ammendment

Oh, shit.  I’m gonna need to get a gun to protect my bike and myself from gun nuts now, once they get all armed.  Read this.  I don’t mean to totally insult fans of guns.  A large portion of the heirlooms in my family are, in fact, firearms.  Most haven’t been loaded in a generation or two.  But there you go.  I won’t scheeve guns outright, either.  I think I’ve mentioned that I’m somewhat proud of how well I can shoot pistols, even inaccurate monsters like .45s.  Still, this is scary.  Somehow.