I will be dipped in dog shit…

…sprinkled with corn meal, slapped on a grill and barbequed to a golden brown. I actually tried to order something by telephone, and not only did I get right through to an operator but the parts I wanted to order were still in stock, the op took my order without even hassling me about the rather complex nature of my financial arrangements, read the information back (and got it right!) thanked me and hung up.

Story of a once-in-a-lifetime miracle.

See, I’ve got this pistol…

…which I’ve had for over a year now, and originally thought I wanted to make my new EDC gun. My 1911 is old, much-used, wasn’t all that to begin with, and has developed certain behavioral problems that made relying on it to help resolve life-and-death matters problematical. But the revolver is radically different from the 1911 in the balance and the grip, and it turns out it doesn’t strike primers very hard in double action. So I set it aside for lack of a new mainspring and a decent grip.

But I didn’t want to give up on it without a fair shake. Recently a good friend of the blog gave me an extremely generous monetary gift, which Landlady applied to a debit card I carry but which usually doesn’t have any money behind it. The bulk of that money is earmarked for building materials, but I thought I’d do this one thing just because I wanted to.

I mentioned earlier that I’d spoken to Taurus customer service once before and was impressed. So now that I had some money on the plastic I wanted to order those parts. Naturally, I expected the second go to be a complete disaster. But either lightning has struck twice or Taurus really does have a truly excellent customer service department. And the prices are quite reasonable.

Now if only you could order stuff on-line …