there is absolutely nothing better than holding a
shotgun and shouting
"PULL!" and hitting the
skeet on your first ever
attempt to do so.
SMASH! whoah! i
hit it! i jumped for
joy. i figured i'd be
lucky to hit one
clay pigeon during the day -- when i hit the
first one i tried... well, i almost stopped for the day figuring it's best to stop while you're
ahead. but i kept going. i'm not bad for a first-timer, and i plan on getting better with lots of
practice. it's
amazingly
satisfying to hit a 4 inch moving target at 50 yards with a
shotgun that
bucks like a
bronco against your
shoulder and
cheek... but really, when you've got a
target to
aim at, you really don't notice the
recoil at all.
my right shoulder is
sore and has a huge
hickey-like
bruise. but it doesn't matter. i got the clay pigeon on the first shot.
I AM THE MAN.
yes, my
vacation was
wonderful.
wake up,
shower, kiss the man
goodbye, go to
work.
coffee.
coffee.
coffee.
i'm going to go to practice today... i hope to get in four days of
practice this week.
work is going to be
tough, there's a lot of
projects on my
plate right now, but it's
nothing i can't handle. i'm glad to have
deadlines again. i work best on a
schedule.
coffee.
coffee.
coffee. i have forgotten to
eat again. i'll do so after practice
tonight. it's
rainy and grey, but i don't mind. it was mostly
sunny and
beautiful during my
vacation. i have
finished all of my
objectives for the day, i just need to deliver
code to the
boss man.