulled off the tritium bead to install it on Jenni‘s Defender, I installed some kind of Hi-Viz bead that they had at Academy. I took a factory, black, plastic, Winchester stock and chopped about two inches off of it with my circular saw. When I test shot it, I thought it was going to bloody my nose! So, I filled the remaining hollow of the stock with used wheel weights. ๐Ÿ˜€ Now, the gun balances very nicely toward the rear of the receiver. When I test fired it on Saturday, the recoil was very soft. Kiddo hasn’t shot it yet (really didn’t feel up to it on Saturday), but has held it, and finds it to be more comfortable with the muzzle balanced out so much. I’m really looking forward to him trying it out! In my mind, the 20-inch barrel is about right for a kid his size for several shooting exercises. Maybe I’ll have it reamed and threaded for choke tubes… Hmmmm….