Shooting.

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I definitely need practice.  I did notice, today, that for me to hit a darned thing (with three-dot sights), both on my pistol and my friend's pistols, I have to raise the center dot a goodly bit, then play with it around there.  Even closer range targets.  What I absolutely have to do is put my foot down and get my target-board up, staple targets on it, and work it out at various ranges.  My friend shoots level, level, above the dot.  It is irritating to consistently miss  a can at 20 yards!  When I practice I eventually get back into hitting the durned thing every time, or close to it.  Target shooting, real paper target shooting, would allow me to speed that process up.  However, with the .22 rifle I can hit a 12 gauge shell out as far as I can see them, every time, give or take.  And I can pretty much shoot a can out as far as the effective range of the rifle.  *bink, bim, bonk*  Thar she blows, Captain.

I just missed the sun, getting home.  I was going to mow.  I will do that and the sawing tomorrow, and probably more.  I seem to be getting my feet back under me.  It didn't hurt to have a mostly sunny day.  Being cool  helped though too.  Returning my friend to town I believe I saw a sign say it was 59 F.  It felt a good deal warmer, but then the sun can fool you that way, even in the shade to a degree.  From the sounds of it we will get another day or two of sun then the weather will close in again.  Yeah, well, I best get the mowing done and the sawing completed and stacked.  I have other things one could say I should be doing first, but those other chores are either more time dependent or were on the list first.  Not that it always works that way, it's just that cleaning, sorting, searching, storing, and such is so stinking annoying.  I need to use some, if minor, real muscle, for a bit.  Maybe that will induce me to put up with more of the muscleless work.  Gahk!

I may get some sorting, storing, cleaning and such done tonight yet.  I'm... doing good.  Even just a bit of it would be nice, just to have knocked out and ready for the next little bit, or lot of work, whatever comes my way.  Work, for me, is like rain.  You just never know how much you'll get, how long it will take, or even the exact fallout from that.  Bah!

Later.