Friday, September 12, 2008

Pop pop pop...

Here I am wearing my barrel cleaner as a mustache. Don't knock it till you try it.


I went out with the guys from work for some paintball action today. I'm not saying this just because I'm awesome, but I was pretty much the best guy out there. See, work with a bunch of retired military guys and you can be the best too!




I got the gun running really well, and it made a ton of difference. I actually had my hammer (paintball gun part) in backwards so for the first round I used a rental while the ref fixed my gun. Now in my defense, I didn't put that gun together myself. I had a friend do it. Anyway, they forgot to chrono my gun in... that's where they check to see how fast your gun is shooting. You need to be under 275 to play. When I checked my gun at the end of the day I was at 315 to 320. The rentals were shooting at 185ish. So, it was a definite advantage having the gun. I measured out 30 yards in the backyard and shot at my little garbage can I use for ash from the grill. I was able to get it pretty dead on so I'm happy.

When I was getting Hayden ready in the morning he gave me this prediction for the paintball match. I had to get it on camera.



He told me that I was going to catch a paintball in the chest when I wasn't looking and then get all messy. What ever happened to the kid who thought his dad could do anything. I guess that he's been talking to is mom too much!