Please pardon my tardiness.  I have the day off and this wasn’t extremely high on my list of priorities.  Looking down my list of accomplishments for the day, it’s apparent that nothing else was either.

As a matter of fact, I had Friday off too.  Donette and I had lunch at Lew’s, then I met up with Martin and K.B. at some point in the afternoon and we hung out at the Brooksider talking BBQ and such.  After a while the girls met up with us and we went across the street to Carmen’s for a little evening repast.  We hadn’t been there in quite a while, and honestly it hasn’t changed much, which I’ll take as good thing.  We started off with the stuffed artichoke, which is always solid, then split a plate of my favorite entree;  Fettuccini al Diablo.  I ended up with squid tentacles all tangled up in my grill work, but it was worth it.  What the heck, I don’t have to look at it.  (Stupid braces.)

Saturday was downright event-filled.   We started off the day by laying down a solid base of feed at Sharp’s.  Perhaps of note, if not really of interest, I voted on branching out and going to Georgie Porgies.  We went there quite a while ago and it was “OK,” so I thought maybe we should give it another chance, as opposed to the same ol’ Sharp’s.  Plus, if I’m going to get car-jacked I like to get it out of the way early so I have the rest of day to recover.  Anyway, I got voted down, as in all other walks.  Naturally Sharp’s was just as good as ever though.  After breakfast I met up with my buddy Mark, one of my Brooksider partners in crime.  We drove out near Lone Jack (in “my” fine purple Civic I might add, which he is now the proud owner of) and met up with one of his co-workers who owns some land out there.  We spent the entire afternoon shooting targets of various composition;  everything from balloons, to golf balls, to assorted fruits and vegetables, to traditional paper targets.  Naturally the sound of even small-caliber gunfire brings out everyone in earshot, and after a while a pretty good little crowd gathered to plink around.  One guy even brought a cannon he made.  It looked pretty cool and got lots of oohs and ahhs when he shot it off;  I crawled under the truck when he lit it and missed the whole thing.  It was just a fine time, and I managed to shoot up my entire 550 round box of .22’s I took out there.  Oh well, that’s the beauty of .22’s;  That whole afternoon of entertainment ran me about $12.  About 5:00 it started raining pretty hard, so we packed up and scurried back to KC.  Donette had been running around the city with Susan W. all day, so her husband John and I met up with them at Jalapeno’s for some dinner.  We had a nice long meal, after which it struck me that I was totally exhausted.  We had a few games of cards in the works, but it was apparent that I only had about 30 minutes of steam left in me, so we just went home and called it a night.

Sunday, well…  We tend to not do much on Sunday.  I think I used that nasty wet crappy snow as an excuse to just hunker down all day.  That’s pretty much all I did too.  I watched, in this order:  True Grit, The China Syndrome, The Man Who Shot Liberty Valence, and  The Sons of Katie Elder.  Wow.  After all those were over there wasn’t anything else on so I sat and clicked through the channels all night.  I got so bored at one point I actually got dressed to go to the gym, but then I looked outside and saw my car was buried under snow, so I plopped right back on the couch.  Crap, I was too lazy to even eat… Now that I think about it my intake for the day was a bowl of cereal and some coffee.  Oh well, I don’t think I’m gonna waste away to nothing any day soon.