God, Guns & Country Music

I shot a gun for the first time in 20 years. It was fun. I went with this guy Matt....he works at the YMCA. He's into guns. On the way there we listened to Country music. The shooting range we went to is in Gastonia...which is hick town USA and voted one of the worst cities to live in in the United States. It's great! But a creepy kind of "Great!". The shooting range it self is a pleather of nervous white people with guns...toting gats if you will. Uzi's, AK-47's, and Guns that penetrate tank armour align the walls in a decorative fashion. As we walked inside the range. Matt started to load up. Blasting caps from the glocks next to us rattled my ear drums. Finally I was up to shoot. BAM! BAM! Hey this is easy and fun I said to myself. Then Matt busted out another larger rifle. This gun had even bigger BAM!...and had quite a kick. I felt a little Extremist and loved it. After I got back I rode my bike a round downtown and then to the park. It was over an hour long ride. It was fun but I was really glad to be done.

The Heather & David factor

I just saw Heather ....she is married to David. They are the best dressed couple. Real hip. Boderline conservitive. She say's things like "pink is the new black". They look really good. Dress good. Have cool cars. Have a nice house. They're so perfect it's almost strange.

Nemesis

My nemesis is the guy at the YMCA. I see him every now and then. We are alike in that we enjoy working out and we like to run. He is everything I do not want to be. Dorky and comfortable in the place society has put him. His apperance is mediocre. Please not I'm not a negative person. I (in general) enjoy people and like socializing. But this guy is my opposite. If I'm Horus he is Set. We've never formally met. Once I did see him in my Bosses office. I walked in on him making a phone call...I asked where my boss was. He looked at me like I was a slave bothering the master. Dana is in the pool he said. This guy is so bland is pathetic. OK that nemesis.