Light to No Blogging this Weekend

I'm calling a big two-day International Handgun Metallic Silhouette Association match this weekend. I get up at about 5:30AM, get to the range about 7:30AM and get home about 5:30PM. The match is being run by others, but I volunteered to be the range master for it, which means I sit in the observation tower and call out the instructions to the shooters and target setters. It's not really physically stressful, but I'm still tired and sunburned when I get home. (You'd be surprised how much light reflects off the desert, and how much of it you get even sitting in the shade, over eight hours.)

Anyway, no long drawn-out posts this weekend, no links to stuff that will raise your blood pressure, nada. Just me out at the range with a bunch of old farts reliving our better days when we could actually see (and hit!) those damned steel turkeys 150 yards off, over the iron sights of our single-shot pistols.