Yesterday I went out to run a few errands, took a wrong turn and came upon the gun club. I went in to see if I could register for a class, but it was full thru the end of January. Apparently I have really nice eyes that are worth an impromptu mini class. I ended up shooting instead of picking up corduroy at the fabric store. Look how rusty I am! I haven't been shooting in a year. You probably can't tell from where you're sitting, but I'll admit that there are three bullets completely unaccounted for. On the target of the guy in the lane next to me perhaps? I'll keep you posted on my progress. I probably won't get worse.
Sidebar: It occurred to me a few minutes ago that I have a really cute blog that many of you may think I did myself. While this is flattering, it's also untrue. My sister Ami is my blog guru and she did it all. She's good, huh?