I would point and laugh, except that I recently spent several days reading up on how and why one might manufacture wrought iron rounds, and if one did, how one would do so in the context of modern (cartridge) weapons.
Heh. And I've been studying the history of the 30.06 rifle round because of Tom Waits' song "16 Shells From a Thirty Ought-Six."
Since I'm sure you're all curious, it came out in 1906 (hence the ought-six part of its name), but became famous from use in WWI with the Springfield rifle by infantrymen.
It's been in use ever since, and is also commonly used with the Winchester rifle. It's one of the best and most versatile rifle rounds. Depending on the grain of the bullet it's good for varmints or coyote, but can also has enough stopping power to take down a deer.
Mine is an evil laugh!
Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal!
When it comes to cats, I'm fairly sure that Hec must feel betrayed by most of us most of the time.
wOOt!
Not touching a connected computer till 9pm est severly limits the natter involvement but when I'm on I'm on!
Annabel, who is supposedly in bed, came downstairs to investigate the kitty upon hearing the second video. I showed her both, and she enjoyed Little Sparta (great cat name!) playing hide-and-seek and sleeping in the sink.
This household appreciates your work, Kristin!
Love the death stare from Bobo.
When it comes to cats, I'm fairly sure that Hec must feel betrayed by most of us most of the time.
It could only be a betrayal if I expected everybody to Not talk about cats.
That is not an expectation that will be met on this internet in my lifetime.
Believe me, I feel your pain.
Believe me, I feel your pain.
::low fives megan while admiring her carefully thought out color pallette::
