Well, guess what?

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As I said in comments, I did well today! I did everything on my list except laundry, but I did some extra things. This afternoon, I went to my neighbor's new apartment. He had just stepped out to head over to a store. Another 30 seconds and I would have missed him and 10 seconds earlier, I would have had to knock on his door. Ha! He was planning on buying an extension cord for his telephone. I figured we could do that before we returned.

And, well, yes, he thought, he would like to go shooting. So, he grabbed his .45 with the new parts, I already had my .22's, but we needed ammo. His stuff was at my apartment and he wanted new brass anyway, so we got some. I bought 3 more 50 packs for storage (up to 750, by the way). Shooting was great. His .45 ejected without a single hiccup except one failure to eject. Usually it had been stovepiping the last round from each magazine. As for me, my rifle shot well, but became cranky again. I know it is not oil, so it must just be the break in process. It shoots fine, it simply begins to lever as if it needs oil. I will just have to wait and see.

My friend thinks he would like to go buy a rifle, and look around Ogden, tomorrow. He likes the very rifle I like. At least I will get to try it out before buying one, sometime. So, it may be a longer trip tomorrow. I am happy to do that. I get the inhouse blues if I have not gotten out and stretched my wheels for a while. Though I would like to have passed through a place and on to Fresno, or vice versa, my wallet just does not agree with that notion at this time. This will give me something of a trip anyway. It is a good distance south of SLC, so it will be a good 8 to 10 hours when Ogden is included. Maybe a bit more. Good, I think my neighbor needs to get out and do something as much as I do. Sleep is better that way.

On our return, we stopped and got his cord. Then we went and had a late breakfast at a place called Angies. The first time I was in there, I was not so sure. It was not the food, which was fine, it was just a sense. I cannot say why but I felt a little uneasy. This time was great. The waitresses were cute (far too young, mind you, but cute (so definitely female, which is something I like... a lot)). But they were not stupid or fawning cute, they were hard working and right on top of things. The food was good, plentiful, and reasonably priced. Yes, I will go back. And, for all you localist nabobs, this is a local place if the owner has opened other restaurants too. :p Not only did our waitresses make sure everything was good, but the manager came by to ask. I like that.

After that, I got his bullets from my apartment over to his. It was quite a load. Think of three big boxes, made to hold 8 heavy glass bottles of whiskey or vodka or such, stacked to the top with plastic reload cases full of; 9mm; .38/.357; and the last box held .45 acp. And I do mean full, right to the top. Still, they were easier to carry than the 100 pound weights, by far. I think they weighed a little less, though I cannot be sure, but they were in a form that was much easier to carry. I did a couple of other extra things too, but I cannot think of them. Between the food and the ammo transfer, I decided to forgo laundry for the night. Tomorrow is out too. Drats, I do not work on Sunday unless it really is not a choice. So, Monday? Meh, it could happen. I still have a bunch of unders, so I simply do not care, mostly.

I am not sure my neighbor will like his new rifle though. It seems a bit heavy of a caliber for him to really want to shoot. I am almost hoping he hates it. It is too funny how my friends end up wanting similar guns. But it means I am in good company. His brother-in-law wants to take a crack at it when it is available. He hunts elk, deer, and such, or used to do so. His son still does, so he might want to check it out too. I know I want to shoulder a round or two as well. I do not think he is going to scope it, I know I would not. At least until I obtained a license which required me to hunt in flatter land or something.

I will do a bit of research regarding purchase agents (or whatever they are called) regarding home sales and see if I can track down enough information to track down some agents in order to speak to them next week.

Between the early rise, the workouts, the food, and such, I am going to be ready for bed a bit earlier tonight. I will take some Tylenol, preemptively. With four separate workouts I may be sore again. I actually like to be sore, if too I will take pain relievers. It means I have done something besides sit on my butt and tinker. Nice, nice, ouch, good.

Sleep well, or have a good day, or yeah. Blessings!