Blasting Zone Ahead

Is to either become bored with what you are currently doing, or to have nothing else to do. Maybe I just forgot about the blog, which is entirely possible, but yet, I've returned to it, seeking the little solace that lies in my part of the internet.

I can honestly say this spring break has been just like all other spring breaks: boring. Didn't meet up with friends at all, except Amtgard yesterday, didn't go to any parties (of course, I never go to parties, don't know why not, maybe because I'm never invited), just kinda sat around and played computer games all break long.

The only remotely exciting thing I went to was the Machine-Gun Shoot at Knob Creek Range on Friday, and that was pretty cool. Lots of your normal belt-fed guns, two cannons, and a few electronic gatling guns. Oh, and there were flamethrowers too. It was really cool to watch, but I only have one regret: as my father and I were leaving, someone was pulling in a Howitzer, and I wished I could've stayed long enough to see it fire off a shell. But, the concussive force could've been a bit much for me, so we left. However, while heading back to the car, about 20 minutes after it had been dragged in, we heard a loud explosion, and guessed it to be the Howitzer.

So yeah, that was all I did over spring break. Well, that and call Rita's French kid hot, which got me bludgeoned a bit by Rita. I was thinking out loud, I don't think I meant to say it, at least around Rita.