A fake Jamaican took every last dime with that scam. It was worth it just to learn some sleight of hand.

Instead of following my normal after-Christmas ritual of throwing all of my presents on the floor and rolling around in them while cackling with gluttonous glee, I went down to Georgia with Ben to see his family. The trip was quite delightful, and included a New Year’s Eve bash complete with firearms, pyrotechnic displays, and people doing keg-stands. It was perfect, because let’s face it – this little lady needed a life experience.
We stayed with Ben’s brother, Josh, and his delightful fiancée Ashley. This is the view from where I slept or, rather, tried to sleep:

The combination of evil cartoon monkeys and former living kings of the forest created the best sleep I’ve had in ages!
As I have mentioned several times before, Josh basically qualifies as his own militia:

So, OBVIOUSLY, we has to go shooting while there. On Saturday, we went to a free range far south of Newnan. All of the slots were full, and it was fairly busy for a rainy holiday weekend. Most of the other people there were slightly annoying, but a few were more in the terrifying category. There were these two rough looking redneck who looked as if they had been rolled around in a batter of confederate flag sauce.
However, it wasn’t until the man pulled out the semi-automatic shotgun and started firing rapidly that I was alarmed. When several people looked at him strangely, he shrugged and grunted, “Home protection.”
It was at that point that I started backing away quietly while being very careful not to make any sudden movements. Eventually, I made it back to my car, where I locked the doors, and read until the rest were ready to go.

Sadly, this is the last of the pictures I have from our trip because this is about the time that my sluggish cold turned into a full-blown rib-cracking nightmare. Although, it’s not all complaints because I did get to spend a lot of the time in a drug induced haze laying on a couch watching the delicious Mariska Hargitay power her way over scumbag criminals on a Law & Order marathon. And, to be honest, that not exactly a bad way to pass the time. Mmmmm Mariska.