Bad For Zumbo, Good For Tamara:
Our friend Tamara, already a bit of a blog rockstar, is getting to be "bigger than Jesus now!" (Hey, they're her words...)
Instapundit and National Review Online linked her right about the time those spikes showed.
Then Google had to feature her.
Celebrity, baby. I've gone huntin' with her. You may touch me.
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"Celebrity, baby. I've gone huntin' with her. You may touch me."
Can I tag along next time and tote your ammo? Purty pleeze?
Given that between us we had at least 5 calibers, it would have been nice. (.35, .243, .45acp, .44 Mag, .38 Spl, and I'm sure she had a hidey-hole gun)
Too Kool. I rode in her car once. :) Did you catch that Tam and Claire Wolfe were seen as peers? Al T.
No, I had missed that ref, Gizmo.
After a couple of beers and reading her blog one day after work, I called her at Coal Creek Armory (it was my late evening, but at noonish, she was at work). I spent 20 minutes trying to get her to start a collumn like Claire's.
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