From the Knuckledragger, looking at Italy circa 1944:
Why yes, yes they do:
Then again, it could have been worse, such as in Paris:
Perhaps they should have gone to Holland, where the Dutch got into the proper spirit of the thing:
Threesomes!
Tag: Humor
Stuff that makes me laugh
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Not Diligent
I see that I’ve forgotten to itemize my non-vegan intake over the past two weeks. I plead Old Fart Forgetfulness, so please forgive my sloppiness. Here, however, is sort of a representative summary of my meals thus far:
Oh wait, there was some pulled pork in there too:
I’ll try to do better next time, promise.
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Winter Gets Going
Sounds Familiar
It appears that the Royal Ginger is into meditation (through the efforts of his Hollywood strumpet consort, of course).
So am I, and always have been.
However, I don’t do it by way of yoga or Buddhism or any of that mystical bullshit. I just call it “thought and reflection”, and I do it when I wake up — in that delicious period of time when my mind can wander freely — or else when I’m otherwise alone (e.g. in the car or on a long flight). During that wonderful break, I think about life, my life, my priorities in life and my goals and ambitions. I also reflect on my problems, my faults, and the hindrances which prevent me from living properly.
See, I always thought that everybody did this stuff. But apparently not. Maybe it’s because everyone is too caught up in the here-and-now, or is being enslaved by technology, or is entangled in the machinations of others.
And in today’s world, it’s so difficult to cut oneself off, even for just a half an hour; and even if one does, there’s a real need to empty the mind of the clutter before turning inwards for those Deep Thoughts.
Myself, I think a little range time is the perfect way to clear the mind — there’s no time to think about life’s minutiae when you’re trying to slow your heartbeat, concentrate on the sight picture and drop each round into the X-ring. And in that wonderful aftermath of a range session when the adrenaline levels drop and you reach that calm state we all know so well, you’ll find that this is a good time for quiet contemplation and reflection.
So there you have it: shooting helps with meditation, not that airy-fairy yoga bullshit.