Went trap shooting a few weeks ago. Pretty cool. I hit one on my first shot. Then it started to hurt, the recoil, that is.
Last week I saw my first Marilyn Monroe movie, Some Like it Hot. Well done.
Fourth of July went well. I wore a black arm band to mourn the death of freedom. People liked that, surprisingly. Or maybe they liked that freedom was dead. But I brought a few copies of the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution (sent to Campus Libertarians by the Cato Institute. Someone else started passing them out, and listened to him read the Declaration aloud. Nice. Some good discussion, too.