by Bob Walsh
Well,
the traffic is now more or less back to normal. Bummer. It was nice
having almost nobody out on the road. The malls here in town are mostly
open again.
I
had the distinct honor and privilege of contributing to the full
employment of the dental profession here in town again. I had to have a
broken off tooth removed by a dental surgeon. That was just so much
fun. (Not.) Fortunately Green Death and Percocet take care of the pain
reasonably well.
My
favorite local gun store / range is still not back to normal
operation. I would like to take my nephew out and show him some basic
marksmanship skills. As far as I am concerned that is kind of like
learning how to hammer a nail, operate a power drill-driver or unjam a
garbage disposal. Basic life skills.
After
all day at the range on Sunday I could actually walk Monday morning
when I rolled out. I admit I did not expect that. Out of the eight
stages I had two real good ones and only one fairly poor one, so I can't
complain there. (First stage, second or third shot, I hit a good guy.
He was probably a democrat so I don't feel TOO bad about it, but it did
cost me 5 points. Life is hard.)
Stockton
is preparing to implement a MUST WEAR A MASK IN PUBLIC PLACES
ordinance. It hasn't been voted on yet but it looks like it is likely
to pass when / if it is voted on. So far in the formerly great state of
CA only in Yolo County are you REQUIRED to wear a mask when you are out
in public. (I wonder if a Halloween mask would be acceptable?)
Now
both my favorite long-term (30 year) watch repair shop and my recently
acquired backup shop have gone the way of the dodo bird. As one of the
watch techs at my old place remarked to me, many people now do not carry
a watch, their phone tells time for them. Generational changes.
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