Healing – & semi-automatic fire.

First things first – I need to go to the range more often. Not that my skills are atrophying, but I need that fun boost from burning powder and Break-free. Second thing – I need another source of revenue if I’m going to get all of the man-toys that I want.

I fell in love with a “black gun” today. One of the ones that if you leave it unattended for more than 30 seconds it will hop out of its case and start sniping at innocents. Really, it’s true! Or don’t you watch MSNBC?

Seriously, it was a lovely 5.56 M-4A4 carbine from Windham Weapons and it was a delight to shoot. For those of you who don’t enjoy the shooting sports I send my condolences. I have been an enthusiast since I was a minor and it has been the one sporting constant in my life. Other sports came and went, but marksmanship stayed around to this day. I appreciate the skills required to do it well, the coordination, the hard work keeping weapons in working order, and the practice required to be good at the whole thing.

And I enjoy the camaraderie. I can honestly say I’ve never gone to the range and walked away less happy than when I walked in the door. You get to do something inherently fun, hang out with people of a like mind, and occasionally take the chance to break bread afterward.

That’s what I did today. And while breaking bread I was able to rejoice with my friend about the changes in their life. We’d gone on a mission trip a while back and become friends while hanging out in the rain forest. Now we meet up to go to the range from time to time. And today I was able to catch up with him over some very tasty food at Holy Land. He’s doing great and it was wonderful to hear about where his life is today.

Well, I’m going to put on my handcuffs and wait for the authorities. I just realized that I’ve outed myself on the blog as a conservative, evangelical, Christian who owns guns and likes military style weaponry because it’s fun to shoot. I figure Homeland Security should be here about ten minutes after I post this update. Good thing I’ve set it to go up on the web long after I’ve fled the scene. (I have to go to eat some fatty food – another strike.) Did I mention that I’m a disabled Vet? I’m sure that’s good for a few color upgrades on the warning label.

Have a blessed day and remember – a clean weapon is a happy weapon!

Fun stuff on a Sunday night.

Sunday I hung out in a sleazy bar. After I went to church.

That probably sounds way worse than it was. I didn’t drink. I did get some second hand smoke from the clothing around me. Worse yet, I got crop-dusted by two-or-three patchouli wearing hipsters.

The Turf Club probably isn’t really sleazy. It’s just hard to get past the bouncer who’s “flying colors” at the door. Not yet patched but I’m sure he’s working on it very hard. Just the bottom rocker so far.

We went to see Nicki Bluhm and the Gramblers.

Nicki Bluhm & the Gramblers at The Turf Club

Fantastic show. If you get a chance to see them, spend the bucks to go and have a good time. They’re even better in person than the web performances I’ve seen.

If you aren’t familiar with them, here’s a video to enjoy:

Is there a music venue you like that’s “sleazy” but beloved? Do you have something in your life that is totally innocent but probably frowned upon by your church?

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Dogs, Dogs, Dogs. (*I only have two, but the Elvis song had….never mind.)

Lots of dog requests – not really. But I love putting up bad pictures of the dogs just to annoy the photographic purists. Hey, it’s a cell phone and a moving car for Heaven’s sake.

First a diatribe: I love my boy Edzell. But he couldn’t hit those pads I put down (code named Berlin) any better than the British RAF at the outset of WWII. I have an emergency zone set up for the old fellow that is 5’x5′. He is pretty good with liquids but when it comes to the blockbusters he’s always on the periphery of the target zone. I’m thinking that I should quit complaining and just be glad that he’s within the city limits.

So, in order, Stormy actually posing for a photo, Stormy and Joe in the car, Stormy and Joe at Petco. Yes, first road trip, first time outside the fence since she came to live with us in December. We feel that she’s no longer an insane flight risk. Matter of fact, she seems to like her new home.

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ART. Bad photography! It’s the best I could do.

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