Today I feel much better. Not sure whether it is due to almost a week of laying on my ass doing nothing or because I might finally be beating this bug. (I did get to watch McLintok, Jeremiah Johnson, She Wore a Yellow Ribbon and more commercials than one human should see in a life tim

Forgive me, I’m still to sick to put even a short, meaningful post together. Everyone in the house but the Gunwriter Assistant is sick and I’ve been coughing up dijon mustard for four days. In the mean time, I’m relying on my buddy Caleb over at GUN NUTS for some wor

With apologies to the Rolling Stones, you might get a kick out of this article from my ammo column in the NRA’s Shooting Illustrated magazine. You might also be surprised at what you learn.

First off, an apology for no Day 4 Shot Show report. Any time you spend that much time crammed in an airplane or a convention hall with that many folks for a week you play the Vegas odds of catching something and boy did I ever. Since Friday I’ve felt like a day old dog turd. Sp

Sorry, could not resist. I had to pick up something for Drema, and, well, the girl in the booth was kinda cute. If you are looking to bring a little bit of the outdoors into the bedroom or on to the beach, check out WILDERNESS DREAMS I think our maid has given up on our SHOT room whic