May 2008 Archives

Moments of Insanity

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Some time ago (okay it has to be at least 5 years), I bought a military surplus Mauser 98. It was a Turkish Mauser [which in all effect meant it was made in Germany before the war and sold to the Turkish Army]. The main point here is that when I bought the gun and before I could even fire it, I had to clean the gun up. It had been stored in a thick grease that was everywhere. As I cleaned it up, a poor idea entered my head, and I decided that I should take it apart give a deep deep cleaning and re-blue all the parts to protect against rusting and the such. [F.Y.I. blue is a controlled oxidizing of the metal in such a way that it darkens the metal and protects it from the air and rust.]

Great idea when it was had and I spent a couple hours taking it apart with some help and carefully cataloging where parts came from and grouping things together so that I wouldnt loose anything.

Over the last five years when I was bored and I remembered that this giant ammo can I had contained all the parts minus the barrel and stock, I would pull out a set of parts, clean them up, and then re-blue them. Each item that was blue was coated in oil placed in a new bag with a towel soaked in oil and returned to its place in the ammo can. All was said and done to prevent a lost part.

On Monday, Jordan and I met up with Jared to go shooting. It was a decent shoot. It was more muddy then wet. We probably would have been out there longer had it not rained. Somewhere in all of that I decided to bite the bullet and finish working on the last few parts of the Mauser and then take on the barrel.

Upon getting home from running around with Jared, I brought out all my tools and dremel and began the arduous task of cleaning small parts. After each part was cleaned and prepped, I blued them and put them them away. After every part was blued short of the barrel, I got online and found a schematic so I could be sure on how everything was to be reassembled.

This became a moment of insanity for me. I carefully pulled out the trigger assembly and put it together and placed its spring on the desk. I did the same for the bolt and it's action. I took the trigger guard/magazine for the rifle and began reassembling it. I got to the latch for the floorplate. I inserted the spring and then got the pin in place looking for the latch...nothing...couldnt find it. I made sure everything was out and accounted for. I made sure I carefully combed the floor and inside the ammo can. I checked the inside of bags and towels. I checked everywhere. There was no latch.

So I jumped online and began to search. I went to everyplace I could think of to find a latch. After about 2 hours of searching I found a company that sold the part. It was a dollar part. I was made. And then I went to order it and ran into my second problem of the day, I had to order at least 10 dollars of parts for them to process and order. So I started looking at what they had and what I needed in order to get the order up to 10 bucks. I looked at the springs on my desk and decided that I should order replacement springs for all around. Yeah that got me to 7 bucks and then I still had to find things to add to the order. I searched and searched, finally settling on the pins for the gun. Only thing was they only came in a set, so i got the set. After 11 bucks, I now get to wait for the parts to finish putting the Mauser back together.

I wouldn't say it was a bad thing. It just was frustrating. So I need to jump back to barrel. When I disassembled the gun so many moons ago, I did so because the bore of the barrel was packed with a grease that I am told is designed to protect it for long storage, and it is not uncommon for these rifles. Well, when I went to clean the gun, I couldnt get the barrel clean on how packed the barrel ended up being. So understanding that diesel tends to break up grease I built out of PVC a tube for the barrel to be submerged in diesel until I could get to it.

On monday I opened that tube and pulled out the barrel short of some concern spots on the barrel all of the grease was floating on top of the diesel. I began the work of taking off as much of the remain blue on the barrel. I am almost done with that part, which will leave the re-blueing over the next couple of nights. I am not looking forward to that.

~u

Friday Night Boredom

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I have discovered that when I am bored or have nothing to do, I tend to drift up to my office on campus and sit. Sometimes that sitting includes reading, but often I can be found sitting looking blankly into a computer screen.

I realize that I could go home and sit there doing nothing, but I am unwilling to do that. In reality, I am writing this as I sit in my office and do nothing. I had the notion of doing something tonight but given that I left it up to someone else [there is something there], I have nothing to do.
I do admit, I could go home, hook up my XBox360, and play; or even use my PC and play WoW, but I don't want to. So I sit here in an all but deserted building on a Friday night reevaluating a plan of mine that failed. I question what went wrong. If others were allowed to answer, their responses would be different than mine, but then again their perspective of the current situation is not the one that I am looking to have expanded.

I was doing pretty good. I had accomplished much this past week and at the same time, I failed where and when it meant something. I like the excuse of introversion. It fits me. In truth there is probably more to it than I let on.

So i think i just wanted to write to note that it is Friday night, I'm bored and I have no solution for it.

~u