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Weaponry

• 12.17.09
  Honor Culture
  Weaponry (8)

  A few weeks ago we transported some stamp pads back from a school function.  When we arrived home Seth carried the pads into the house and asked if he could use them.  I innocently said, "of course, I will be out here watering for a few minutes."  I watered for 7 minutes, as I was coming in, this war painted dude emerged.  I thought Braveheart  was cute and went to fetch the camera.  Braveheart was not in a cute mood, he was ready for battle.  I only got in a few shots before I realized the gravity of the situation.  ...
  
  
• 05.13.09
  slingshots
  Weaponry (13)

  First there was a rubber band gun, a ton of fun. The rubber band would smack the back of my grandfather's leg and there was just something funny about that. When I  turned seven, my grandfather trumped that toy with a new slingshot and turned me loose in the backyard one summer day. I spent that first afternoon armed with a stockpile of acorns at my feet under the oak tree trying to peg squirrels. Of course, there is no good reason to bump a squirrel off balance. It seemed like harmless fun at the time. Making squirrels jump was about as silly ...