Saturday, February 28, 2009

Shooting guns

I went with my tennis buddy, Keith, to some land of a friend of his just past Azle, Texas to shoot some guns. I hadn't shot a gun or rifle for at least ten years. I have purchased a Beretta 9mm handgun like previously mentioned but I have not shot it yet, nor does anyone but a couple of my coworkers (one who was there when I bought it) that I have one. Luckily, Keith has one and I got to shoot it among other models of handguns and rifles.

The first thing I shot was Scott's, Keith's friend, 44 Black Powder pistol. It's pretty much like it sounds but you don't have to load exactly it like the black powder guns of old. It looks just like one of those Old West pistols that you have to cock the hammer back to fire. It shoots this 44 caliber round lead ball that puts a hell of a hole in whatever you shoot with it. The 1st target pictured is how I shot with it for the very first time. It wasn't too bad but I really didn't know how it aimed. I was shooting from about 20 yards out from the target.

The second gun I shot was Keith's 22 caliber pistol with a 10-round clip. I've shot 22 rounds before but in a rifle not a pistol. It's kind of like a bigger, more dangerous "cap" gun. It doesn't have much of a kick and it's just fun to pull off round after round until the mag is empty. I enjoyed it and I think the wife might like it as well. It's easy to handle, shoot and the ammo is damn cheap.

The third gun I shot was Scott's 45. I'm not sure the exact make and model but it was a 45 caliber and the bullets were much bigger than the 22. The recoil from firing a round was a little greater too but not as much as I expected (same with the 44 black powder gun). The 22 I knew had little or no kick but I've only seen a 45 in the movies/TV shows. Anyway, I wasn't as good with it but again it was because I'm not familiar with the gun and how it shoots. I did blow the shit out of a large branch that was holding the bottom part of the target down.

The fourth gun I shot was Keith's 9mm Beretta...finally! I like the feel of it so much and I may have needed a moist towelette to clean up my mess when I fired it. It was such a smooth firing action and more fun than the 22cal pistol. The kick was amazingly lower than I expected but still exhilarating to fire off round after round. The clip on the Beretta holds 15 rounds and you can start off with 1 extra in the chamber. Good times. I shot pretty good with it even though, again, I wasn't familiar with its particular sights or never firing one before. The 2nd target pictured is how I shot with it. Much better with the shots and about the same 20 yards out as all the handguns I fired.

Keith then wanted me to fire his 308. It's a semi-automatic (depending on how fast you pull the trigger). It is a reconfigured military rifle that originally could be flipped by a switch from single to semi to full auto. Of course, full auto is illegal for obvious reasons but it was an interesting rifle to shoot. First, it was a heavy gun or heavier than I would think you'd want to carry being in the military but Keith said the weight of it helps reduce the recoil. Although the recoil is dampened, it is still enough to make me understand why soldiers can't hit shit with it when they are firing fully automatic. If I shot it full auto, I think the spray would be pretty broad because of the kick. Anyway, it was a loud fucking gun too. Keith told me he wanted me to experience the sound without ear plugs. Like a dumb ass, I complied for the first few shots. After the first shot, he was speaking to me about where I had hit but I couldn't hear him clearly. He was like the teacher in Charlie Brown shows..."wah, wah, wah wah, wah." It was a fun gun to shoot but Keith said the sights were fixed so you couldn't adjust them. Instead, you had to move the gun and like shoot high to the right of the bull's eye to get close or on target.

Finally, we started shooting skeet. I've never done that before nor had I shot a 12-gauge shotgun. The biggest shotgun I've shot is a 410 and I was like 13-yrs-old. It was fun though. Keith bought a manual skeet thrower--basically a person puts the skeet in this plastic holder-thingy, flicks the holder-thingy and it launches the skeet. Again, I've never shot a 12-gauge or skeet so it was interesting to start. We had a box of 90 skeet and I think I did hit like 25 out of 30. A couple of times I didn't have the butt of the gun against my shoulder and it would kick back into it. So, a day or so later I did have a slight bruise from being a dumb ass and not properly supporting the gun.

So, that was how I spent most of last Sunday. It was a blast and I could get addicted to shooting guns. It's like paintball or BB guns but a little more expensive and dangerous. I also just can't go in my backyard and unload. I could get used to going to a gun range though and unloading. Ammo could get costly especially since I hear Obama is wanting to make some changes with "the right to bear arms." He can't take that amendment away but he can tax the hell out of ammo. That's what I hear he wants/plans to do but I also heard most of the plans happened before he got into office and have failed. I guess we'll see.

In a week or so, my friend/coworker, Vicki, invited me to go shoot hogs in Poynor, Texas. You need a rifle for that and I don't have one. Her friend that runs the place has a Range Rifle or Mini 14. I've looked that up and called around but I am not spending upwards to $700+ for something like that. I have gone by Academy Sports, looked at the Walmart website, and going to Bachman Gun & Pawn to see what they have comparable in size but less in price. We'll see. Again, it could be an expensive "sport" I'm getting addicted to.

Here are the pics mentioned:

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Lent

So, to coincide with Lent, I have decided to give up Diet Dr Pepper (soda in general) because I have a 3-can/bottle-before-lunch/end-of-work-and-2/3-more-cans-at-night habit that I think I may need to kick. If I drank alcohol, I would be considered an alcoholic...good thing I can't stand the taste of alcohol.

I've also decided to start my weight-loss initiative. I stopped by the store last night after my tennis match and bought a bunch of Healthy Choice, Smart Ones, and Lean Cuisine meals. I feel like and always have felt like I was wasting money on these meals because I wasn't getting the quantity (and sometimes quality) of food I expected to get from spending my hard earned dollars like I would from Wendy's or Whataburger.

I still believe this is true but my issue is portion size. I was raised in a fairly big family, money was tight, and we were taught not to waste. Even if I am full, I will usually clean my plate because I can't waste food. This is why I've purchased the meals. They are portion-sized and should help me retrain my mentality and eating habits.

So, my journey begins on Wednesday, February 25, 2009. Starting weight is 221 lbs. The goal is 40 days and beyond as long as all goes well.

We'll see...

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

In the news 02/24/2009

My homepage when I open IE at work is MSN. Today, in their little "main attraction" window, there was an article title called "The Best and Worst Burgers." It is a little...okay a lot...misleading, as many commentors stated. My thought was that it would be an article on the best and worst (tasting) burgers instead of the best and worst (for you health-wise) burgers. I was all excited to find another gem of a burger joint in my area to test out the all-wise opinions of the MSN food "experts."

As mentioned, it wasn't what I or many others expected as you can see from reading the comments. Speaking of comments, I think the best one was the one I screen-capped below.

I wonder if this is a branch off the muffburger or is one in the same.



Goodbye and Good Riddance!

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Email humor 02/19/2009

Will I Live to see 80?

Here's something to think about.

I recently picked a new primary care doctor. After two visits and exhaustive Lab tests, he said I was doing 'fairly well' for my age.

A little concerned about that comment, I couldn't resist asking him, 'Do you think I'll live to be 80?'

He asked, 'Do you smoke tobacco, or drink beer or wine?'

'Oh no,' I replied. 'I'm not doing drugs, either!'

Then he asked, 'Do you eat rib-eye steaks and barbecued ribs?

'I said, 'No, my former doctor said that all red meat is very unhealthy!'

'Do you spend a lot of time in the sun, like playing golf, sailing, hiking, or bicycling?'

'No, I don't,' I said.

He asked, 'Do you gamble, drive fast cars, or have a lot of sex?'

'No,' I said.

He looked at me and said, 'Then, why do you even give a shit?


Sexual Consent

A friend of mine show me this and I thought it was pretty funny. It's about six minutes long so make sure you have the time to view it as it's funny in its entirety.

In the news 02/19/2009

Okay this was from a few days or so ago but shoot me. I've been a little busy with work, school and family. Bitches!

Via Yahoo.news:
Los Angeles (E! Online) – Chris Brown says he is seeking counseling from loved ones and family members, one week after an alleged attack against his girlfriend, singer Rihanna.

Click here for full article as long as it lasts


What this dumb ass kid needs is a beating by Madea's umbrella or broomstick. Chris Brown is 19 and he's beating up on a high-profile superstar like Rihanna. They should put as much effort into prosecuting his ass as that sheriff in South Carolina in regards to Michael Phelps!

When are celebrity-types going to learn that they aren't above the law and can't get out of EVERYTHING!? Give me their money. I'll be able to keep my nose...and record...clean. Trust me!

Basically he's just a stupid, stupid kid!

Craigslist posting

Sometimes I find the jewels of Craigslist.

I ask once again, "Why does someone want someone else's REAL junk?" This is definitely not one of those "one man's junk is another man's treasure" deals. Just recycle it in the first place! Also, I can't believe they put a time limit on when you can acquire this beauty. C'mon!

Oh well!

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Email humor 02/18/2009

Jesus was...

My Cajun friend had 3 good arguments that Jesus was a Cajun:

1. He liked to serve fish to his friends.
2. He could make his own wine.
3. He wasn't afraid of water.

My Black friend had 3 good arguments that Jesus was Black:

1. He called everyone "brother."
2. He liked Gospel.
3. He couldn't get a fair trial.

My Italian friend gave his 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was Italian:

1. He talked with his hands.
2. He had wine with every meal.
3. He used olive oil.

My California friend also had 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was a Californian:

1. He had a beard.
2. He walked around barefoot all the time.
3. He started a new religion.

My Irish friend then gave his 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was Irish:

1. He never got married.
2. He was always telling stories.
3. He loved green pastures.

But, my women friends have the most compelling evidence that Jesus, though NOT a woman, certainly could relate to women:

1. He fed a crowd at a moment's notice when there was no food.
2. He kept trying to get a message across to a bunch of men who just didn't get it.
3. And, even when he was dead, he had to get up because there was more work to do.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Leave Michael Phelps be!

I read that the sheriff of "Nottingham," SC is looking to file a case against Michael Phelps. Oh, puh-leez! Aren't there worse things in the world than messing with an 8-time gold Olympian? I mean I think he's been responsible enough in his life that a little slip up is deserving. It's not like lost it and accidentally hurt or killed someone. Granted he did get busted a while ago for driving under the influence at the ripe-old age of 19 but would anyone really care or even hear about it if he wasn't famous?

I don't condone his behavior and you think he would have been smart enough to make sure no one was around or taking pictures of him taking a hit (if that's even what he did). That stupid redneck sheriff can't tell for sure if Phelps even took a hit from the bong. Phelps could have been play acting or in an intense game of charades and needed a prop to help his team guess. Too much reasonable doubt.

So, c'mon stupid sheriff. Make your 15-minutes on some other narcotics bust like you had in the past to make it to sheriff.

On the other hand, what kind of dumb ass is Phelps? Dude, who cares about the Olympic suspension? You have you 8, 10, or however many gold medals. You lost a contract with Kelloggs -- that's money son! Take my advice, make your money, then fuck up your life. DUH!

I hope the 'hit' was good because you know it is memorable.


Danica Patrick in SI

I don't know how she drives but who the hell really cares!!

Would it be considered sexual harassment if the male drivers and mechanics had her photos pinned up somewhere in their garage or such? I mean technically at a race she is at work and sexual harassment usually occurs at work. Hm??

Anyway, enjoy the pics that I got from some web site. I would reference the web site but I got these a few days ago so I'm not sure where they were other than probably the SI web page but that's not where I saw them.

Oh well, enjoy:





Doodie doodling

I did this some time ago...I think around June 2008. I was having an unordinarily long (time not size) poop session in my work's men's room. I had my pen with me and decided to DO something else while waiting for the task at hand to complete.

I remembered when I was in junior high school how we all used to decorate our book covers (yeah, remember those? Now they have neoprene book "condoms" for the school books) with the logos of bands. You know back in the day when bands were known just as much for the logo as their songs like Judas Priest, Ozzy Osbourne, Def Leppard, and Van Halen. If I have time, maybe I'll google the bands to see if I can get their logos.

Anyhow, this is what I did in my everlasting patience. It's been a long time since I took it because I used my Blackberry and forgot about the pics until I loaded all the cellphone pics onto my computer the other day.

Oh well, here's the pic:




Saturday, February 07, 2009

Torchwood

I've gotten into a new series/show called Torchwood.

The problem is that it's only on the BBC. I'm not sure if I get the BBC on my DirecTV satellite feed. I think I've seen a channel with BBC in the name but I haven't had the chance to confirm because I'm too busy and when I remember I'm just not watching TV. Furthermore, I will have to see if the show is played on this BBC channel if I DO get it.

What made me aware of the show is I got some email from Amazon.com that stated, "Torchwood: Season 1, now available." I clicked the link, Googled the show title, and it seemed like a show I might like.

Problem is I wasn't buying the series and I didn't know if they had it at Blockbuster. So, I did a web search and found the BBC home page with the link to the show. It said on the home page, "Watch episodes online." I clicked the link and I get a message that says something about due to being in another freaking country, piss off and buy the season DVDs if you want to watch...in not so many words.

So, I did another web search and was able to "view" the episodes through alternative means.

I'm starting season one episode six and I think I could get hooked on it. I also read in some forum somewhere that the 3rd season is starting soon so I got to get up to par quickly if I do indeed get the feed through DirecTV.

Now to the point of my post, I was watching Season 1 Episode 5 and one of the main characters...a woman...just strikes me as very pretty in a weird way. She's not a beauty queen but she does have that natural prettiness to her. She's also fairly BREASTY and that's a bonus in my book every time.

Check the screen cap, not the best to show her voluptuousness but I didn't want to seem like too much of a perv!




Friday, February 06, 2009

Ambidextrous Wiping

Are you able to wipe your ass (after going #2, of course) with either hand?

I can't...at least not efficiently AND effectively.

That's all!


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