lock and load and stay on the road

There's nothing like a good event to jump you back to full alertness. Here's what happened on my way back from Heather's:

It was kinda scary. But the moral of the story is that wet roads, high speeds, and loose power steering belts (and thus lack of ability to correct) don't mix. Kindof the same way that lawn mowers and cats don't mix. But yeah. I'm alive. I was able to drive out of the ditch. And I'm tired.
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HOPEFULLY we'll get to go camping/shooting tomorrow (or today) and the day after (or tomorrow). I'm psyched. And the fact that I have 250 16 gauge shotgun shells, 500 .22 rounds, and 250 9mm rounds sitting in a box next to me only increases the excitement. :) I like guns. But don't worry, just 'cause I'm crazy about guns, don't mean that I'm crazy with guns. There's a big difference and ppl would have you think that guns are innately bad and evil. Guns don't kill ppl, ppl with guns kill ppl. Especially stupid ones. Who think it'd be funny to point it at someone in jest. Or those who decide to look down the barrel of a loaded weapon **cough cough SETH!! cough**.