As promised, a few more quick words on Wyoming, mostly regarding my family's shooting ability. We are all pretty much professional marksmen. Throw a penny in the air and consider it shot. Yeah, so I may exaggerate a bit. Although we all were pretty good. We set up targets and were shooting all sorts of loose change and cans with a BB gun. My mother is putting together a little shrine with some of the coins that have a clear BB dent in them. And, on the last day my brother decided that we needed to shoot an egg off of a golf tee. Now that's just plain awesome, although it was the only thing shot that we needed to clean up. Oh, and in many of the pictures of us just around the ranch, you will notice we are carrying the gun. Not that we were going to shoot anything, it just made us feel very ranch-like. You always feel cool with a cowboy hat and a gun, don't you!
The family who takes care of the ranch, their son is a nationally recognized shooter. He brought out his competition 22 and taught us to shoot sillouttes. We sat at a table to make it easier. All of us, including my sister, did pretty well. It does take a lot of getting used to looking through a powerful sight on the gun. Then we tried it standing, and I'd say it doubled the hardness by at least 100%. Not so good like that.
All this shooting makes me wish I could go hunting, something I've never been able to do. I've shot a shotgun a few times and did pretty well, but have not made the plans to actually hunt. My dad hasn't gone in a long time and I'll be honest here, not many of my dancer and actor friends do that sort of thing.
Getting back into the New York routine is tough. It's a constant job to search for work, both acting, dancing, and to support myself. Cross your fingers for this fall.
Now that I'm a bit busier, I probably won't get to writing every day, but I'll try and keep up with it as best I can. Also, I'll post when you can see me in a film or television of if I have a dance concert ever coming up. Also, a quick congatulations goes out to my sister for making it into the jazz choir and one of the other great choirs at school.
