Saturday JE had his T-Ball game where he was awarded the Game Ball (I have a sneaky suspicion every kid will have at least one Game Ball by the end of the season ;) then after dropping the kids back with the in-laws we met Xinh at a Japanese BBQ place in Pasadena. I wasn't impressed by the service, or the food. They brought out raw food and we had to cook it ourselves! Good Lord! I did a great job cooking so I gave myself a big tip ;)
Afterwards we did more Flower Girl dress shopping, and visited 3 more Burlington's, or was it 2 more? I lost count. But after driving around for hours we finally had three of the same dresses in the correct sizes.
I was glad to get back home.
This morning I got up early (for a Sunday) and met the gang at Angeles Range for some shooting. After firing a clip from my two coworkers' .40s, one a S&W and one a Glock, I much prefer my Beretta 96G. The Glock is very light so the heavy .40 tosses it around too much for my liking. The trigger pull of the S&W was too long, and it wasn't even shooting double-action; it was a looong trigger pull. I didn't like it. The heavier slide on my 96G tames the wild .40 better than the light Glock, and Beretta also gave the 96G a lighter trigger pull. It's not a hair trigger, but it's still a fairly short pull. It just reinforces what I've always believed; Beretta make bloody good firearms.
The chap next to me at the range had one of the biggest handguns manufactured (at the moment), the S&W 500. The clip below doesn't do this baby justice because there's too much background noise to really hear this hand cannon going off.
The following picture, blown up to full size, shows the S&W 500 a little more clearly.
After sending about 200 rounds downrange I packed up then stopped by the rifle benches where my buddy Felix had his arsenal set up, including both .50-caliber rifles that you've seen earlier (& can see again here). I said g'day but he had his hands full trying to extract a live .223 round from his Armalite that a buddy had managed to jam up into the receiver. They finally got it out after a struggle (using a screwdriver), then I saw someone else using a hammer to knock loose the bolt on a .50 and an unfired shell popped out, spraying gun powder everywhere but leaving the .50 round still lodged in the barrel of the rifle. They were not having a good morning so I took my leave and headed back to the safety of town and home.
I have tomorrow off in honor of Cesar Chavez Day (which is not until Saturday next weekend), but apparently Liz has activities planned for me. I hear Ikea is on the agenda. Hooray! Sarcasm? What sarcasm?
Cheers all,
Cap'n John.
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Please! What are you complaining about? Who gets off on Cesar Chavez anyway?
WOW, that 500 is impressive!
My wife usualy waits until we are on the way back from somewhere that I want to go before she springs the "lets go look at furniture" line. So far, I have managed to dodge the IKEA bullet, thanks to our mutual friend Heather who can't get enough of the place, but with our tax money coming next week, I have this strange feeling I will be shopping for a new kitchen table for at least a month.
Furniture shopping in my opinion isn't so bad because I can at least visualize myself using a chair, sofa, or table. its when we start looking at plates/dishes that my brain fades away to a happier place.
I always got so irritated when my hubby refused to do anything on the weekends because they were his 'days off'. Because I worked 40+ hours a week also, and ran all the errands on my days off. I never felt like I HAD a day off. So I think I'm gonna side with Liz on this one :)
I'm willing to do stuff on the weekends, it's just my Friday Off is my chance to do nothing (or play WoW) as the kids are both at school that day. Now that also means (with Liz not working) that's one of the few chances the two of us have to ourselves as well...what? what??? I'm talking about going out for lunch or maybe catching a movie, having some quality time, you know what I'm saying :)
Just sometimes it's like "I've put in my 80 hours at an increased rate to get this 1 day off for myself. I want to do what I want to do this day, not go shopping at Ikea." Even if the Ikea restaurant does have yummy meatballs and boiled spuds with the skins on that you smash into little pieces and mix with gravy and lingonberry sauce and...how does that "hnh hnh hnh" sound that Homer Simpson makes go again?
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