It’s nice not waking up to an alarm clock. However this morning I woke up to the house alarm going off! Amy arms the alarm at night before going to bed. Nearly every time I’m out in San Diego visiting, she reminds me not to open any of the doors as it will set off the alarm. I guess she didn’t tell Dad because he did just that this morning. He opened the door to the garage and the alarm went off. They actually managed to disarm it quickly enough that the ‘loud alarm’ only went off for about three seconds. That was enough to take up the kids and cause them to cry though. I fell back to sleep shortly thereafter.
When I woke up, I worked on Larry’s PC in the study. I installed a win32 version of the ‘sa-proxy‘ Spamassassin variant. I set up Larry’s Outlook Express to use it and now they should have much less spam.
After a smoothie for breakfast I helped Larry load the Tahoe up with guns and stuff to shoot. Around 8am Larry, Dad, and I left for the shooting area.
It’s about an hour drive from the house to the place where we can shoot, which is in the middle of a ‘national forest’ area.

(There were misty, low-hanging clouds in the valley)
Dad and I set up targets which consisted of mostly wine bottles that Larry has been saving up. He has a lot of wine bottles.

We shot five different weapons:
a .44 cal revolver,

(Larry one-handing the revolver)
a .40 cal Beretta automatic pistol (the kind now used by the FBI),
a .45 cal automatic pistol,

(Larry in a prone position with the pistol)
a 12-gauge assault shotgun (with a pistol grip),

(me firing the shotgun)
and a Mini-14

(Dad with the Mini-14)

(Larry with the Mini-14)
One of the targets we set up was one of those large three-wick aroma candles. I’m not sure why he wanted to shoot that as it seemed like a perfectly-good candle to me. Nonetheless we shot it up a few times:

(the hole in the center is the exit created by one of the handguns)
Finally when I was up with the 12-gauge loaded with slug-shot I took aim and fired. The candle exploded into a fantastic shower of wax. It simply disintegrated while chunks of it flew many yards away. That was definitely the highlight of today’s shooting expedition. It’s always great fun to blow things up.
While we were shooting, I was photographing the event and I spotted a piece of dust from the viewfinder. At first I thought it was dust on the lens so I switched lenses but alas it was still there. This really annoyed me because I was convinced that I finally had the dreaded dust on the sensor problem.
When we got home from shooting I took a shower and then went into the quiet study to attempt to fix my camera. I checked the mirror and the sensor but didn’t see any dust. This baffled me. I checked again but this time look up inside the camera towards the viewfinder plate inside and saw a small piece of dust sitting there. In retrospect I realized that if I see dust through the viewfinder it isn’t going to be on the sensor, as the viewfinder is only showing what’s reflected from the mirror.
We ordered take-out lunch from Sammy’s. I picked it up while Larry and Amy got the kids ready for their afternoon nap. I recommended the mini-hamburgers to Dad which I got also. As before the mini-hamburgers were quite good!
After lunch we sat down and watched the UT-OU football game. While watching the game, I scoured through Larry’s Digital Photographer magazine.
The game was a slaughter. I think Oklahoma beat Texas 63-13 or something crazy like that. Halfway through the game, Lily insisted on watching her Disney Tigger movie. She was quite insistent and began to cry. We watched the Tigger movie again (she watched it yesterday too).
For dinner we went to a family-style Italian restaurant in a bustling shopping center with a huge movie theater, a Barnes and Noble, etc.
We started out with pepperoni pizza, and then moved onto spaghetti. The servings were huge. We also brought a bottle of merlot which we drank. I had really good raspberry iced tea in addition to the wine.
The service was a bit slow and the kids were fussy towards the end, so we rushed out having the rest of the food boxed up.
Once home, I read more of those magazines before heaving to bed.