m4-carbine.pngA couple of weeks ago, the Better Half and I went to the range for target practice. On the way out, I asked the rangemaster (who also serves as instructor and ammo/gun sales manager) about the S&W MP 15-22 .22LR rimfire rifle. “Piece of shit.” was the answer I got. Now, while this guy’s interpersonal skills leave room for improvement in my mind, I do trust his firearms expertise. “The Colt there,” he continued as he nodded toward the rifle rack behind the counter, “is a much better piece.” I asked to handle it so he picked it off of the shelf and let me have a closer look.

Damn! Now I’ve done it! I went and touched the damn thing and imprinted on it or something. I want one, but the catch 22 (no pun intended) is that I can’t get the model with the 30 round magazine in California - the morons in Sacramento think it’s dangerous and will infect me with the urge to be violent. So my dilemma is that I must wait until I can buy and keep one of these in Arizona. It’s a ways off, but I refuse to get one unless it’s got the higher capacity magazine.

Meanwhile, I can post this commercial message from Colt and longingly gaze at it, playing it over and over.