Housekeeping and accouterments

I cleaned out my shooting bag yesterday. I seesaw between fanatical orderliness (The Prussian trait of Ordnungsinn) and the worst kind of slovenly disregard for my gear.


Everything is neat and tidy (again) and the empty shell casings have been transferred into… a plastic fishbowl… which now graces a position of prominence on the bookshelf in my office…


Where I imagine that it makes an interesting feature. You may also be able to deduce from this picture that I am a Ryan Holiday fanboy. I would deny it of course…. but I think I really might be. Although I’ve stopped following him on Instagram, because his donkeys and daily workouts are boring and repetitive*. Also I am back on Instagram. (#resolution fail)

*I can be mean about a stoic. Because if he chooses not to feel slighted, he won’t be 😀

The previous resident of the fish bowl was a Brown house snake I’d caught. It had wrapped itself around the light next to my kitchen door and on leaving to go work I’d suddenly become aware of something brown and snake like in my peripheral vision.

I wearily managed to unfurl it from around the light and coaxed it into the fish bowl using my fencing épée. Being relatively juvenile in mind I had to bring it to work to show everyone my achievement. (you know, show and tell)


I even went to the pet shop and bought it a pinkie, which it dutiful devoured. But then I felt sorry for it, so it was transferred it into a Tupperware container and gave it to one of my sales guys who released it that evening on his small holding.

In other, sadder news, I finished book three of Kings Dark Tidings on Audible this morning on my way in to work.


I love this series. I’m generally not a big fan of the fantasy and sci-fiction genres, (because there’s so much rubbish) Nick Podehl, the reader of Kings Dark Tidings series, is phenomenally good. In fact he may be my favorite voice artist. I’m sad that I have to wait another year for the next one. My binge reading/watching mind demands immediate satisfaction!

Dot torture

Shot my first fifty round Dot-torture on Friday at three meters. I’m trying to remain optimistic. I did however learn a couple of things.

  1. My accuracy is likely below average.
  2. I can’t shoot left handed.
  3. I can’t count/read. (I put one too many shots on six and seven)

I should (in theory) be able to remedy the last point by next week. The others hopefully will improve with practice. Also, I should be probably mention that I scored myself for things that grazed the black outer circle. Which I don’t think is right… but my ego stepped in to save me from complete annihilation.


Hopefully in a couple of weeks I can use this as an example of how I’ve improved. In my defence I can say one thing. The dowel stick (that you attach your target to) at this range hangs very low and because I’m quite tall (6.3) I felt like I was shooting almost from a half-squat position. But you know, excuses, excuses.

Bang. Bang.

Hypocrisy. noun. The practice of claiming to have higher standards or more noble beliefs than is actually the case.

By my own standards I should not be allowed to carry a firearm at the moment. Its been more than a year since I’ve been to the range. With the birth of my daughter and the barely contained chaos that follows such an event I just haven’t found the time. Or rather, perhaps more aptly, I’ve had to prioritize the free time available to me. Which is a weak excuse at best, since I have found the time to blog, exercise, read and play Playstation. Keeping my firearm training current just slid to the bottom of an ever burgeoning to-do list.

On Friday I decided that things needed to change and that I was no longer comfortable being this strange imposter. Went and put a quick fifty down range with my Glock. It wasn’t pretty, but not quite as nightmarishly bad as I had anticipated.


Just trying to hit the target from a very boring Isosceles stance. I did have one stoppage though (shooting reloads), which I tap-racked.

I am actually NOT a huge proponent of training this way. Ie. Going to the range and in a nice, serene environment, leisurely taking aim at a paper target. You know that old chestnut, train in chaos, thrive in chaos, I firmly believe that.

In an ideal world it would be a circuit. A three minute round of boxing or grappling, then twenty burpees, then draw and shoot. While some one next to you is peppering you with hot shells from an AK. Repeat until you are so exhausted you can barely bring your arms up. Thats slightly closer to reality. Generally speaking shooters don’t do enough stress inoculation training. Now I’m not saying the above mimics a gunfight in any way, shape or form. But it atleast elevates your pulse and blood pressure.

From next week I’m going start shooting Dot Torture to try get my accuracy up to where it needs to be.

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Its a fifty round exercise and since I only really have time for a quick fifty I want to try and maximize efficiency. Once you score a fifty, ie all shots on target for each mini-exercise you move the target back one yard and start again.

Then maybe we will move onto burpees.