Wooden Swords and Plastic Guns
So, today, I wake up, and head off to SCA practice, mostly to watch until I get used to it again. I'll probably get around to getting some basic equipment sometime soon and get back in armor. Despite me being a wuss and having an excessive dislike of pain, There's something exhilerating about beating upon people and being beaten upon. The assortment of bruises I would come home with after fighter practice felt GOOD. Incidentally this craving to get back in armor struck hard after Heather punched the holy hell out of my arm and bruising me fairly well and it brought back a touch of exhileration. I found myself a few days later poking at the little bruise and getting this tiny touch of... adrenaline? I don't know but my mind went into this weird feral mode... grrrr... }:>
So after that I wandered down to the flea market with the intent of buying an airsoft gun, something I've been wanting for the past couple months and more so after actually getting to play with one. Unfortunately, they didn't have any that I wanted, the only battery powered ones were rifles and such, and I wanted a pistol, the non-battery pistols are kind of annoying because you have to work the slide before every shot, not hard but annoying. So, after going to see "The Devil's Rejects" with some of the guys (surprisingly good if you like action and don't mind gore), we grabbed a bite to eat and headed back to the park... eventually I decided I REALLY wanted an airsoft gun, so headed to Wal-mart, where I knew they had a battery-powered pistol, and picked it up. It was relatively expensive (23 bucks compared to most of the flea markets pistols which were 3-10, and their rifles ranging from 10-40+), but according to the other guys battery pistols are kinda rare. Not incredibly realistic; the slide action is entirely for show, the hammer doesn't move, it fires after the slide goes back (perhaps while, but it seems after), and the magazine is absurdly thing (to make room for the batteries in the grip). But it's fairly accurate (roughly 5inch spread at errr I think it was 30 yds), has the... well I don't know what it's called but it's the sort of safety where it must be depressed(sits under the trigger guard) before the gun will fire. It's been fun to shoot, of course, after playing with my new toy and recently having gone shooting, I ALMOST want to get myself a gun. BUT, considering my ability to hurt myself walking through a doorway, and to drop something that's tied to my hand, I wouldn't feel safe owning a firearm. I feel confident to handle one in a controlled environment under more experienced supervision, but on my... I'd rather not... That and I don't have the patience to sit around cleaning my gun after every time I fired it... which I'd prefer to do if I had one... if that makes sense. I'm a perfectionist... sort of, I either must do something just right, or I don't do it at all... unfortunately I'm not very good at getting most things perfect, so projects don't get started or just barely started and I decide I can't do them well enough and leave off.
I'm actually somewhat amazed that I've posted three days in a row, and more than "Yeah nothing happened today", I rather expected to end up just staring at the screen for an hour or so and finally just saying "Buggerit" (that's meant to be one word mind you). Now lets see if I can actually stick to it. I'm actually starting to understand the draw of Blogging, let's one's thoughts flow about, but you have to actually consider things a bit, examine your thoughts more than one might with an analog journal. It replaced my habit of old of late night essay writing without the need to try to wax philosophical, thought that did wonders for my old philosophy class. Shame I didn't manage to apply the late night writing to my other classes. Other than a few minor details ( need a girlfriend ) I'm happy with my life as it is, I may not have the best paying of jobs, but I'm happy, finally starting to at least peek through my shell, progressing somewhat slowly but steadily on my programming, and am considering taking up writing again (short stories this time, only one of my poems have I truly been proud of, and I feel like I have to force my poetry out any times I've tried to write it recently, but my heads been overflowing with story ideas). Hell once I get a few stories out I'm going to start sending them to some of the assorted to pulp magazines as appropriate (I'd love to get something published in Analog or Asimov, however unlikely as it may be).
But perhaps now I should cute this short... Good night/morning all.
So after that I wandered down to the flea market with the intent of buying an airsoft gun, something I've been wanting for the past couple months and more so after actually getting to play with one. Unfortunately, they didn't have any that I wanted, the only battery powered ones were rifles and such, and I wanted a pistol, the non-battery pistols are kind of annoying because you have to work the slide before every shot, not hard but annoying. So, after going to see "The Devil's Rejects" with some of the guys (surprisingly good if you like action and don't mind gore), we grabbed a bite to eat and headed back to the park... eventually I decided I REALLY wanted an airsoft gun, so headed to Wal-mart, where I knew they had a battery-powered pistol, and picked it up. It was relatively expensive (23 bucks compared to most of the flea markets pistols which were 3-10, and their rifles ranging from 10-40+), but according to the other guys battery pistols are kinda rare. Not incredibly realistic; the slide action is entirely for show, the hammer doesn't move, it fires after the slide goes back (perhaps while, but it seems after), and the magazine is absurdly thing (to make room for the batteries in the grip). But it's fairly accurate (roughly 5inch spread at errr I think it was 30 yds), has the... well I don't know what it's called but it's the sort of safety where it must be depressed(sits under the trigger guard) before the gun will fire. It's been fun to shoot, of course, after playing with my new toy and recently having gone shooting, I ALMOST want to get myself a gun. BUT, considering my ability to hurt myself walking through a doorway, and to drop something that's tied to my hand, I wouldn't feel safe owning a firearm. I feel confident to handle one in a controlled environment under more experienced supervision, but on my... I'd rather not... That and I don't have the patience to sit around cleaning my gun after every time I fired it... which I'd prefer to do if I had one... if that makes sense. I'm a perfectionist... sort of, I either must do something just right, or I don't do it at all... unfortunately I'm not very good at getting most things perfect, so projects don't get started or just barely started and I decide I can't do them well enough and leave off.
I'm actually somewhat amazed that I've posted three days in a row, and more than "Yeah nothing happened today", I rather expected to end up just staring at the screen for an hour or so and finally just saying "Buggerit" (that's meant to be one word mind you). Now lets see if I can actually stick to it. I'm actually starting to understand the draw of Blogging, let's one's thoughts flow about, but you have to actually consider things a bit, examine your thoughts more than one might with an analog journal. It replaced my habit of old of late night essay writing without the need to try to wax philosophical, thought that did wonders for my old philosophy class. Shame I didn't manage to apply the late night writing to my other classes. Other than a few minor details ( need a girlfriend ) I'm happy with my life as it is, I may not have the best paying of jobs, but I'm happy, finally starting to at least peek through my shell, progressing somewhat slowly but steadily on my programming, and am considering taking up writing again (short stories this time, only one of my poems have I truly been proud of, and I feel like I have to force my poetry out any times I've tried to write it recently, but my heads been overflowing with story ideas). Hell once I get a few stories out I'm going to start sending them to some of the assorted to pulp magazines as appropriate (I'd love to get something published in Analog or Asimov, however unlikely as it may be).
But perhaps now I should cute this short... Good night/morning all.