sweet!
today was one of those days. actually started yesterday.
I was assigned the task of picking green beans by the overseer. We have had extraordinary numbers of yellow jackets this year. I thought I had a truce with them but one had a mad on about something and stung me on the wrist.
spent the better parts of my teens deathly allergic to the various bee venoms and had to take years of shots to mitigate that.
let me just say my teens are the better part of a century behind us, and i reacted poorly(from my point of view). arm doubled in diameter. Popeye would have loved that forearm.
anyway, today i got up from a Benadryl stupor and thought to make a new RR for my SMR.
had the first one tapered and stained. tripped and snapped it in two.
didn't even curse.
got the second tapered and threaded for the end piece I use. ( oh yeah, i had to burn out the residual threaded piece still stuck in the end piece. actually got a nice fire blue on it). the grimlins had set me up.
put the end piece on and pinned it. went to check for length and fit. i taper one end of my rods and have the threaded end piece come flush with the muzzle.
slid the rod in. it fit snug. grabbed the end at the muzzle and pulled it off!
got the remaining rod out and started another. broke it in the middle.
i am going outside and kill something.