Doldrums

This weekend has thus far been the opposite of productive.

I've not gotten any shooting done because the holiday weekend is likely to see my usual venues overrun with the sort of casuals that make me nervous as dammit on public ranges. I really would hate for the last words I heard on this planet to be "Oh, damn! I'm sorry! I thought it was unloaded!"

Local coverage of the pre-race festivities for the Indy 500 meant I got no Meet the Press for a second week now.

I only got dressed because it's Bobbi's birthday and I'm buying her lunch before coming home to write while she visits her mom.

I have to do laundry. Exciting stuff.
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