Monthly Archives: October 2008

Just FYI

The book everyone has been waiting for, Hot Chicks With Douchebags, is finally in print! If I don’t see this on everyone’s To Read shelf on GoodReads, I’ll throw a hissyfit! If nothing else, my Christmas gift shopping list just wrote itself.

And I know I am a major mover and shaker in the book world, because the last time I gave a book 5 stars, two, COUNT THEM TWO, of my relatives immediately marked it as “to read.”

Yup, I’m the next Oprah’s Book Club.

Daily Links: Cindy McCain Edition

This post is dedicated to Lesli:

Cindy McCain takes the wheel in her own race

Cindy McCain doesn’t remember all the details. It might have been six years ago. Maybe seven. But this much, at least, McCain recalls with perfect clarity: She was watching television with her oldest son, Jack, when footage flashed across the screen of race cars skidding sideways as though they were on ice.

Looks kind of cool, McCain thought to herself, but how’d they do that?

For most people, the curiosity probably would have ended there. But McCain, the wife of the Republican nominee for president, Sen. John McCain, is anything but ordinary. […]

And so McCain began to learn as much as possible about this mysterious driving technique. It turned out it was called drifting and had origins tracing back to the mountains of central Japan in the early 1990s. Months after first seeing drifting on television, McCain traveled to Japan with Jack, now a senior at the Naval Academy and an avid fan of motorsports, to take drifting lessons with a top instructor.

She’s just an average American, who flys to Japan on a whim to take drifting lessons. And then there’s this!

Cindy McCain Claims She’s Just Like Any Other Female Human

Another fun trip shooting

This is the weekend of a big family gathering on the in-law side, for a baby blessing and a little boy’s birthday party. But since blessings and birthday parties only take up so much time, what do you do the rest of the day?

Shooting, of course!

So 10 or so of us piled into three cars with a whole mess of guns and ammo, and drove on up to Prescott for hours of fun.

But the range at Prescott was closed, so instead, we spent a half-hour driving back down to Smithfield for hours of fun.

And indeed, it was fun!



This is the location where we saw the dead deer, and it was still there!

Well, some of it was, anyway.

Only one leg was still attached, the others were strewn about the field. Something got a good meal from these leftovers!



I can’t wait to see what it looks like in spring! Unfortunately, it stank pretty bad when the wind blew across the carcass into our firing line. So, we did our best to overpower the deadness smell with gunpowder, and it worked! Guns are indeed the miracle machines!