Crispy Critter

Yesterday was mucho fun playing around at the range all day with fully automatic weapons. I was the range safety officer, otherwise known as Raul the Bullet Boy. Expecting a typical summer day in the Houston area, I was prepared for rain. Umm, that didn’t happen. Instead, it was kinda overcast (and humid) for about half of the day and then just plain friggin hot (and humid) for the rest. By the time I realized that I was burnt, it was way too late. I shall salve my lobsterishness with wifey’s expensive moisturizers and medicate from the inside out with a largish supply of Mojitos.


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