One way to start all conversations, but normally it is "Hello, is there something I can help you with?" I was thinking of the requirement to address law officers with the knowledge that you could be carrying as they seek dialog with you. Truly, it seems to me that if every firearms owner started the conversation that way the point about the lack of truth from the anti-gun crowd would be made. Of course, the gun owners that start the conversation that way may not get laid, make any money in sales and might make a lot of bad politicians upset. But they will have made a stand with the founding fathers, somebody should.
It won't happen, the world according to Earl is no more real than Garp's was. I jogged gently today, wondering at the heart rate monitor belt slipping down my sweaty chest (hoping the fat was melting away that quickly - wasn't). I had a quick sharp pain in the upper chest, but decided it was punishment for sitting in the recliner, not a heart problem. Since I jogged an hour and twelve minutes and found nine cents. Time for finishing the ironing, clean up, go shoot and then come back and laze the afternoon heat away.
Tonight Baptist Men's Bible Study in the boondocks, only for my wife's peace of mind, I already have mine but you know I love her more than the social life she thinks I need. The Bible study won't hurt me as much as what the fools in Washington DC will, I know that, I am a Vietnam Vet, says it all, says it all.
Sister's cat, by John Dolan, is the picture - cats and I agree, people work too hard going around in circles but someone needs to empty the litter box.
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