Jen: The archery is on you now. You’ll have to help Ellen with the arrow. A bow with an arrow is a weapon. So, even though the statutes don’t specifically list it as a weapon, it can be considered one. That means I can’t help Ellen get the whole archery thing together.
The deal with arrows, as I understand it, is that they should be tailor cut to the measure of her ‘draw’, that is, how far she naturally pulls the string and comfortably holds that position for the time required to aim … over and over and over again. A more professional, and simple, set of quidelines are at this link. Basically, draw length is height divided by two and a half. Unless, you prefer the ‘zen’ of ‘feel’.
I don’t know, but I imagine an inch or so may be added to draw length to set the arrow length so that the arrow extends at least a bit beyond the bow.
Anyway, once you decide on the length, you can get the arrows. They run about six bucks a piece. There are arrows on ebay. Some dealers will cut them to length for you. Others sell used arrows. Anyway, ebay is going to be easier than driving anywhere to find an arrow. I don’t think Sports Authority has them. I don’t know. But they didn’t have strings.
OK. BIP. All agree I am a dangerous guy. Which sucks. But, anyway, I did check in this week. I thought it was going to be a lousy check in, not ‘big’ enough, but instead Joyce said it demonstrated a level of premeditation that concerned her. So, I’m going to talk with Mary Jane about that and it’s connection with hypervigilance.
I checked in with delivery of the motion last week. I delivered a copy, as I told you, directly to the female judicial assistant to the senior judge in the CEB appeal. I didn’t tell the class that she had actually requested we do so. I just said I did it, as you’ll read in my homework, to make the subtle intimidation – ‘I’m here. I know where you are. I’m right, you’re not. Etc.’ Well, I got hammered. I was not only saying I was right; I was saying I was above the rules. It was like stalking. I should watch ‘Obsession’. It just went on. It went into overtime. I was expecting to hear the other guys after class tell me not to run the class into overtime again. It’s happened before.
I did though try to start a phone list at the beginning of class. Another characteristic of a premeditator. It flopped. Two guys added their name. All the other hipsters said ‘I’m good’ Hmmm. Where have I heard that before?
So, I’m not so smart. I’m just premeditated. And it bugs people.
Soooooooooooooo Hummmmmmmmmmm
How ’bout you, Mrs. Pre-Meditation? There’s always more to you. Gimme some. Lay it on me. What’s cooking in blog-world?
David