Rsquared

This is similar to the choices I gave my boy when he was about 17 or 18. I saw him wasting his time away at some BS retail job. And he got the same choice that I had received from my old man. Pick a science/engineering field and go to school......get in a trade.....or go in the Corps. He chose the trade option, so I pulled him into the Controls field since we had an opening at my company at the time. Low and behold, after the traditional 4 or so years of being around seasoned, experienced control/mechanical techs (most apprenticeships), he emerged as a pretty good damn control tech of his own. And now, at 28, he makes a lot more of a salary than I did at 28. And THAT, is how I see skilled trades being properly passed on to the younger generations. If they're family or not. Find them young and willing (willing being the important factor) to learn, teach them properly and let them go on their own. Everybody measures success in their own way. Who's more successful in life? The college kid that may graduate and start a career at $100,000 (using round numbers here), and finish their working career at (say) $300,000? Or the guy that starts his career at $25,000 or $30,000 (as a helper/apprentice), and works his way into a (say) $150,000 career? Looks to me like the first kid only tripled his salary through his working life. While the second kid increased his level of living by over 5 times. And can take care of himself (more than likely). Don't get me wrong. Money is nice to have in life. But it's only another tool in the toolbox. And those that don't appreciate it, from working hard to receive it, will usually only piss it away anyway. (Just my opinion anyway and doesn't really mean $hit) I guess that that's just my way twisted way of looking at things. I'll put down the beer and step back from the keyboard now.

Welcome aboard from Maryland.

Welcome from Maryland.

Nah. We just lie a lot and are full of $hit. Ya dumb, tough bastard.

I'll second that. He's one tough sumbitch. I wouldn't mess with him. I'll Fuk with him......but I wouldn't mess with him.

Welcome from Maryland.

Well I'm not a praying man, but my thoughts and best wishes go out to Van. Stay tough my brother.

Welcome aboard from Maryland.

Welcome from Maryland.

Welcome from Maryland.

Welcome from Maryland.

Welcome from Maryland. Even though I'm stuck in Arizona for a couple days.

Look! It's Rene.

Thanks a lot Doc. And Merry Christmas to all of the other low-lifes around here.

Welcome from Maryland.

Wouldn't be the first bitch to let me down.

Couldn't tell you honestly. I don't have a range nearby that'll let the MRAD really stretch her legs. I'll let you know on the 29th/29th.

No. That works dude.

Oh....and I forgot. The rounds for the 338 LM. The MRAD will be onsite with one HELLUVA Whoop-Ass bipod. And she'll be wearing a nightforce scope by the way. Don't get carried away though. It'll just be an NXS style.

Just of the shoulder variety. It hangs well with my latest BDS micro rig. And I don't claim to be an expert. I just like to have fun brother. AND BLOW $HIT UP! I can't wait to meet you sorry fukers face to face.

You just can't help yourself can you?

Screw the slingshot my brother. If nothing else, I'll be bringing a minimum of 1000 rounds of everything I have. 7.62, 556 (probably more than that), 300 black (subs and supers), and obviously now....the shitty steel cased 9 (just to burn up). 45? I'm not really planning on playing with the pistols too much. But I'll at least have 500 rounds of that too. Just for personal protection from you bastards. You already sound like you're providing the firewood and grilling facilities, so it sounds like you've got that covered.. FUK! This is gonna be KICK-ASS! I'M PUMPED! I can't wait to see you sorry ass motherfukers. And of course.......Larry (that big sum-bitch) ain't gonna be around. I was looking forward to drinking with him AND Rene....another sorry motherfuker.

Now you're speakin my language brother.

Sweet. They'll be on the stealth truck headed west.

Not the first time I've ever been wrong.