Well, the 24 hour vacation didn't go as well as hoped: the kid has four gibraltars pushing through her gums and to hear her you would think they really ARE life size replicas of the rock.  got to do a little target shooting though which was mildly cathartic, but somewhat anti-social.  But I DID learn two things:
1) the two circa WWI revolvers (English Webley rechambered to .45 acp and a S&W model 1917 in same) that I have been working on make MUCH better wall hangers than shooting pieces. O-effin'-W.  And if they explode then I will lose a fairly significant investment.  Oh, and probably at least one hand and the side of my face.  But the latter would probably be a welcome change.
2) 1+ year old Candy Corn Jones Soda, when opened at range with the assistance of a .22, has an alarming tendency to summon assumedly starving chipmunks.....

Saw "Casino Royale" Friday night, the missus actually suggested it which in turn suggests that a) my tastes are rubbing off on her or more likely b) the new Bond must be sufficiently attractive.
After the movie have surmised that the new Bond is DEFINITELY "cut", but not sure the rugged looks are... too rugged.  Happily, I am not a suitable judge of said characteristics.  Also, after the foot chase near the begining of the movie I have decided that I a) need to work out a LOT and b) get a pair of air jordans.

Finally, I have accepted the fact that our daughter will not let us alone when, even though we are seperated by miles of distance, anonymously sitting in a darkened theatre, engrossed (as much as one can be) in an action adventure film, as a wide panned shot of a euro train worming its way through the foothills of the Balkans I hear the soft words "choo-choo" channeled through my wife sitting next to me.