It's all a neverending series of actions,
not a means to an end,
but a door that leads to ten more.
When is it ever enough?
The coping mechanisms,
the workaholism,
the alcoholism,
the bursts of sensation-seeking that punctuate the robotic daily grind?
I'm half-human,
half-robot,
and each side is fighting the other, striving for reality versus perfection,
but you'll never see a hint of it on this dead doll's face

So you've got a rifle, a pile of associated crap, and an objective to hit. Rather than trying to hang all that stuff off your belt, putting all the weight on your hips, you could use a chest rig. Current industry offerings can carry from two to eight magazines worth of ammunition, plus radios, first aid kits, administrative supplies, maps, chemlights, batteries, snacks, and so on. Putting all this stuff into the rig and slinging your rifle, you can get to work.

In the past,…

The Merry Wives of Windsor is one of William Shakespeare's plays, first published in 1602, and believed to have been written some time before that. It is a comedy about Sir John Falstaff, a character first introduced in the historical plays Henry IV Part 1 and Part 2.

In a tangent of the plots of the historical plays, Sir John Falstaff, the self-important and gluttonous character from those plays, visits the country town of…