bluecastle | Which of these things is not like the other...

So the last 24 hours have been a study in contrasts... Met a pal last night to go see "Mamma Mia" -- utter wonderful fluffy fun with pretty boys -- and then this morning my Dad shows up and after lunch at the local hotdog house drags me out into the country to the shooting range to show me how to shoot his guns. I still smell like cordite and my shoulder is all bruised up from the kickback on the Mauser. (did I EVER think I would be talking about shooting German weaponry???) (Nope.) {It was actually a lot of fun, and I did ok, except with the Mauser where I didn't even hit the target. frowns.} Then... I had to run to the grocery store as I needed nearly everything, and ended up finding a wonderful selection of sushi. {wonderful for our small town grocery story anyway ... a california roll is pretty exotic around these parts...} So I ended my day at the shooting range by drinking green tea and eating sushi. Well o well. There's just something about that kind of oddness that tickles me.

oh... and to put the complete cap on the day of compare and contrast, I just got done re-watching "The Station Agent" ... which is a wonderful little movie with precious little plot ... but it's about as far from "Mamma Mia" as you can get {altho of course MM is super light on plot too...}