I love the maid of honor's expression, looking at Jared.

it makes me hot all over

so, Amy ... what about Dean doesn't make you hot all over? (I'm sure it's a very short list)

Now wait just a minute, Todd! There's ...

Okay, I got nothing.

Actually, my father taught me to shoot when I was 12 or so. But I really hate things that go boom. I did fencing and archery in college (too many Errol Flynn movies when I was a child?) and discovered I prefer the quieter weapons.

Thanks Bev!

I love the maid of honor's expression, looking at Jared.

Hee. And Gen's waist is so tiny. Yikes.

I think only vampire slayers and others of the supernaturally inclined can actually successfully grab the blade.

::nods::

And once again I'm reminded of the awesomeness of ita and Suzi. I so need to be training in martial arts. If it wasn't so hurty.

I'm very good prone with a .22 rifle. I never moved up to higher calibers. I hit center man with a .22 long barrel revolver, .22 and .32 automatics, basically point and shoot. If I take time to aim, I can fine it up a bit. I'm bad with head shots.

I used to have a philosophical/political problem with guns, but I can no longer remember what it is.

The main reason I don't own one is that I can't choose. I shoot leftie (despite being a rightie) which makes some issues more complicated. So going to the range and renting a variety of guns works out just fine for me. The first lesson I had was great, because I got to see the difference between a .22 and a .45 (Jaysus Keerist) and got to shoot a revolver too.

When it comes to weapons at home, it's just swords and knives and nunchucks and escrima. And a bullwhip. The boys should use a whip. Have we ever seen them whip? I can't work out why they would, but they totally should.

I tried archery one summer camp, and quite liked it. It might be interesting to pick up again. Exercise, difficult, but not explosively noisy, and it's low impact.

I love archery. I have a recurve longbow, unfortunately, it's delaminating and needs work. There isn't a lot of power there, but man, it's a pretty thing. H gave away his compounds; lots of power, but unless you're really into function as beauty, they're ugly things.

I like knives. A lot. I'm inept with swords but I love looking at them and feeling the balance, and watching people who know what they're doing. I can write a swordfight, so I know the moves, it's just translating it to *my* body that's the problem.

I don't have a problem personally using a knife. I actually prefer blades to guns. If you're going to hurt somebody deliberately, bladework is much more personal. Guns are fine for keeping the bad person(s) over *there*, injured, dead, or scared.

Guns are loud, blades are quiet. I prefer the quiet.

One of my good pals is a gun enthusiast, and he's offered to give me shooting lessons. I'm going to take him up on it. (He and some other friends also want to take me to a mutual friend's farm, with me in full JilliWear, and take photos of me shooting shotguns and machine guns, because they think it would be fun. Pete is not convinced about this plan.)

I like knives. A lot.

Bev is me.

I learned to shoot an M-16, a .45, a .38 and a shotgun when I was in the army a hundred years ago. Don't know if any of it would come back to me now.