Breakfast At Egg Platter and Firing Range

Breakfast at the Egg Platter then off to a shooting range. But first...

Miss Norah wanted to show off her new outfit just for football Sundays (or at least when the B**** play the Packers.

This mural style artwork was plastered all over the wall at Egg Platter. Liked the food, but maybe this picture is a little in poor taste, particularly after the Sparbo Egg factory scandal revealed in late November.

Seeing the factory worker swinging a chicken by a rope as he is walking down the hallway makes this poster less fantasy/fun and more reality/disgusting.

Brendan, Drew and I went to a firing range in St. Pete and had a good time except for the sanctimonious, big-toenail-nibbling retired Officer Dumbshit who checked us in. I haven't spent a lot of time around guns. Never went hunting growing up in Seaton, and, frankly didn't know any hunters. Went pheasant hunting back in college with a friend but shot at the wrong type of pheasant, but bagged a frog. Shot a gun with Stewart at the Lake Littlejohn range, but that's about it. So, holding a pistol and having a go at the target was a lot of fun, and I must do it again.

Drew wearing an Urlacher jersey might be dangerous in this Bucs city. Someone might cap his ass.

By the looks of it I'm a damn good shot. I was using a Smith & Wesson 9 mm Tactical. Nice gun. Even better shootin', Pilgrim. Hell, yes, that was my target and it was further than 20 feet away, too, so there.

All in all a fun day, and even started me thinking about acquiring a hand gun perhaps in the future. That Tactical was a nice gun. Was that sharpshooting by this writer beginner's luck, or should I sign up with the Army or Marines as a sniper intern?

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