Saturday, July 30, 2005
ugh, woke up at 6 and couldn't go back to sleep!
oi, revolvers are a tricky little thing. Went off and shot the NCAPOA pistol match.. it's an azn thang. It's usually a tricky fast course, too fast for my revolver. It was a bit fun, me and my coworker P. Lau were the only 2 with revolvers. Everybody stared and glared as if nobody has seen such a thing. Especially Lau's Holster, a hoyt front-break holster, is a piece of antiquity. Hey we're shooting for fun. Out of a score of 100 i got a 66. At one point my speedloader wouldn't feed correctly, bah! Reloading a revolver is a skill, one day i'll master it. And also the trigger return to reset is crazy long! On semi's you can feel when the trigger resets, on the revolver you almost hafta letgo of the trigger for it to reset. The bad part was we had the opportunity to shoot again but without official scoring and i got a 86 with my glock21. So the lesson is.. shoot the good stuff now, screw off afterwards. Cool thing about this match is i usually see my old high school coaches, Major Mucelli and David Lee. Those two are still helping the future generations in obtaining the x-hits. Maj says hi to everybody.
Afterwards hung out with Jerry and his gang for his last moments of singlehood.. ahh yes, been there, done that. I couldn't make it to their afternoon kayak into the bay. Kayaking is a cool, gentle, peaceful type deal, drink in nature and all it's power. I met up with them at El Mansour, it's an moroccan place that has a kinda dinner and a show, sorta. i had the fluffiebunnie kebabs, it wasn't in skewers, actually it was almost the whole body of the fluffiething minus one set of ribs. Kinda tasty the whole gammut. It's one of those eat with your finger type dealios. In the beginning you get a handtowel (no it's not egyptian cotton) and it's like uh, ok. Then a big pot is brought over to your table and you rub your hands as the waiter pours water over them. After all that the food trickles in and with every dish comes bread, take 2 pieces every time.. it's good that way. In the middle of it all, the music starts getting louder and i'm wondering if some dancers were gonna pop out, lo and behold one does and asks if i wanna dance.. uh, i think she was looking for the bachelor dood, jerry didn't wany any part of that. she trotted around the smallish cozy place dancing with kids, and what not. 30$ a plate for that. My favorite was this pasty/pot pie thing. Its a crust with powdered sugar, but inside had chicken mixed with some mushy stuff. It comes hot, but was quite tasty.
After dins, we head to jensen's (the dj at our wedding) house, drank a bit, i donated my Chopin vodka and 151 to the cause. Played texas hold-em.. i swear i can't play that game for crap. The gang went off to the broadway area for some shenanigans.
Gambling.. if it doesn't involve my life, i won't win.
oi, revolvers are a tricky little thing. Went off and shot the NCAPOA pistol match.. it's an azn thang. It's usually a tricky fast course, too fast for my revolver. It was a bit fun, me and my coworker P. Lau were the only 2 with revolvers. Everybody stared and glared as if nobody has seen such a thing. Especially Lau's Holster, a hoyt front-break holster, is a piece of antiquity. Hey we're shooting for fun. Out of a score of 100 i got a 66. At one point my speedloader wouldn't feed correctly, bah! Reloading a revolver is a skill, one day i'll master it. And also the trigger return to reset is crazy long! On semi's you can feel when the trigger resets, on the revolver you almost hafta letgo of the trigger for it to reset. The bad part was we had the opportunity to shoot again but without official scoring and i got a 86 with my glock21. So the lesson is.. shoot the good stuff now, screw off afterwards. Cool thing about this match is i usually see my old high school coaches, Major Mucelli and David Lee. Those two are still helping the future generations in obtaining the x-hits. Maj says hi to everybody.
Afterwards hung out with Jerry and his gang for his last moments of singlehood.. ahh yes, been there, done that. I couldn't make it to their afternoon kayak into the bay. Kayaking is a cool, gentle, peaceful type deal, drink in nature and all it's power. I met up with them at El Mansour, it's an moroccan place that has a kinda dinner and a show, sorta. i had the fluffiebunnie kebabs, it wasn't in skewers, actually it was almost the whole body of the fluffiething minus one set of ribs. Kinda tasty the whole gammut. It's one of those eat with your finger type dealios. In the beginning you get a handtowel (no it's not egyptian cotton) and it's like uh, ok. Then a big pot is brought over to your table and you rub your hands as the waiter pours water over them. After all that the food trickles in and with every dish comes bread, take 2 pieces every time.. it's good that way. In the middle of it all, the music starts getting louder and i'm wondering if some dancers were gonna pop out, lo and behold one does and asks if i wanna dance.. uh, i think she was looking for the bachelor dood, jerry didn't wany any part of that. she trotted around the smallish cozy place dancing with kids, and what not. 30$ a plate for that. My favorite was this pasty/pot pie thing. Its a crust with powdered sugar, but inside had chicken mixed with some mushy stuff. It comes hot, but was quite tasty.
After dins, we head to jensen's (the dj at our wedding) house, drank a bit, i donated my Chopin vodka and 151 to the cause. Played texas hold-em.. i swear i can't play that game for crap. The gang went off to the broadway area for some shenanigans.
Gambling.. if it doesn't involve my life, i won't win.
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