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[rejectomorph]

A moment of silence for all the turkeys....

Personally, I prefer ham, but I didn't eat either of those things today. The beans were good, though. I added a bit of tabasco to counteract the chilly weather. I might regret that later. I could end up shivering on the outside and burning on the inside.

Venus appeared in the sky very early this evening, while the clouds were still bright with light from the sun which had only recently set. I watched Venus and listened to the ducks who were flying by, but I didn't see any of the ducks. They might have been invisible ducks, I suppose. I was disappointed not to get a glimpse of them, but their quacking was enjoyable anyway.

Didn't hear any geese, though. I wonder if they got eaten, too?

I need to go lay on the floor to get a kink out of my back now. So glad I don't have to shop tomorrow.

Comments

[daisydumont.livejournal.com]

Shopping today would be a no-go. Terrible thing, this Black Friday invention. I hope your back feels better by now.

[rejectomorph]

As terms like Black Friday are traditionally associated with disasters of various sorts, the event is well named. I wouldn't go anywhere near a store today.

[saltdawg.livejournal.com]

Mon Uncle brought some freshly "harvested" Vennison he bagged with a Muzzle-loader.
I do believe I ate more deer than Turkey...

[rejectomorph]

Is it a vintage muzzle-loader or a modern reproduction? I'd be afraid of an old one blowing up and taking my hand off.

A hand might be tastier than a turkey, though.

[saltdawg.livejournal.com]

Apparently, he shoots a modern Muzzle-loader. .50 cal with a Sabbot, so he's only really shooting a .35 cal or something.
Me? I don't hunt, but I DO shoot. And what I shoot is an .80 cal smoothbore Chareville Musket. By choice. But that's my Dad;s gun. My main gun is a .75 Brown Besss, but I prefer the french gun.

I also reclaimed my great-grandfather's 1890 remington .22 short "gallery Gun" last night. I have no place to shoot it, but I like the action. If I remain unemployed for much longer, I think I'm going to join a gun club. Just for something to do...

[saltdawg.livejournal.com]

Also, My pop got a Mauser a few years back, and let me ake a few shots with it. One tree I shot at was about 7" around, and I took the whole damn thing down. I was lucky it didn't hit the house.

[rejectomorph]

My coordination and, increasingly, my eyesight are such that, should I ever pick up a gun, there would be grave danger of unintentional damage, and perhaps even carnage. Except that anything I wanted to hit would most likely escape unscathed.

I do enjoy hearing the occasional distant gunfire from the canyon east of town, though. It makes me nostalgic for Los Angeles in the 1980s.