Sunday I went to a target range for the first time in many months. I had what I call a left-handed day, when my ‘weak’ hand was much steadier than my ‘strong’ hand. (On average I’m nearly as accurate with either hand; the eye does most of the work, and in me neither eye is clearly dominant.)
My elbows have been sore lately, particularly the right. (It’s fate. I normally carry burdens on my right, because the left shoulder has had intermittent pain since age 16.) Vince Miller, at the range as usual on Sunday, said glucosamine did wonders for his “.44 Magnum elbow”; so I bought some at Trader Joe’s afterward. (.44 Magnum was, as Inspector Callahan said, “the most powerful handgun [caliber] in the world”; it has since been surpassed, but .50AE is relatively rare.)
Vince also reported that a friend of ours has been sent up for five years for unchastity with a minor (age 16 if memory serves). We sigh heavily.