There's something interesting/odd about shooting in a league. It means I'm always shooting with the same guys. And we've moved to Wednesday nights instead of Erik and Deanna and I shooting on Sunday. There's a lot more hubbub about shooting. When it was just the three of us, or maybe with Erik's kid, we went we paid we shot, we waited for a field we shot again. That sort of thing, with a bit of thoughtful huh.. I think I was doing this thing or that other thing or whatever wrong this time.

The guys on the team on the whole don't seem to think about their shooting much. I think for most of them it's an excuse to go out drink beer and smoke cigars. Which is a fine fine thing, don't get me wrong, but my scores have been dropping. Last night I shot a 15 in practice and an 18 in the book. And despite the not too stellar rounds I managed to beat Erik. So he and I decided we needed more practice. Given that I have plans for the weekend, and so does he I suggested lunch on Friday, then it looked on our calendars like today would work better. I hit 17, but I think it was a better 17 than the 18 I hit last night.

Oh and we tried a round of sporting clays. Erik's right. That's a lot of fun. I only hit 7/25 but I didn't know where they were coming from really. Maybe we'll try that again some time soon.