I’m glad that Bush is taking notice of the lack of marksmanship in the U.S. Marksmanship used to be a point of pride in our country that we would take careful aim at our goals. Remember Sgt. York? Now we just go off willy-nilly and shoot at any old thing.
Jeff spent the day concerned with that affliction, lack of aim. Just look at the notice from the paper. Clearly, the best course of action would have been to remove the banister, but a little slip up, and off with his head. But that’s become so common that it only made it as a notice and not headline news, so to speak.
In contrast to the headless youth is the outhouse. Whoever used that privy had some pretty good aim. At least, until they made it out to the island, and then who knows what happens behind stone walls.
I really don’t know what’s up with the guy in the pink shirt. I can just imagine the photographer saying, “Just step on in a little closer. The encounter suits are just a precaution.” He was improving his aim. My guess is the pink shirt was an old boss.
Don’t forget to participate in our caption contest. The prize, which as of right now is still quite up for grabs, is a lovely Drunken Pumpkin t-shirt suitable for wearing to the least formal occassion or being cut up into lovely dish clothes.
Tune in tomorrow as Jeff improves his own aim and makes my life complicated with a bunch of completely disconnected images and stories. Probably about squirrels and hippos.