mcbethr

0311?

If the drone could do dishes ... the cheezy bread pans get very crusty after a night's use.

A 26 can be a 19 with a 5 round magazine sleeve and a 15 round magazine, but a 19 can never be a 26. So go with the 26.

He was a WWII Combat veteran and a Jew, a member of the Greatest Generation. A guy who helped liberate the world from Pure Evil. Yis'ga'dal v'yis'kadash sh'may ra'bbo, b'olmo dee'vro chir'usay v'yamlich malchu'say, b'chayaychon uv'yomay'chon uv'chayay d'chol bais Yisroel, ba'agolo u'viz'man koriv; v'imru Omein. Y'hay shmay rabbo m'vorach l'olam ul'olmay olmayo. Yisborach v'yishtabach v'yispoar v'yisromam v'yismasay, v'yishador v'yis'aleh v'yisalal, shmay d'kudsho, brich hu, l'aylo min kl birchoso v'sheeroso, tush'bechoso v'nechemoso, da,ameeran b'olmo; vimru Omein. Y'hay shlomo rabbo min sh'mayo, v'chayim alaynu v'al kol Yisroel; v'imru Omein. Oseh sholom bimromov, hu ya'aseh sholom olaynu, v'al kol yisroel; vimru Omein. Respects paid. Now let's hit the range.

I was actually considering purchasing the "Squad Leader" type for myself as a present when I retired from the military. 100% legal and looks like a barrel of fun.

2005 Civic Hybrid in Robin's Egg Blue. The Obama-Biden sticker was scraped off in 2010. But again, pretty much the last vehicle you would expect to find a trunk full of guns. Now that I think of it, I should have kept the Obama sticker on...

I am a Cherry Hill Jew. I think you are the guy I pay to do these things. But I *am* an engineer by schooling. I know how to pick up a screwdriver and do a home project or two. I tend to repair rather than replace. Right now I have a simple $15 stool from Target that somehow broke a leg. I have every intention of fixing it rather than buying a new one. The Army taught me how to sew and build a fire. I know how to troubleshoot an electrical connection and I'm still good with a soldering iron. But for the most part, I pay other people to do menial stuff. It has nothing to do with manliness. It's more a sense that I spend a lot of my time making money. When I have time off, I would rather relax and sit in a hammock sipping cranberry juice and have someone else mow the lawn than do it myself. This is also why I don't reload my own ammo. Reloading ammo takes time that I'd rather spend doing something else. But that's just me.

I live close to ammo man, although I've never bought ammo from him. His F2F prices are about $20 cheaper than his internet prices. I called him once and asked why he didn't ship to NJ. His response was that he didn't want to deal with the legalities. He's just a guy trying to make a living.

What he said. Once you get here you will have to get a Firearms Purchaser Identification Card if you want to purchase Ammunition in NJ. That may be changing due to some new laws, but for now, you need a separate card. You don't need this card to possess the weapons, but you need it to purchase ammunition or buy new guns. Are you military? If so, you can shoot at Ft. Dix Range 14 for $30 a year plus $4.00 per person per hour. If you are not, the Range 14 is still open to the public for $60 per year. If you are military, I strongly advise that you leave the AR-15 with a trusted friend or family member when you move here. You will have to do a couple of things to the gun to make in NJ compliant. Some of these things, such as grinding down the bayonet lug, are permanent. Think carefully before you do this. Oh, and welcome to the forums. We are like a family here.

Well, #46 is my first clue. There is a reason it's called a slide stop. I have don't believe that the Gross Motor Skills argument is overstated. See my personal story here: http://njgunforums.com/forum/index.php/topic/56499-grip-when-racking-the-slide/

This is kind of akin to pointing to the ejection port and saying: "what's the point of putting a bottle opener on a gun when it's not supposed to be used a bottle opener?" The point is that it's no more a slide release than an ejection port is a bottle opener. Calling it a slide release doesn't make it so. It's a slide stop. It just so happens that you can release the slide with it, but it is not advisable for many of the reasons above.

Didn't intend to offend. That actually wasn't directed at you. It was more of my way of putting my name out there if anyone wanted to challenge me on the story or criticize me for being weak. Some guys hide behind avatars. I don't. I will freely admit that I was frightened out of my mind. I don't feel embarrassed about it and I freely admit how scared I was. It's very hard to explain to anybody who hasn't been in a similar situation. I was quoting you because I just had to call out the "The whole fine/gross motor skill is BS anyways." because, it's not, brother. It's really, really not. This board is different because we are like a family here. We go to each other's ranges and buy stuff from each other and shoot each other's ammo. Families fight, but we always make up in the end. I just had to point out that the fine/gross motor school is very far from BS because I learned that from my own experience. Nobody would tell a story like that if it weren't true because it doesn't cast me in the most positive light. But If this story makes someone train differently and ultimately saves a life a few years from now, well, then it's worth it.

In October of 2004, I was an Infantry Squad Leader serving in Rotation 47 of the Multinational Force and Observer mission in Egypt. We were basically peacekeepers who sat on the border of Egypt and Israel to make sure that the two sides weren't going to war. The mission had been going on since the early 1980's. This was a very lazy rotation - we basically lifted weights and tanned a lot and did a patrol every three days. One day I got a call over the radio that Checkpoint 3A near Taba had been hit with a truck bomb and that we would be next. The first thing I thought was: "Who's F*cking around on the radio?" But this wasn't a drill, a checkpoint had been hit and our checkpoint would be next. I was in my checkpoint's little command post - basically a trailer with a radio and a computer. But we had an alarm. So I hit the alarm and watched as my men all too slowly stumbled out of their trailers in their underwear or left our little shaded area or got up from their tanning cots. When they saw me and heard my screaming: "Get to the F*cking bunkers!!! Three Alpha has been hit!!!" they moved with a little more purpose. We spent 12 hours in those bunkers waiting to get hit. And it never happened. The next morning we were told to go back to our standard readiness posture. As it turns out, it wasn't Checkpoint 3A that had been hit, it was the Hilton Hotel that was about a kilometer away from Checkpoint 3A. You can read about the event here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2004_Sinai_bombings I distinctly remember how I was standing in our little command post, laughing about the event with Corporal Martinez, who had been a Marine in the First Gulf War. We were both complaining about how stupid battalion had been, telling us that Checkpoint 3A had been hit when it had been perfectly fine. I will never forget the next sound : "POP! WIZZZZZZZZ!!!!" I distinctly remember looking over at Martinez. Our eyes met. His eyes were suddenly the size of dinner plates. I don't know if he said : "Incoming" or I said "Incoming" or he said "RPG" or I said "RPG." Both of us said one of those things and we fell to the floor of the CP. The door to the CP was open and I could see outside into our little common area. I distinctly remember watching Private Cleary, my SAW gunner, taking the time to put his cigarette down on our picnic table before he got down on the ground. And ---- nothing happened. No explosion. Now at this point, I distinctly remember thinking: Either I'm deaf from the explosion, or they missed, or it was a dud. I also remember a sudden dump of adrenalin. The only thing I can liken it to was the feeling you get after a car accident, but multiplied a few times. I remember Martinez getting up and running out of the CP over top of me. This was a man who had been a Marine in real combat - and he fled out of the CP like a little girl. Honestly, it was the most sensible thing to do - the CP had two radio antennas sticking out of it. If you were Haji, where would you attack first so that you could kill all of the men in the checkpoint at your leisure? You go for the building with the radios. I knew I was going to die within the next few seconds. I don't know why I did what I did next - maybe it was training, maybe I just wanted to die fighting. We kept our M-60 heavy machine gun inside the CP because it was too heavy to lug around the checkpoint and if we left it in a bunker facing the roadway it would rust. The M-60 weighs about 23 pounds. This is the same gun that Rambo used in First Blood. I got up off the floor and picked up the M-60 with one hand. Imagine pulling a 25 pound weight off of a weight tree with one hand and holding it perpendicular to you body - it's tough to do, but I was so mind-nummingly frightened, I did it without thinking. I popped an ammo can open and pulled out a belt of 7.62 ammunition. I reached for the feed tray cover release switch, but my hands wouldn't obey. My hands were shaking so much that I couldn't get the feed tray cover open. My heart was pounding, I knew I had just seconds left to get out of the CP, and my body was betraying me. My hands wouldn't perform this action that I had performed literally thousands of times. But I had to get out of the CP. NOW! Or I was going to die. Popping that release lever to the feed tray cover was a fine motor skill. So I grabbed the ammo belt in one hand, the M-60 in the other and ran out of the CP screaming like Rambo, with the belt of ammunition dragging on the floor. I ran straight into Corporal Martinez who told me : "It was a tire!!!" A car had popped a tire on one of our speedbumps. "POP! WIZZZZZZZZ!!!!" I swear it took me a good 10 minutes to calm down after that. My heart was pounding. I mean POUNDING and my hands were still shaking. Later that day, Martinez, who had run out of the CP like a little girl without grabbing his weapon said to me: "At least you had the foresight to grab the sixty, Sergeant." That meant a lot to me. He had been in real combat. I had just gotten a taste. But I will tell you this: fine motor skills break down when you are scared. End of discussion.

It's where you use your thumb and index finger of you weak hand to grasp the serrations of the slide, pull back and release. I don't like this much either because again, it is a fine motor skill. I discourage this. If you want a good example why, make sure your 1911 is unloaded and close your eyes. Now try to release the slide by slingshotting it. You'll find yourself grasping around for it. But even when you are scared and in the dark, fist meets fist. You can roll your hand up the pistol grip, cup it with your four fingers and the palm of your hand, and pull back, and release the slide.

If you use the slide stop as a slide release, John Moses Browning will come out of his grave, come to your house and pimp slap you. To properly release the slide, roll your weak hand up, grasp the slide with four fingers and the meat of your palm, pull back on the slide and let it go forward. This does two things: #1. Using the slide stop as a slide release is a fine motor skill. Under stress - such as a gun battle-, fine motor skills break down. Grasping with your whole hand is a gross motor skill which is much less likely to break down - although it can in condition black. #2. If your thumb on your weak hand has just been shot off, you will still be able to work the slide. You can you can knock me down, Step in my face, Slander my name All over the place. You can even step on by blue suede shoes, but don't use the slide stop as a slide release. Note: I was deployed with the National Guard in 2005. One time I was so scared that I couldn't work the feed tray cover to my M-60 machine gun - an action I had done thousands of times again. But I was in condition black and practically incontinent with fear. The one thing I can liken it to best is the adrenalin feeling you get after a car accident. My hands were shaking so much I could not hit that little lever - and I was a soldier. Damnit, the trainers were right. When you are scared fine motor skills break down. Put the odds on your side - grasp the slide with your hand and release it that way.

During the 12 hours I would go to one of the parks in Cherry Hill and smoke in blatant violation of our town ordinance. It ain't murder but I would enjoy all of the dirty looks from the health ninnies.

One day, a few years ago in Belgium one FNH executive said: Ik heb een idee. Laten we een ander polymeer pistool dat is net zo goed als een Glock, maar meer kosten, vereisen een handmatige beveiliging en maken de magazines $ 44 per stuk. And thus the FNP was born....

I think that you are an incredibly irresponsible individual. There is no reason anybody needs to own so many clocks. To top it off, you have these clocks hanging precariously on the wall where they could fall and injure a child. I will be in touch with Assemblyman Greenwald tomorrow... But seriously, it's nice to see some of the stuff that other people do besides guns.

There are still plenty of places in the world where being anti-gun means being pro-hunger. I was never a big fan of Sarah Palin, but I she did one remarkable thing - when the Alaska National Guard returned from Iraq, she extended moose hunting season by 3 weeks. Why? Because a good portion of the soldiers returning from Iraq were Inuit and if they didn't get a moose, their family didn't have meat all winter.

I will admit this: I love my Berettas. However, I noticed that I was shooting my Beretta 92FS and my PX4 was always in the safe. So I sold my PX4. HOWEVER, I have to give a nod to Glock on something. Note that I absolutely HATE Glocks but they are just not right for ME. That doesn't mean they aren't right for other people. I encourage people to take a second look at Glocks - or basically any striker-fired non-manual safety handgun like the XD or M&P for a very simple reason: you can't screw it up. I used to go shooting every Tuesday. It's been hard to do that lately because I'm just working too much. I finally got to the range last Tuesday night after missing the past 2 months. You know what happened? When I was doing tap-rack-ready drills, I kept accidentally flicking my Beretta's safety on. Why? Because I hadn't practiced in 2 months and I was "slamming down" on the slide instead of "rolling up" from the grip. The frame-mounted safety/decocker is the M9/92FS Achilles heal. If you do not practice with it, you will flick that safety on by accident. This is not a problem with a Glock, XD, M&P, or Sig. IMHO, if you do not intend to practice every week or two, any handgun gun with a manual safety should not be used for HD. You can still buy it, but keep it for a collection or as a range toy. If this is going to be your only gun and you intend to use it in the HD role, consider something that doesn't have a manual safety. If you intend for this to be a range toy, then go ahead and buy it. I love my Berettas, hell my avatar has me with a Beretta Kippa. I am the biggest Beretta fanboy on the planet, but I don't let it cloud my judgement when helping others make a decision.

But the Beretta. 1. You can throw on a .22 Conversion kit and shoot for pennies (if you can find .22LR ammo anymore). 2. Since this is a military weapon, there are plenty of cheap, surplus magazines out there.

When I was at Ground Zero as National Guard, I couldn't walk a block without someone shoving coffee or soup into my hand. When I was in New Orleans after Katrina the people in the Lakeview district would insist that we have lunch or dinner with them. This presented two problems. Eating "on the economy" drove the brass nuts because they insisted that's how disease started - they didn't know how food had been stored and if we got sick because we ate unapproved, un-inspected food on the economy we could get sick and bring the sickness back to our staging area and get others sick. But on the other hand, you look at somebody who just lost his home and his grandmother and that guy is so happy to see you, how do you not take a coke and a hot dog from him? Do you really want to be that a-hole? Funny thing was, we were supposed to be giving food and water to THEM! IMHO, I've noticed that most people respect men and women in uniform and want to feel like they are giving back. If it's a cup of coffee or a hot cup of soup. It makes them feel good.

I stopped by Hagues last Thursday with a friend of mine who just got his FID & P2P. The store has basically been cleaned out. If you want a Sig P226, P229, P220 or 1911 - they have plenty of them. All are selling for full price, but they all come with night sights. I saw 2 AR-15's but wasn't sure of the make. Hagues has about 30 police trade-in Glock 22's that they are selling for $495. I saw 2 Glock 27's there as well. They also have a case of 30 or so 4" S&W Model 65's - some with the Hilary Hole, some with the external firing pin. My friend bought a Model 65 - not a bad deal although I've seen better. But if you want a revolver, a Sig or a used Glock, Hagues has them.

You picked a fine gun. The M&P9 is everything that the Glock was supposed to be.