So it’s late (for me, and bearing in mind we’re driving a minivan of fun and adventure to Transformus tomorrow). And I’m pooped after a day of boxing, vanning, schlepping and cooking meat. But I will finish my 25 copies of a Mix CD by daybreak. Oh yes. Because I want to, because I wanted […]
So we’re on like a prom dress isn’t. The plan is to get to the range at about 6:45- 7pm on Monday. Then we can sort out paperwork, safety training, gun selection and ammo purchase, and then shoot some targets until our trigger fingers are sore. I spoke to the nice man at Red’s South
“Hi, I think you’re great.” “Hi…” “…and very understanding.” “What’s that?” “A car repair manual.” “Have you bought another car?” “Er. Kind of. Er. Yes. But it was only two hundred dollars.” “How many cars have you got now?” “Just four. But this one was only two hundred dollars. And it might even run.” “Might?”
