Caitlin - Waiting for the Big Moment

So, I'll be the first to admit that I haven't posted in a long time. The problem was I didn't have much to say. I didn't want to bore you all with a summary of my life. Wake up while it's dark, go to work, write at my computer, take phone calls from annoying authors whom none of you would be familiar with, make popcorn around 3 PM, maybe get some beers after work and call it dinner, go home and watch "House Hunters" until I fall asleep. Boring, right?

I waiting until I could give you something worth knowing about. So here it is. The piece de resistance.


Fuck yeah, bitches. That's a 9 mm Glock handgun.

Now I tended to shoot over the left shoulder, but many people have assured me that even Jack Bauer has that problem.

I went to Mississippi and went to this place, Mitch's. Basically Mitch has a junk house in the middle of bumblefuck Aberdeen, MS. You can go inside, and for $5 and without any ID, prior gun experience, or even proving your mental capacity, borrow any one of his guns. He has the entire Glock series, hunting rifles, revolvers, and a fully automatic AK-47. You take the gun outside, and shoot it into some dirt piles. For .60, you can nail a target into a wood block and take your shot at that.

In more wholesome news, for those that don't already know, my father is in the process of opening an ice cream and coffee shop. Much of my time when I'm not at work or passed out in front of HGTV, I am watching informative videos about espresso machines, batch freezers, dipping cases. It's moving slowly, but by the time Lizzie comes back from the peace corp, there should be ice cream.

I miss you all - can we see each other soon?