"Study find (sic) humans are too dumb to pick the right person to lead us"
At the 1900 match, I was given about 15 old reloaded .30 Carbine cartridges that someone had bought at a flea market a long time ago. Who knows what the load was, plus they had lead bullets. So I pulled them down, tossed the lead bullets in my lead bucket and the powder into the shrubbery as a fertilizer. That left me with the cases, containing an apparently mixed lot of very old primers. Given that it's dangerous to decap live primers (although I do it all the time with 9mm), I decided to get out the Carbine and blow them all off. I wasn't sure how loud they would be, so I shot from inside the utility room out the door, pointing across the driveway to the hillside.
POP. That was about it. The cases are now in the tumbler where I hope at least some of the corrosion comes off. When they're a little cleaner, I'll decap them plus a bunch of other empties someone else gave me, and give them another round of cleaning, which should set me up for a final reloading run in the near future.
On today's walk, I saw the rear door of a Subaru Justy laying against the hillside. It looks just like the car had augured straight into the hill with only the rear door sticking out. Amusingly odd.
Got the club website updated. For some reason it was a struggle - the wrong versions of several pdf files kept turning up. I never figured out where they were coming from, but I plowed through until I got all the right ones up. Yech.
I'm hungry. Time to start thinking about dinner ...