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Musings

  • Love is going to SuperDuperMegaMart two weeks before Christmas to get half pint canning jars for your beautiful wife.
  • Girlie Bear had her first “date-date” this weekend.
    • The young man was respectful and friendly.
    • I’m fine.  No, really, I’m cool.
  • I’m trying to get a revolver to a friend in Texas.  I’ve dropped the gun off at myFFL and paid him for the transfer.  My friend has had hisFFL send their license up to myFFL, but somehow we can’t get these two businessmen, who both seemto be competent and easy to work with, to get it together.
    • It shouldn’t have to be this difficult.
    • In a perfect world, I’d do my due diligence to make sure my friend isn’t a prohibited person, then ship the gun to him.
    • I think a compromise between the status-quo and the perfect world would be for the BATFE to issue a “Personal FFL”.  This would be similar to a C&R FFL, in which you could order and exchange firearms with other FFL holders, have to keep a bound book, and not be able to buy and sell firearms for a living.
    • That way, someone who has gone through a federal background check could buy and sell firearms, especially pistols, across state lines without having to go through a gun shop.
    • Of course, that makes too much sense, so I’ll just keep calling my FFL to find out what’s going on.
  • Derby the Little Black Dog developed kennel cough a couple of days after coming home from being fixed.  It’s more annoying than anything else, and our vet got us antibiotics and medicine to control the cough.  Otherwise, she’s doing fine.  She’s put on enough weight that we’re transitioning from the high-calorie puppy food we had her eating to the food that the other dogs eat.  She’s also lost her fear of the cats, and enjoys playing steeplechase with them around the house.
    • For the record, she’s between 18 inches and 2 feet tall, but appears to have a 3 to 4 foot vertical leap.
  • I’ve been one miserable SOB to live with the past few days, and I blame my normal prickly self, bad sleep, and the time of year.  I’ll try to do better tomorrow.
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