Monthly Archives: August 2012

Ah,, what to do in the evening, what to do? Several choices.  Ok.  TONS of choices.   See one of the 300 Cirque shows.  Gamble.  Go to see a Comedy/Magic/Showgirl show. I chose the Phantom of the Opera.  Not my most favourite musical (oh, how sad … Continue reading →

Now for the big boys.  MP-5.   The weapon of choice for many gamers and special ops (like SWATie guys).  It’s heavier than it looks and there was a lot more safety explanation.  I listened, I learned and then I took … Continue reading →

The van to take me to Discount Guns and Ammo arrived a bit late.   Not that it really mattered: I didn’t really mind waiting.  I had a coffee, I was excited and, to be honest a little nervous.  But this … Continue reading →

What to do, what to do?   I didn’t have writing to do.  Blog was up-to-date. Only one thing I really, really wanted to do. Shoot me some gunz! So I checked on-line who would be the best for me (a … Continue reading →

530 pages.  99, 328 words. 4:46pm Done.

Ok, so Walgreens.  Hard to hide a store that big, right. Wrong.  Took my a good hour to find.  Sure it wasn’t on the map but it’t not like it’s hidden treasure.   Eventually I found it while crossing a bridge … Continue reading →

All other things aside, all I needed was a laptop to write on. And yes, at 10:11, that died. Well, the laptop didn’t die but Word did.  For days, the laptop has been a bit slow, especially when I was … Continue reading →

So I really didn’t want to pay $8 for water so I came up with a cunning plan.   Buy the water (or drinks) elsewhere and store them in my insuite fridge.  Pretty smart, right?  Pretty clever. Now that fridge was kinda … Continue reading →

150 pages done. Watched The Raven, as a reward. So tired, though. Tomorrow, if I could get on top of it like I did today, it would be a great day. However, the fates had other ideas.  I’d clearly done … Continue reading →

Ok, I’m a romantic.  I admit it.  I used to love to do all sorts of goofy romantic things for Margot.  I miss not being able to do that now. So when I see something neat, something, well, romantic, I … Continue reading →