So tomorrow I have a whole bunch of stuff to get out the door before noon, because after noon I’ve been press-ganged (I didn’t protest too hard, I admit) into going to TargetMasters in Milpitas to shoot with some of my boss’ cousins from Singapore. They’re apparently fascinated by firearms, can’t own any in their home country (even toy guns), and have been pestering my boss with gun questions he can’t answer. So I’m The Answer Man for tomorrow.
After that I squeeze in an appearance at a Board meeting before rushing to Oakland for my flight (gotta get there early to check my firearm).
Thursday’s no better — an early-morning court appearance followed by me driving from one end of LA to the other for meetings before flying home that night. No time to shoot, so the Milpitas range day will have to suffice for my rule of going to a shooting range whenever I fly somewhere.
My wife always envies me my business trips, but she shouldn’t. As Joe Huffman said in a different context (organizing and running Boomershoot) it may be rewarding but it’s not fun.