Oh, just being rowdy Rowdy

Magic Chinese Noodle House in the greater Phoenix area was my dinner the other night. Yum! I had lemon garlic noodles and beef. The noodles are hand made when you order and you can watch the process. It's as artful as watching pizza dough get thrown.

I've kinda rediscovered riding again now that it is spring. I'm feeling fit, enjoying my new bike and for some reason have a lot of confidence in my ability on the bike, so I'm riding "moar", if that makes sense. Going big and going home. I really hope to do another Utah, Colorado trip this summer to downhill at resorts for a week.


I'm actually almost 5' 7", technically 5' 6.5", so when I saw this water depth thing at my hotel's pool the other night I couldn't resist. And of course I dove in head first, no diving sign or not. If I wasn't worried about competing the next day I would have back flipped.

You may or may not remember that I have some monster movie posters framed as art in my house. Well when I was last in Vegas I went to an exhibit all about the great Chuck Jones, animator and director. Mostly famous for his work on Looney Tunes. Seeing these two animation cells for two cartoons from my childhood just really hit the nostalgia button for me. The Hocus Pocus/Walla Walla/Abracadabra one with Bugs and then the short film adaption of Riki Tiki Tavi by R Kipling. Great, now I gotta go spend time on youtube.....

Thank you.

I started a totally new sport in September of last year, shooting my very first IDPA match after only owning a pistol for 3 months. Yesterday I competed in the Arizona State IDPA Championships and finished first in my classification, Stock Service Pistol-Sharpshooter. In doing so I was bumped up a skill level to Expert.

This was not done alone though and I would just like to now say thanks to everyone who has helped me along this journey.

Bob at American Shooing Center for mentoring and my indoor training.
Pat and Jimmy at Aegis Academy for my trigger control and their Basic Pistol class.
Bill at Academi for coaching me extensively on the game and his Advanced Pistol class.
Sean at SGO Fitness for maximizing my fitness and customizing it to my needs.
Dave and Victor at The Glock Store for setting me up with flawless guns.

All of my friends, the businesses I frequent for clothes and other purchase related to the sport and especially Super D's long suffering support.

Successful people do daily what other people do occasionally. Fear is the mind killer. Thinking is the enemy of perfection. Bleed in training so you sweat in war. It's the fire that refines. These are some of my favorite sayings. But they are just sayings. I use them to motivate myself and to stay on course for my goals. In some circumstances they would also probably be considered trite. I use them and repeat them to myself often. But I don't go around telling them to other people all the time.

Until real life happens. Want to read a true story about fear, accomplishment, being refined by fire and coming out the other end in one piece?

Here is a link then to the post sister wrote about her actions and reactions during a medical ordeal with her son. (my nephew who is the shark lover, like me)

READ IT HERE

Fear, faith, hope, anxiety, love, anger. The breadth of human emotion writ on flesh.

But what else starts with R?

I'm more than just a pretty pistol shooter.... I can rock a rifle too.

$33 wasted

$29.99 plus tax and I broke in first day, first ride, first trail, second drop. Boooo!!! Maybe time for a little of my DIY magic!


Some later successful pictures from this ride.

Grrr, more first world problems.

I dislike how most retail businesses don't open until 10am. On days that I have to "get stuff done" that requires me going to their business it is actually not a good time for me.

See, I am awake, showered, dressed and have done all the dishes and laundry and such by 8am. So that means I now have a two hour pause of nothingness while I wait for stores to open.

A quick trip online to everywhere I wanted/needed to shop today showed they all opened at 10am. Argh. Not even one of them could be open at 9am so that I could space it out, stagger it? No!

Each item is something that needs to be in my hot little hands today as well, so internet shopping is a no-go.

One of the things I liked about living in Yuma, and there were a few, was that due to the heat in summer or the influx of snowbirds in winter, almost everything opened at 7am or even earlier. I could go to the bank at 7am! This was in 2000, so internet banking and doing it all at the atm wasn't as prevalent. But you get the idea.

Lazy A, cheap, slow moving, laid back "Sun Diego" means nothing retail wise opens early for a person like me who likes to be up early, moving and get stuff done. For me, night time is for resting and staying in. Not the morning.

You want me to be tolerant of your rights? Then be so of mine.