Just before events in Connecticut gave Democrats the excuse they'd been waiting for to launch another war on our guns and our rights, I went to visit a fellow blogger. Being a nice guy, I offered to stop at a store along the way that sold primers at a decent price and pick him a batch up. He gave me a shopping list, and since I was going there, I went through my primer storage box and made a list of my own based on what I appeared to be getting low on. I got his stuff, and I got several boxes of my own, figuring that I'd be set for a while. So imagine my surprise when, a few days later, I was moving stuff around in my ridiculously cluttered basement when I came across a shopping bag from that same gun shop tucked away inside a bin full of other stuff. Looking inside, I found several more boxes of primers, almost a duplicate order of what I'd just bought, and a receipt dated four months earlier. Apparently I'd bought primers but neglected to put them where they were supposed to go and forgotten about them. Fast-forward to December, noting the "shortage", I bought another large order before finding the first batch. Now I have about twice what I need in every size.
I should have been rightly pissed, but looking at primer prices and availability now, I'm happy that I screwed up in this fortuitous fashion. No matter what happens politically, there will be primer shortages here for quite a while.
Smoke that, neat-freaks. Sometimes it pays to be disorganized.