I am gone for my annual pilgrimage to Front Sight.
Four days in the desert, making lots of holes in pieces of paper.
I am going with a bunch of cops, including my brother, The Brave One.
He’s tougher and meaner than me, but I can outshoot him.
(on most days…)
You wouldn’t want to come, I’m pretty sure, but it gets it done for me.
See you when I get back. Take care of yourselves.