Sunday, January 4

zen and the art of...

Over christmas, Rebecca's grandfather (mister woodshop in the earlier videos) passed down the wooden bow and arrows that used to belong to Rebecca's father, Frank. I am honored to be able to practice with such a sacred object, and am too excited to wait until warm weather comes.




Fortunately, I have a long hallway, and an understanding girlfriend.





I do my best to make sure the cats aren't in the line of fire. I'm no killer.

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