Yeah, when I learned to shoot at the Becoming an Outdoorswoman workshop, I handled a lot of handguns, and I liked how the Sig fit my hand best. The only issue is that my finger is a little too short to lie along the trigger guard properly. But since then, they came out with a narrower grip, which I think would solve the problem.

I think I would never own a firearm because of my suicidal tendencies. But I definitely enjoyed conquering my fear of them.

Men, down here, find me attractive? Really? I need to live around more Black people pronto.

Such a shame you didn't follow up on that impulse, because then you would be here.

Back when I was bike riding, I'd occasionally get something like, "You go, big mama," which is an interesting combination of insult and encouragement.

I hope everyone appreciates your work, Jesse.

I think I would never own a firearm because of my suicidal tendencies.

I own guns, but haven't done much with them without my ex. They would not be my choice for suicide, because I heard too many stories from cops about unsuccessful gun suicides.

I never got cat-called much, but it's definitely decreased since I went grey. Really, the only people in public who comment on me are women who like my hair.

But as Shrift said way upthread, I really do think that most men fail to understand the implicit threat of sexual violence that a lot of women associate with cat-calling. I was once walking alone on Mission Street in SF, pretty late at night, and it was pretty scary to have a guy come up to me on a bicycle and ride around me in circles for a block, trying to chat me up.

In case any of you didn't see the Preakness.

Wow, that was thrilling. I'll Have Another is a lot of horse to run down Bodemeister like that.

Yeah, cause Bodemeister is a lot of horse! It was an amazing race, truly.

the winning horse is a trip. He was clearly moving deliberately for the whole race, but it's like in the home stretch, he said "fuck it, I'm going to do this" and he did!

Yeah, his jockey is cool-headed. This will stand him in good stead at Belmont where people tend to make their move too soon.

Jesse, I hope that the party is amazing and I too am impressed with all of the work.

I give up. I don't want to own a house anymore. I fucking cash in my grown up card.

Yeah, his jockey is cool-headed.

You could see the jockey still holding I'll Have Another in coming around the last turn. The horse's head was up, so he wasn't giving him free rein. And then, boom! And he laid on the whip a little bit too.

Both of those horses showed a lot of heart.

Owning a house or not has very little impact on overall grown-up-ness either way, I think.

That was a helluva race. Thanks for the link, sumi!