So I went to an in door firing range Saturday with a frend... spend the whole day...
We took turns with his handgun... a Sigsaur229...
and that was cool. I was told that for y first time firing gun, I was a natural, and it was even suggested that it my be my "calling" in life
So then I rented a Thomson Submachine gun. 45.Cal. round.. fully auto.....
Even now I can still feel the sensation of those rounds steadily pumping out and I hold the trigger...... a very solid sensation of a simple thok-thok-thok-thok-thok-thok... the feel of that machine pulsating in your grip.... the sparks flying.. the heat of the barrel.... the wafting clouds of gunpowder....
Yeah, I busted a nut.
So I got in trouble too.... my final clip I decided to empty it from the hip rather than aiming down the sights...... I held that machine to my side and let it rip with it's full and unholy force.... I ended up hitting thier target trolly a few times which got me yelled at... I was afraid they were ewither gonna charge me or ban me...... but to my surprise.. when I came out they just laughed at my huge white sunglasses that I was using for goggles...
So yea. I'm througoughly hooked. Just like getting music stuck in your head, I have the feeling of thumping out a clip full of 45.CAl rounds...
It was very much like having sex for the first time.
anyway. on my fullfilling and classicly American weekend.
I also sae World Trade Center last night.
It was more of a family movie than anything else... none of Oliver Stones crazy bald Indians dancing in the ruins or anything....