Old friends

I had the opportunity to go to a conference this past week, with 3 of my best friends. We went to through Police Academy together, and although we ended up in different parts of the state, we try to meet up whenever possible.

It was great to spend the last 3 days with them, and heading home, I only regret that I don't get more time with them. They are true "peace officers" and work to bring safety and security to the communities they serve.

I already miss them!

Bespoke

Bespoke- adjective: (of goods, especially clothing) made to order. "a bespoke leather belt"

Derby Day!

It's Boy-o's first Pinewood Derby!

I'm running the track!

We're selling Jambalaya dinners as a fundraiser!

This is gonna be awesome!

Reloading

A friend and coworker has been talking a lot about reloading lately. We got off early on Thursday, so I told him to go to Academy and pick up some bullets (I was out) and to come by the house, and I would show him how reloading worked.

He took me up on it, and we spent about 2 hours going through each step on my single-stage press, and walking him through the process. He came out with 95 bullets. One was loaded entirely too deep, and will have to be pulled, he crushed 2 primers, and lost 2 primers. Still, 95% accuracy is pretty good for your first time doing anything.

Afterwards we ate pizza, and drank a few Shiner beers. Not a bad way to spend a Thursday afternoon.

Anyway, the stumbling block (pun intended) was that I only have one reloading block. They're cheap, and I've been meaning to get more, but somehow it hasn't happened. It slowed the process down a bit. Well, oddly, when my partner was leaving, he asked to borrow my reloading block. I thought it was weird, but told him to bring it back to me at work whenever he was done.

Last night, he sends me this picture. My buddy is a woodworker, and he did a hell of a job. You can see the original on the bottom right of the photo.

Man, that's a hell of a thank-you, ain't it?!