This is one of those coincidental dates. You know … oh-five oh-five oh-five. Some people appreciate these congruencies more than others. I remember the excitement during the lunch hour on July Eighth, 1990. It was one of those days. 12:34:56
Um, perhaps you had to be a Geek to really appreciate it. Or care.
I haven't shot a pistol for a couple of weeks, and I'm going a little bit around the bend. Perhaps you've noticed that my last few articles have been a little ... atypical. I've enjoyed writing and ranting about a wide variety of subjects, but I do look forward to going to an IPSC match next weekend. In this calendar year there is only ONE month in which the first falls on a Sunday, and this is it ... May, 2005. Because of that, the Albany match (2nd Saturday of every month) and the Tri-County match (3rd Sunday of every month) occur on consecutive days. Saturday the 14th and Sunday the 15th. I'll be able to break the long boring hiatus with back-to-back IPSC matches and I'll have something different to talk about: competitive pistol shooting. As Mark Knopfler says: "That's why I wrote this song!"
(Photo courtesy: Mustafa Odabasi's "Dire Straits" webpage)
I hear that the Pakistani Inter-Services Intelligence Service (ISI) captured the Al Queda operative who has been trying so hard to murder President Pervez Musharraf for the past year: Abu Faraj al-Libbi. The ISI operatives dressed in Burqa's and intercepted Libbi while he was riding as a passenger on a motorbike. Five will get you Ten that Libbi never underestimates 'chicks' again!
Have you seen the eyes on that guy? Dead eyes. He looks like Oedipus after a bad Bodkins malfunction. That's the worst case of the "Thousand-Yard Stare" I've ever seen.
Well, perhaps not.
(Paula Abdul on "Strange News" story about "American Idol" expose)