Since pdb was kind enough to add me to his blogroll, and the hits have already started rolling in, I figure it’s probably a good idea to put up a little introductory note. I’ve been on the net for… well, probably about 12 years now, but never seriously blogged before. Hell, I’m not seriously blogging right now…

Anyways, I’d been squatting on the domain name for a while and I had some time to kill this afternoon and, well, one thing led to another. In a few quick minutes I’d opened a blogger account, scribbled the jibberish below about my ghetto trigger pull gauge and set up my domain name to redirect to the page you’re reading now.

In case you’re wondering, the blog title comes from Rudyard Kipling’s poem “If.”

If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And–which is more–you’ll be a Man, my son!

Oh, and the tagline below it is randomly generated thanks to a little snippet of JavaScript I found floating around on the tubes; here to be exact. Go ahead, reload the page a half-dozen times or so. Amazing, isn’t it? And no, I did NOT come up with that feature just to rack up more hits, no matter what pdb says. Don’t listen to him. He lies.

I don’t have any specific format or focus in mind for the blog. Basically, if I think it’s interesting, and I’m sufficiently motivated to type it up, it’ll appear here. There will be gun and shooting-related stuff, of course. Probably some Linux, BSD, and open-source related material, too. Sushi? that’s a safe bet. Books, movies and music are fair game. Maybe the occasional entry about booze. Oh, and boobs. Gotta have boobs.

My fledgeling blogroll is on the right. By way of explanation:

pdb: For a guy who’s made it his life’s work to corrupt the hearts and mind’s of America’s tender, impressionable youths sell video games, he’s really a fairly decent sort.

Tamara: I think we first crossed paths years ago on The Firing Line. She knows more about guns than me and writes a helluva lot better, so I should hate her. On the other hand, she knows a ton about guns and she’s a great writer…

Billy Watson: Not only does he produce truly world-class smut, he’s also a literate, witty, and damn entertaining blogger. Good taste in music, too.

Gutrumbles: RIP Rob. He wrote a ton of great material, but the part that always comes to mind first is this bit from an entry entitled “Key Wasted:”

I’m not sure what all happened next, but I believe that tequila was involved. I made it back to the hotel late last night. I asked a couple in the lobby as I was checking out this morning about whether I showed my ass or not during my revelry. They told me that I staggered into the lobby the night before, took one look at the stairs, pointed an accusing finger at the steps and said, “FUCK THAT!” and rode the elevator up to the second floor.

Alright, that’s good enough for now. Stay tuned.