<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:39:31.019-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PistolPackingMama</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-114110385870886387</id><published>2006-02-28T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T17:43:53.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny stuff right thurr!</title><content type='html'>Reading &lt;a href="http://southparkpundit.com/"&gt;SouthParkPundit.Com&lt;/a&gt;, I came across one of his posts that was pretty funny. You can translate your blog into different slang. Heres what &lt;a href="http://www.psyclops.com/translator/translator.cgi?url=http%3A%2F%2Fgunlife.blogspot.com&amp;amp;mode=pimp"&gt;mine&lt;/a&gt; would look like if I had wrote in pimp talk. Be sure to try yours out &lt;a href="http://www.psyclops.com/translator/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-114110385870886387?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/114110385870886387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=114110385870886387' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/114110385870886387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/114110385870886387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2006/02/funny-stuff-right-thurr.html' title='Funny stuff right thurr!'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-114019765828619855</id><published>2006-02-17T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T12:34:18.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the agenda for tonight</title><content type='html'>Well,Chris's B-day is sunday, hes turning 5 which means he'll start school this year.Geez = (  .Anyways, the &lt;a href="http://www.tbarena.com/"&gt;motorcross&lt;/a&gt; is coming to Thompson Boling Arena, so I think Im gonna take him down there tonight for his B-day. He loved the Monster Truck Jam that came,so I think he'll really like this. There will probaly be a dirt bike in his future when he sees this tonight. He was kinda aggravated I didnt go out and get a monster truck after the last show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-114019765828619855?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/114019765828619855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=114019765828619855' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/114019765828619855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/114019765828619855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2006/02/on-agenda-for-tonight.html' title='On the agenda for tonight'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-114019676840203128</id><published>2006-02-17T12:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T12:19:28.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes a reminders needed</title><content type='html'>Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or &lt;em&gt;abridging the freedom of speech&lt;/em&gt;, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.— The First Amendment to the U.S. Constitution&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-114019676840203128?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/114019676840203128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=114019676840203128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/114019676840203128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/114019676840203128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2006/02/sometimes-reminders-needed.html' title='Sometimes a reminders needed'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-113993403909792747</id><published>2006-02-14T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T11:20:39.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>Yes,it is that time of year again for candy,cards,flowers, and being all lovey-dovey with your other! But guys, this year,bring your schmoopie down to &lt;a href="http://www.coalcreekarmory.com/"&gt;Coal Creek Armory&lt;/a&gt; today, and ladies shoot free,and guys shoot half price with them. It makes for a cheap date. And nothings more romantic than putting some rounds down range.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-113993403909792747?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113993403909792747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=113993403909792747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113993403909792747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113993403909792747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-113873027491483269</id><published>2006-01-31T12:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T12:57:54.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stripped Lowers</title><content type='html'>Well,we got in our new &lt;a href="http://coalcreekarmory.blogspot.com/2006/01/stripped-rra-ar15-lowers-blow-out.html"&gt;lowers&lt;/a&gt;. That price is too low to pass up, and it would get me a little closer to getting my AR built. After that, its just downhill. My guns' gonna be a mutt, be I think it adds character. So anyone building one,should come down and scoop one up before theyre all gone, because thats a great deal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-113873027491483269?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113873027491483269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=113873027491483269' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113873027491483269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113873027491483269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/stripped-lowers.html' title='Stripped Lowers'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-113872964995035369</id><published>2006-01-31T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T12:47:29.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored Much?</title><content type='html'>Youre sitting there at work, been answering questions on the phone about store hours, range prices, and the price of whatever gun someone just built in the head and wants it ordered and be at the store by the next day,when the phone rings:&lt;br /&gt;me-Coal Creek Armory&lt;br /&gt;them-Yea,yall ever get any of dem AK's?&lt;br /&gt;me-From time to time sir.&lt;br /&gt;them-You gots to have a gunpermit to get one?&lt;br /&gt;me-No sir,just fill out a 4473 and we call it in.&lt;br /&gt;them-What if you have a criminal record?&lt;br /&gt;me-Well,(me guessing its either a prank at this point,or some idiot) I guess it depends whats on it.&lt;br /&gt;them-Just convicted of a couple of drive-bys.&lt;br /&gt;me-Um,probaly not so much then.  *click*, they hang up.Glad to help sir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-113872964995035369?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113872964995035369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=113872964995035369' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113872964995035369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113872964995035369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/bored-much.html' title='Bored Much?'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-113872913159470051</id><published>2006-01-31T12:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T00:10:17.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shootin in the Dark</title><content type='html'>Well,the day started out great yesterday.I got the stuff I needed to do done before work, got to work early,which is really good for me,and work was moving at a steady pace.And *BAM* the power goes out.We still have people out on the range at this point, so &lt;a href="http://booksbikesboomsticks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tam&lt;/a&gt; had to grab her goggles,ears,and surefire and head out and get the people still out there shooting,to come back into the store. But it was interesting,we got to try out our flashlights,and we still sold a couple of guns.The power came back on about an hour later, and the rest of the night ran smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;I just got my &lt;a href="http://www.surefire.com/maxexp/main/co_disp/displ/prrfnbr/878/sesent/00#"&gt;Surefire G2&lt;/a&gt; and was pretty impressed with it. I got the OD Green one, but on their site it looks yellow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-113872913159470051?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113872913159470051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=113872913159470051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113872913159470051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113872913159470051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/shootin-in-dark.html' title='Shootin in the Dark'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-113825548561847506</id><published>2006-01-26T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T01:04:45.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Birthday Wishes</title><content type='html'>To anybody who hasnt already told &lt;a href="http://booksbikesboomsticks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tam&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday,Tuesday was her B-Day. Even though I have already told her, I didnt get to blog it til now. So make sure to visit her and tell her a happy late b-day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-113825548561847506?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113825548561847506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=113825548561847506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113825548561847506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113825548561847506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/belated-birthday-wishes.html' title='Belated Birthday Wishes'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-113718384999258364</id><published>2006-01-13T14:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T15:24:10.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Todays Schedule</title><content type='html'>Well, I know posting has been light, but I just havent been able to find time to get on here. So much pressure to keep the readers happy! Well, Im off work today, and &lt;a href="http://www.tbarena.com/"&gt;The US Hot Rod Monster Truck Jam&lt;/a&gt; is here(Redneck Heaven right there), so Im going to take Chris to it tonight. Not that I get into huge jacked-up trucks*cough*, but I think he'll love it!&lt;br /&gt;  It's back to work tommorrow, and Im glad I got some well-needed rest, because the way its been at work lately, Im sure it's gonna be slammed. We've had non-stop waiting lists to get on the range.But not complaining, that means I still get paid this week, and that were probaly not going out of business anytime soon. Well, I have to get off here and get Chris A.K.A Spiderman, off the top of the fridge. Or I could hand him a duster while he's up there and kill  two birds with one stone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-113718384999258364?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113718384999258364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=113718384999258364' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113718384999258364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113718384999258364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/todays-schedule.html' title='Todays Schedule'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-113617887270936686</id><published>2006-01-02T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T00:19:15.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Well, I havent been posting for awhile, with the feeling all icky from a cold,but I hope everybody had a good Christmas and a Happy New Years! I went out with my friends last night to cotton eyed joes. Paid $15 to get in so I didnt have to stand in the line that was wrapped around the building, got my shoes puked on by my best friend,right in front of the bar( but it was her bday too,so I think she double dosed it),had to keep another friend out of a fight, and later that night had to pull over so she could bark at the road. But,besides dealing with the growling splash monkeys, and the not being able to walk without rubbing elbows with some drunk,hairy, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/gallery/granitz/1458/Events/1458/RonJeremy_Ausse_491549_400.jpg?path=pgallery&amp;amp;path_key=Jeremy,%20Ron"&gt;Ron Jeremy &lt;/a&gt;in the 70's look-a-likes, I guess I had an alright time. I think next year I might just stay home and watch the ball drop.Maybe my New Years resolution should be figuring out why I even continue to drag myself out to the places.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-113617887270936686?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113617887270936686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=113617887270936686' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113617887270936686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113617887270936686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-113606941505035497</id><published>2005-12-31T17:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T17:50:15.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crud</title><content type='html'>Been coughing up mucus: Light Blogging&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-113606941505035497?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113606941505035497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=113606941505035497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113606941505035497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113606941505035497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/crud.html' title='The Crud'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-113506089924220432</id><published>2005-12-20T00:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T01:41:39.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Weirdest Habits</title><content type='html'>Well, thanks to Tam trying to give me something new to talk about on here, I've got stuck doing another meme. So here goes the list of my 5 weirdest habits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whether it be chips or whatever that usually has more flavor on one side than the other, I have to eat the flavored side down, so thats it's facing my tongue. That way you get the full affect.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whenever I go somewhere, I like to keep all my stuff together, in one little pile. I cant stand for something to be across the room, thinking I am going to leave it there or lose something, but at home I throw stuff everywhere.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Like above, at work I like everything to be organized and in its place, but could care less at home.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Soon as I get out of the shower, I have to hurry and pick my hair out and put it in a towel, I cant stand for my wet hair being on my back, but if i have been swimming or something , then it doesnt bother me. Same goes for people putting their shirt on while their back is still wet. Drives me nuts(Dont ask, these are supposed to be weird.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And at last, as Josh (&lt;a href="http://southparkpundit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Southparkpundit&lt;/a&gt;) stated, I also, "quote movie lines in conversation whenever possible." &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-113506089924220432?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113506089924220432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=113506089924220432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113506089924220432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113506089924220432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/5-weirdest-habits.html' title='5 Weirdest Habits'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-113505739247472023</id><published>2005-12-20T00:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T00:43:12.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Retail World</title><content type='html'>Well, we have been selling guns at work like hot cakes. I worked at Guncraft for a year before Coal Creek bought the place, and I've never seen that many guns get sold in one week. Like &lt;a href="http://booksbikesboomsticks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tam&lt;/a&gt; said in her blog, "I have been working in the firearms industry since Winter of '93. Coal Creek Armory is the fourth FFL I have worked for." And "On Friday, December 16th, 2005, I saw more guns sell in one day than I have on any other day since I started doing this for a living." You know its pretty bad when you call in background checks so many times, that the people at TBI tell you about their UTI's. Who knew this gun thing would ever catch on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-113505739247472023?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113505739247472023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=113505739247472023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113505739247472023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113505739247472023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/retail-world.html' title='Retail World'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-113389117822308658</id><published>2005-12-08T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T16:45:42.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven by Seven</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://booksbikesboomsticks.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, the meme got passed on to me. So mine goes as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things to do before I die&lt;br /&gt;* skydive&lt;br /&gt;* Get over my fear of spiders&lt;br /&gt;* Build an AR-15 (got the upper receiver already)&lt;br /&gt;* Build a log cabin out in the country, just the way I want it&lt;br /&gt;* Travel the world&lt;br /&gt;* Get rich&lt;br /&gt;* Go on one of Ted Nugent's hunting expeditions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 Things I cannot do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Go anywhere near a spider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Look at Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Stand liars and thieves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Pay too much for anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Not laugh at inappropriate times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Be on time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Order food at a drive-thru,with my son in the car, without laughing (he mocks everything I order,word for word, then some.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 Things that attract me to the outdoors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Can't build a safe bonfire in the house&lt;br /&gt;* Fishing in the bathtub gets boring&lt;br /&gt;* Mom won't let me hunt the dog&lt;br /&gt;* Looking up at the stars or feeling the sun on my face&lt;br /&gt;* Not enough room in the house to ride a 4-wheeler or motorcycle&lt;br /&gt;* Try to shoot in the house, neighbors shoot back&lt;br /&gt;* Going to the woods for peace and quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 Things I say most often&lt;br /&gt;* Orientation to the range&lt;br /&gt;* Stop (Talking to Chris)&lt;br /&gt;* Leave that alone ( Still telling him)&lt;br /&gt;* Chris! Quit cussing&lt;br /&gt;* Bloody Hell!&lt;br /&gt;* You can have a nice warm glass of shut the hell up!&lt;br /&gt;* Right meow! ( Super Troopers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 Books or series I love ( Dont have time to read too much)&lt;br /&gt;* Bible&lt;br /&gt;* Stealth War&lt;br /&gt;* James and the Giant Peach( Yea, and what?)&lt;br /&gt;* Roseanne (T.V)&lt;br /&gt;* Family Guy (T.V)&lt;br /&gt;* Cheaters (T.V)&lt;br /&gt;* Blind Date (T.V)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 Movies I watch over and over again&lt;br /&gt;* Friday&lt;br /&gt;* Super Troopers&lt;br /&gt;* Scarface&lt;br /&gt;* Office Space&lt;br /&gt;* Dirty Dancing&lt;br /&gt;* Ace Ventura: Pet Detective&lt;br /&gt;* Boondock Saints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 People I want to join in, too&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://drstrangegun.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dr. Strangegun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lesjones.com/"&gt;Les Jones&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://foodcourtteamsix.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alston&lt;/a&gt; ( Peer pressure)&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://xavierthoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Xavier thoughts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://mausergirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mauser Girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://chargeofquarters.blogspot.com/"&gt;Charge of Quarters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-113389117822308658?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113389117822308658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=113389117822308658' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113389117822308658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113389117822308658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/seven-by-seven.html' title='Seven by Seven'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-113368095119375492</id><published>2005-12-04T01:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T02:22:33.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kimber Compact CDP II .45</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4910/1882/1600/compactcdp_II.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4910/1882/320/compactcdp_II.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I tried to find a good pic of my carry gun , but this is the best I can do for now, til I get a digital camera. This is one I got off &lt;a href="http://kimberamerica.com"&gt;Kimber's website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-113368095119375492?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113368095119375492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=113368095119375492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113368095119375492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113368095119375492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/kimber-compact-cdp-ii-45.html' title='Kimber Compact CDP II .45'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-113338853784203052</id><published>2005-11-30T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T18:40:05.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A computer got shot today, when...</title><content type='html'>I've been having problems lately with my computer, and at last, it decided to crash on me. So, until I can get it back up and running, posts will probably be sporadic. If I can get to another computer, then I'll update.&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;In later news, today is my birthday.I'm actually just now turning 24, but I didnt want to have to go back and change it. Nothing exciting, had to work. But, I am off work for the next 2 days, so maybe I'll find something fun to do. I do know that my grandparents are planning on taking me out to eat Japenese, so I am looking forward to that. Then, my friends are wanting to go out. They're talking about the club called Tonic, never been, but I guess I'll give it a try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-113338853784203052?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113338853784203052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=113338853784203052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113338853784203052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113338853784203052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2005/11/computer-got-shot-today-when.html' title='A computer got shot today, when...'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-113314883603267373</id><published>2005-11-27T22:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T22:39:17.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Shopping</title><content type='html'>Thinking of all the school shootings, and how bad it's getting in school these days, makes me think about, that just next year, I'll be sending my own son to school.But, when I came across an ad for &lt;a href="http://www.ridiculopathy.com/news_detail.php?id=630"&gt;Crazy Eddy's&lt;/a&gt;, I realized school shopping might not be so bad after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-113314883603267373?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113314883603267373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=113314883603267373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113314883603267373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113314883603267373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2005/11/future-shopping.html' title='Future Shopping'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-113314760418908906</id><published>2005-11-27T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T22:13:24.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny joke I came across</title><content type='html'>Back in the days of the Wild West, there was a young cowboy who wanted more than anything to be the greatest gunfighter in the world.He practiced every minute of his spare time, but he knew that he wasn't yet first-rate and that there must be something he was doing wrong.Sitting in a saloon one Saturday night, he recognized an elderly man seated at the bar who had the reputation of being the fastest gun in the West in his day. The young cowboy took the seat next to the old timer, bought him a drink, and told him the story of his great ambition."Do you think you could give me some tips?" he asked.The old man looked him up and down and said,"Well, for one thing you're wearing your gun too high. Tie the holster a little lower down on your leg.""Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the young man."Sure will," said the old timer. The young man did as he was told, stood up, whipped out his . 44 and shot the bow tie off the piano player."That's terrific!" said the cowboy, "Got any more tips for me?" "Yep," said the old man, "Cut a notch out of your holster where the hammer hits it. That'll give you a smoother draw.""Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the younger man."You bet it will," said the old timer.The young man took out his knife, cut the notch, stood up, drew his gun in a blur, and shot a cufflink off the piano player."Wow!" said the cowboy, "I'm learnin' somethin' here--got any more tips?"The old can pointed to a large can in a corner of the saloon.   "See that axle grease over there? Coat your gun with it."The young man went over to the can and smeared some of the grease on the barrel of his gun."No," said the old timer, "I mean smear it all over the gun, handle and all.""Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the young man."No," said the old timer, "but when Wyatt Earp gets done playin' the piano, he's going to shove that gun up your ass, and it won't hurt as much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-113314760418908906?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113314760418908906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=113314760418908906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113314760418908906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113314760418908906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2005/11/funny-joke-i-came-across.html' title='Funny joke I came across'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-113289935126251991</id><published>2005-11-25T01:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T01:15:51.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We all have our thanksgiving stories to tell, don't we?  But Let me tell you about mine today.  It all started out at 5:30 am.   I was all dressed in Camo with my case XX in my mouth crawling on my belly along a trail frequented by turkey's.  I slowly crawled up to them and when the opportunity presented itself I lunged from underneath the brush that was providing me cover and took out the turkey walking behind.   I quickly slit his throat and watched his blood squirt everywhere....But he didnt make a sound to warn the other turkey's.   Then I progressively moved up until I had overtaken their leader.   It was a swift death.  He never saw me coming.  It was a good day.   9 turkey's in my sack and I was off to pluck them and roast them on the fire.   But then I awoke to the sound of the alarm clock going off at 11:30 and realized it was just a dream.  So, then it was time for a shower, got dressed and then headed off to the grandparents for the real thing.  But I was really disappointed because the turkey served there was no where as large as the one I had slaughtered in my dream.  But it was good and Im stuffed.   Tonight Im going to think about money before I go to sleep.   who knows.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-113289935126251991?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113289935126251991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=113289935126251991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113289935126251991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113289935126251991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2005/11/we-all-have-our-thanksgiving-stories.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-113263524246489352</id><published>2005-11-21T23:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T23:54:02.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How do these people find us?</title><content type='html'>From time to time, we get some interesting individuals in the store. &lt;a href="http://booksbikesboomsticks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tam&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://http://foodcourtteamsix.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alston&lt;/a&gt; have both previously posted on some of the things we encounter during the day. Like the guy wanting to know what .50 caliber Barrett's we had in stock, but that he wanted "one big enough to blow a hole so big through a bear, that you could see the sun shining through the other side." And then he asked"Well, do you carry grenades?".  And even sounded disappointed to find out that we didn't. Sorry to ruin your weekend sir!&lt;br /&gt; Another time a man called 4 times to get directions to the store, only to find out when he got there, that he had just been there the day before. The fact that he showed up stoned out of his gourd might've had something to do with it. But, we look for stuff like that, and needless to say he wasn't there long and is now banned from the store. At least it gives us stories to tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-113263524246489352?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113263524246489352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=113263524246489352' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113263524246489352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113263524246489352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2005/11/how-do-these-people-find-us.html' title='How do these people find us?'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-113229972001930700</id><published>2005-11-18T05:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T02:42:00.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gun Talk</title><content type='html'>Well,lets start by telling you about my small,but climbing gun collection.The first gun i bought was a Sig Sauer P239 9mm.The moment i held it,I knew it had to be mine.Ive got small hands so I just loved the grip on it.I had been out of practice shooting when I got it, and of course first time I shot it I thought"These sights are way off!" But after warming up to it, I could shoot pretty accurate with it. Enough so, that I trusted it to be the gun that I took to get my HCP with. I carried it for 2 years until everyone kept telling me that I just had to get a 1911,which brings me to the gun i carry now,my stainless Kimber Compact CDP II .45. They were right! I just love it! It's got the beavertail safety, Meprolight night sights, amidexitrous safety,and checkered wood grips.The fact that i can carry this one cocked and locked,isnt too shabby either. Ammo can get expensive on a .45 tho, so I needed something i could just plink around with or take squirrel hunting. When a Ruger 10/22 came in the store, I decided to pick it up. It was Mossy Oak camo, and already had a scope mounted on it.Not the one I would have probaly put on there, but it'll do. I haven't got to shoot it yet, but I'm anxious to take it out. I'm working on getting a digital camera or getting my scanner fixed,whichever one is cheaper, but when I do, I'll posts some pics up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-113229972001930700?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113229972001930700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=113229972001930700' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113229972001930700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113229972001930700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2005/11/gun-talk.html' title='Gun Talk'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19086076.post-113229567602168045</id><published>2005-11-18T03:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T01:34:36.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First log on the blog</title><content type='html'>After listening to everyone at work telling me that I needed a blog, here I am! I should tell you a little bit about myself. I work at &lt;a href="http://www.CoalCreekArmory.com"&gt;Coal Creek Armory&lt;/a&gt; with all of the other self proclaimed merchants of death. Im 24 and a single mom who enjoys shooting, camping, hunting, fishing, drive-bys....oops! I mean riding around, and surfing the net. Im currently in the process of training the next world class gun- toting redneck, my 4 year old son Chris. If I could ever get the work schedule to accomodate, I would like to go to school for criminal justice. So if the higher powers of employment are reading this, remember that you may be hindering the education and wasting the mind of the next agent Starling. O.k., so enough about me for now. Let's talk about guns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19086076-113229567602168045?l=gunlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113229567602168045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19086076&amp;postID=113229567602168045' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113229567602168045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19086076/posts/default/113229567602168045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunlife.blogspot.com/2005/11/first-log-on-blog_18.html' title='First log on the blog'/><author><name>Tiffani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17429017281234788319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
