SPACE

I had a wonderful day yesterday. I drove up to Delray Beach to see Mike, and we went shooting and took in a movie.

Because of the terrible traffic in Miami, I try not to leave the house between 7 and 9:30 a.m., 12:30 and 1:30 p.m., and 3:30 and 7:30 p.m. They have ridiculous school zones all over the place, crippling the whole city in the morning and when schools let out. And apart from school traffic, the morning and evening rush hours are not to be believed. And lunch hour is no fun, either. Accordingly, I hit the road before the lunchtime rush hour really got going and shot up I-95.

The drive was absolutely glorious. As I progressed into and through Broward County, I felt as though a coating of crust and grime were peeling off of me. Tension melted away. The traffic eased. The buildings grew farther apart. By the time I hit Palm Beach County, I thought I was in heaven. I knew I was sick of Miami, but the full extent didn’t hit me until I was out.

I took the second Delray exit and passed through town on the way to Mike’s office. What a mistake! I didn’t take the bypass, to get around the deadly downtown congestion! This added perhaps 90 seconds to my trip. I got over it.

I drove Mike to lunch and the range. The traffic lights were so far apart, I felt pampered.

The range was okay, but it was dark and very hot. I don’t think they air-condition the shooting lanes. I was surprised to at how hard it was to aim in the gloom. Up side: they allow shooters to use interesting targets. Mike and I both chose Osama bin Laden, and we took turns shooting .38 Super and .45 ACP. I didn’t do all that great, but I had a fantastic time.

I highly recommend Iron Man. Marvel’s movies are hit and miss, as their problems with the Hulk show. But this one was a perfect ten. And one of the things I liked most was seeing Robert Downey, Jr. pull off a major acting coup after all the problems he has had. Talk about a guy who seemed headed for oblivion. It gives you hope for other people with drug problems.

Naturally, there’s a big, bad arms manufacturer in the movie. But they had enough sense not to do the traditional attack on the government and the military. I have a feeling the new Hulk movie won’t be as kind to the Boogeyman Complex. It’s funny; leftists, including entertainers, love Rosie the Riveter, but they hate her employers. I guess it’s like supporting the troops while condemning everything they do and accusing them of being illiterate murderers comparable to the Nazis. Maybe we should call Rosie “Rosie the Dupe.” Or “Rosie the Warmonger.”

I have stuff distracting me today, but you will hear from me when I can take breaks.

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