Pardon the slow posting day. I have yet to finish my final assignment which is a grant proposal for a mental health program initiative. A few months ago I remember doing a post about how a little more school isn’t always a bad thing. I take it back.
Anyway, this torture like assignment has inspired me; suffering and pain always seem like a good way to get the creative juices, among other things, flowing.
But first of all, I mentioned the next giveaway would be an AK package but then I realized I wanted to be a bit more inclusive. Some of you can’t own AK’s or a standard configured AK depending on your state.
I was thinking of maybe making the prize a surplus, inert, demilled, (meaning it can’t be fired), RPG-7. Something neat to hang in your room or whatever. I’ll think about it over the summer because I still want another 50 cal for Christmas this year and that would cut deep into funds.
As for the contest, I’ve been doing so much typing with my papers I figure I’d pass along the “joy”. The first giveaway required designing a logo, something that I understand some of you can’t do simply because you lack the graphic design experience.
This time around, I’ll probably be looking for a story. A couple pages or so; it better be damn good if its one page but also don’t send me a 25 page novella. What will it be on? I don’t know yet. Again I’ll think it over during the summer while I’m in Canada for a few weeks.
So, not a bad trade don’t you think? Write me a story, submit it, and you could win your own displayable RPG-7 (or AK…I don’t know yet). Like with the previous giveaway, its not set in stone. Things could happen so don’t go thinking its a done deal.
Spending my day off typing out 3 papers for this class before the semester ends.
I appreciate all the kind words and messages regarding the passing of my uncle. Bummed but life goes on.
Anyway aside from all of the hectic things going on, I pretty much have the prize package for the next giveaway in mind. Just haven’t figured out what kind of contest or whatever will be required. I’ll most likely have things set in the summer after I get back from Canada.
Going to be an AK package this time around.
I was reading someone’s “Want To Sell” post on a forum and they described cosmoline as “Vladimir Putin’s body lotion.” Maybe I’ll include a bottle of Comrade Putin’s lotion with the AK package.
Some people would call it irony or even karma considering the circumstances and the fact I run a gun blog but yesterday was an odd mix of emotions.
I was working all day Wednesday and only when I got home did I find out from my mother that my uncle, her brother, had died of a gunshot wound. I was surprised for a moment but I didn’t feel an inkling of sadness.
I didn’t hate my uncle; on the contrary he was the one who first let me handle guns when I was 5 years old.
Taking a break from typing out papers I spent time with my family, immediate and extended, as we gathered to sort of plan things out, reminisce etc. My uncle had retired and moved back home overseas, so there was the discussion of who would be flying over for the funeral.
My mother initially told me that my uncle died because he accidentally shot himself while cleaning his handgun. Now after last night’s discussion, we all think he committed suicide. His past caught up with him.
Listening to my mother and other uncles and aunts open up around the table about my uncle’s past completely floored my cousins, my brother and me. If I were to explain it all the whole thing would sound like the script for a gritty, violent Hollywood movie. Now I understand where my mother’s fear of firearms comes from.
Looking back at it now, I wondered whether the guns my uncle let me hold as kid were the same guns he used for his “job”. I asked my mother and she wouldn’t answer, either cause she didn’t know or she did know.
Sometimes after coming home late from graveyard shifts, I’d see my uncle under the fruit tree in our yard, smoking a cigarette or having a beer. There was a sad emptiness in his eyes that I always attributed to the passing of my aunt, but now I think it might have been the remorse and guilt eating away at him.
To me my uncle was a quiet, hardworking individual who would do anything for the family. He instilled in me a humble but diligent work ethic. My fascination with firearms was because of him.
Scrolling through Tumblr earlier this morning I saw this image with a quote and found it eerily similar and fitting for my uncle. He used to keep his hair slicked to the side like that. When I used to go to church when I was younger, my uncle would always ask my parents to buy a candle and light it in the altar. I thought it strange; why didn’t he just come with us to service. My mother told me he only goes into churches for funerals.
The quote couldn’t have been a more poetic example of his life.
“When you light a candle, you also cast a shadow.”
Yesterday I asked which of the 7 Deadly Sins epitomized an Ares Defense Shrike.
I was kind of surprised that all of the sins were mentioned, but Gluttony and Wrath were the top two. I do understand the reasons from those of you who commented. One of you mentioned Pride because of how much time and effort I’ve put into the build.
Some said they were filled with Envy or Lust. Others said Sloth because belt-feds = lazy to reload. Greed made a lot of sense; even though its my first AR-15 build, it’s expensive. It doesn’t even have optics yet and it’s nearing $6,000+.
Wrath was popular because of the amount of firepower (or hatred as some of you said) being sent down range.
But in the end Gluttony won in overall comments because a belt-fed eats up ammo. I just bought a 500 round box for the break-in period once its assembled. Thinking about getting the word Gluttony engraved on the Lancer L15’s mag well extension.
As for Wrath…I’ve already got that one pretty much figured out.