It’s another hectic day here at Trout Underground/Man Cave World Headquarters; I’ve got a big, potentially career-altering meeting at 2:00, and I’m still scribbling notes.

Fortunately, Little M’s being entertained upstairs (not just by Wally the Wonderdog), and I’m decently prepared for Sunday’s Bogey’s Sporting Clays Extravaganza (shotgun clean, ammo ready, gear sorted and loaded).

Once the meeting’s out of the way, all that remains is a Saturday hike with Little M and dealing with a diabolical sporting clays course on Sunday.

Life is sometimes simple, even when it’s not.

The only sour note is the lack of teams signed up for the sporting clays shoot, which – after all – benefits kids who could frankly use the help.

Bogey's Sporting Clays

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If you’re at loose ends on Sunday, own a shotgun, can hit a flying clay target about half the time – or just hate flying orange disks (more common than you think) – then I don’t know why you wouldn’t join up and rid the world of The Flying Orange Menace.

In fact, if you’re a real sicko, you could register to shoot in the morning and play golf in the afternoon.

More importantly, you’d earn the chance to watch The Trout Underground humiliate himself and/or go all Cheney on somebody.

It’s hard to put a price on that kind of entertainment potential (hell, you spend $10.50 to see movies that basically suck), so suck it up, come on out, and we’ll see what hilarity ensues.

See you protecting the world from the Flying Orange Menace, Tom Chandler.

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