Updates and a mini-'WTS?' rant.
Aug. 22nd, 2007 04:00 pmFirst--updates.
I'm back on my computer. However, I am still missing files and trying to get all the programs re-loaded. Still, this is better than being on my mom's computer.
Shooting at the company picnic was actually more fun than I expected, and I did better than I expected as well. The shooting range had two sizes to loan out--20-guage and 12-guage. They generally only gave out one gun per group, but we had such varied size-and-strength range in our group that we needed one of each. My dad and Craig (one of the owners) shot the 12-guage, and me, Carol (one of my fellow office-grunts) and her husband Mario all shot off the 20-guage. Dad says that the gun I was using was still too big for me (or at least, too long), but I still got a respectible 15 out of 50 shots. Dad got 22, Craig got 23, Carol got 10 and Mario got 7. And we were basically the only group to save their scorecards, because they forgot to tell us there'd be a prize for the team with the highest score. Oh well.
My favorite of the clays to hit? The ones that were in close and came right towards you. They were VERY easy to hit. Then after those were the ones further away but still coming towards you, then the rabbit ones. I smoked my first two rabbit-clays.
Now, rant time!
...WTS is with me and not being carded?!?!?! I mean, I always looked younger than my age (imagine still getting asked for 10-and-under kids meals when you're 17/18!), but now whenever I do something that people should be carding me for, they don't do it!
I've never been carded in an indian casino.
I was carded once in Reno, and I wasn't actually gambling at the time, just watching Mom.
I practically had to shove my card under the server's nose when I ordered a strawberry daiquiri on my birthday.
And today I was buying a bottle of Arbor Mist at the store, and the lady at the checkout didn't ask to see my ID!
WTS?? Do I just ooze "I honestly am not breaking the law" or something?? *headdesk*
Edit: Whoops! Got the guages backwards. Fixed now.
I'm back on my computer. However, I am still missing files and trying to get all the programs re-loaded. Still, this is better than being on my mom's computer.
Shooting at the company picnic was actually more fun than I expected, and I did better than I expected as well. The shooting range had two sizes to loan out--20-guage and 12-guage. They generally only gave out one gun per group, but we had such varied size-and-strength range in our group that we needed one of each. My dad and Craig (one of the owners) shot the 12-guage, and me, Carol (one of my fellow office-grunts) and her husband Mario all shot off the 20-guage. Dad says that the gun I was using was still too big for me (or at least, too long), but I still got a respectible 15 out of 50 shots. Dad got 22, Craig got 23, Carol got 10 and Mario got 7. And we were basically the only group to save their scorecards, because they forgot to tell us there'd be a prize for the team with the highest score. Oh well.
My favorite of the clays to hit? The ones that were in close and came right towards you. They were VERY easy to hit. Then after those were the ones further away but still coming towards you, then the rabbit ones. I smoked my first two rabbit-clays.
Now, rant time!
...WTS is with me and not being carded?!?!?! I mean, I always looked younger than my age (imagine still getting asked for 10-and-under kids meals when you're 17/18!), but now whenever I do something that people should be carding me for, they don't do it!
I've never been carded in an indian casino.
I was carded once in Reno, and I wasn't actually gambling at the time, just watching Mom.
I practically had to shove my card under the server's nose when I ordered a strawberry daiquiri on my birthday.
And today I was buying a bottle of Arbor Mist at the store, and the lady at the checkout didn't ask to see my ID!
WTS?? Do I just ooze "I honestly am not breaking the law" or something?? *headdesk*
Edit: Whoops! Got the guages backwards. Fixed now.