I got to the range over the weekend. After all, I have a thousand rounds of .45 ACP, and it won't shoot itself. Now I have 900 rounds, having shot my weekly quota. Even better, I went with one of The Guys from the office; he hadn't been shooting in a year and a half. In fact, he'd only shot his XD once, so I'm a good influence.
Man, I was terrible. I guess that this is why you need to go every week, because if you shoot once every 3 months or so, you'll find that you can't hit the broad side of a barn from inside the barn. I think the last time I shot pistol was at the Dallas Blogshoot in April, and while it is all well and good to practice rifle marksmanship, that's just too long.
In future, I shall endeavor to do better.
#1 Son says he wants to go shooting with me. Usually it's #2 Son who's my shooting buddy, so this is very nice indeed. The range has some new Class III including a Kriss, and so I may indulge his fondness for rock 'n roll, biting my tongue at the waste of good ammo and just enjoying the time with my son.