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I have wanted to read Orlando Furioso for a long time, even before my friend Stephanie told me a lot of years ago that the kids she was watching needed a new game to play, so she gave them each a character out of the book to be, one with a magic sword, one with a hippogriff that could fly to the moon, and one with a blinding shield. At long last, ( Read more... )

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I am pretty much the standard-issue, pro-recycling, whole-grain-eating, Prius-driving Berkeley type. But on Saturday, I went with Brent to take the Basic Handgun Safety and Marksmanship class-that is, I went to shoot guns. Once before, I went to the gun range and did black powder shooting (like Pa! Like pirates!). This time it was all about ( Read more... )