My one (half Sudanese) (half British) friends Saturday outing, the other weekend.

The other week I caught up with my one (half Sudanese) (half British) friend (the sister of the sister-brother pair), and she was telling me about her outing the other week.

Ever since living in the States, she's always wanted to go to a shooting range, just to hold a gun and shoot it, since you can't do that in the UK.

So, someone she knows from the office has guns and goes to a shooting range, and she finally took up an invitation from him to go to shoot with him.

She had a lot to say about that.

First, she doesn't know why anyone needs to own that many guns.

Second, she was surprised at the "safety" on guns, which she said a lot of times was like a small button on a cell phone, and she took out her phone to demonstrate.

"There," she was like, tapping a button on her cell phone.  "Safety on."

Then, she repeated the whole thing all over again.

"There," she was like.  "Safety off."

Then, she was like, "It's that quick, a little light goes on, and you can shoot."

Last, she said that the next day, she woke up aching all over from the recoil, and the previous day at the shooting range had been like some freaky alternate reality dream that she just woke up from.