Knuckledraggin my life away: 1/1/09

Thursday, January 1, 2009

When Hubbs and I first started dating, we had a dinner date at some restaurant or another. I wore a skirt and heels, Hubbs wore slacks and a tie. We decided that before dinner, we would hit our local indoor shooting range.

He had never seen me shoot before, though I had told him stories of what a good shot I was. We showed up at the range, picked up a few targets, and proceeded to the shooting area (Forgive my terminology-just because I can use a gun doesn't mean I know what half this shit is called).

I chose the paper target that was an outline of a man, with all the vital organs detailed-pancreas, heart, stomach, etc...

I said "Watch-I'll shoot him right in the pancreas"-score!

"Watch this-right in the throat"-score!

I hit at least 80% of the body parts I was aiming at that night. In a skirt. And heels. Here's a picture of my baby-a .45 caliber Ruger Blackhawk.

I'm impressed. Not only does she own one of the guns that I would love to have, they go shooting before going on a dinner date.

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I started thinking Wednesday at work that although there seems to be a mysterious absence of BATs, the trout bite this year is red hot, better than I'd seen it in a long time. I've caught more weight in the past month than I had in the past 2 years and returned all but maybe 20 pounds to be re-caught.
If I wanted to get serious about getting into some BATs, I needed to take some time off work and devote some serious effort into it so I went upstairs to the Big Boss and said "Check this shit out, man. I know it's short notice, but I really need to take next week off."
Oscar got a serious look on his face and said "Sure, you've got the time coming. Is there some sort of emergency, something wrong with the family?"
I decided not to lie to him, so I came out with the truth. "Yeah, some serious problems. I had promised Dad to put him into some big trout and I keep coming up short. I need to keep him on the lakes all next week. This bite ain't gonna last forever."
"Wait a minute - not catching fish doesn't constitute an emergency......."
"I didn't say I wasn't catching fish, I said I wasn't catching BIG fish. And that's an emergency to me."
"Get the fuck out of my office."
"Can I have next week off?"
"Yes. I know that look. If I didn't give it to you, you'd just call in sick. Now get the fuck out of my office. Now."
YAHOOOOOOO!

My kinda place

That'll work

If you are sitting next to someone who irritates you follow these instructions:.
1. Quietly and calmly open up your laptop case.
2. Remove your laptop.
3. Start up.
4. Make sure the person that is annoying you, can see the screen.
5. Close your eyes and tilt your head up to the sky.
6. Then hit this link.

http://smallbitsandpieces.blogspot.com/

Gun pictures

Deaddog.com had a thing a while back where he was asking readers to send in pictures of them in their thongs. It was a good idea (I thought so anyways) but I want to go one better.
If you've got a picture of a gun that you're proud of, send me a picture so I can post it. If you want to tell me a little about it, I'll include that in the post too. I won't disclose your name, location or email, and please make sure the serial numbers don't show. If it does, I'll obscure for you - I don't want to set anybody up for a theft, either by criminals or our Government.
Yes Deb, BB guns too.