This is my new dart head. When I saw, I let out an audiable ‘ah!’ of shock. This thing is mean looking. It also was wrapped probably in the hardest thing to unwrap. Three sheets of paper, all wrapped around this two inch dart head. Then wrap that in a whole roll of packing tape. Yeah, now you get the idea. I can’t wait to put it on my new seven foot darts, and throw it at something. Yep. And I got some cool colors for the fletching, Yellow and white. The other colors I have are red, black, and orange that is hard to tell apart from the red. Maybe this weekend. But who know what is going on.
Sadly I don’t. Do I want to go to sanfran for a nightstike. It is so awesomely ‘fun,’ but it leaves you so tired. And I have been tired alot lately. I could stay home, torque my harmonic thingajig and ‘play’ with my new darts. Maybe actually go to that lumber thing. Never been. Maybe never will. I think I remember last year there were horses. I want one. So I could ride off to battle after all the oil has run out, in 2012. But tonight I will leave you with this:
and you did not dance;
we sang a dirge
and you did not mourn.’