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I cheated and won

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Despite thousands of people walking around carrying guns and even drinking while armed the only shooting I saw was the air gun stuff going on at the convention hall. Rick from Traction Control challenged Kevin and I to a little friendly shooting. The targets are below.

I cheated. Something Greg Hamilton of Insights teaches his students–the goal is to win. In a gun fight winning is the only thing that matters. Playing fair is for losers.

Rick and Kevin shot first and reported the gun was shooting low and right. So I aimed high and left. I scored a 49 and won.

Quote of the day–Rob Allen

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We have a long, hard road ahead of us. I feel more comfortable knowing you all will be there by my side as we battle the forces of stupidity and take comfort in the knowledge that each of you will do everything they can to retain our rights as citizens of the free world. And, if God forbid it all goes south, at least we have Joe Huffman on our side.

Rob Allen
May 20, 2008 in an email he sent to bloggers he met at the NRA convention.
[Rob is Sharp as a Marble, but for some reason he wasn’t the only person that has been saying things like that about me. I would like to think it was because of my target from the friendly little air-gun competition we had. But there were hints that wasn’t it. It was before that and/or in a completely different context Kevin said the same thing and numerous others that said the same or something similar. Bitter, for example, said she would never look at powdered sugar the same way again. I appreciate all the nice things people are saying but aren’t you just moving me to the top of some list I really don’t want to be on?–Joe]

I did not offer to help

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I had said I wouldn’t blog about Friday night but since it has been widely reported elsewhere that Say Uncle has teeth like little vaginas I would like to make something very clear. The next morning when Uncle said he had a headache I did not offer Dr. Joe’s cure for everything.

Uncle and his hotel roommate Rob Allen had already pegged out my squeam-o-meter when they started talking about “the lube”.