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0Title: Recipes in Bed

Date: Jan. 2nd, 2012

Music: 8Ball & MJG – Turn Up the Bump

Location: Sunset Valley, TX

I thought of a great poem title this afternoon after taking the Christmas lights down from the house. The poem was called, "The Step-father in Me". I instantly thought it sounded very Sandusky at first, but this poem is timeless in theme. I won't say too much more about that as I'll ruin the idea and besides… I started off on my blog tonight with another direction.

I recently received my Concealed Handgun License in the  mail and I was pretty excited about it. You wouldn't believe how methodical this process was. I took me, as a person, around 5 months to get through everything.

It started with the basic full day class that consisted of written and physical exams. I passed the written course and went to the field with my Sig Sauer 9mm and put bullets in the 9 inch circle from 10, 20, 30 and 40 feet away. It sounds easier than it is when there are several others firing around you in unison and teachers are monitoring your shot score. Once that's complete you need to go to a digital fingerprint agency where there's an old mexican woman in some 8×6 foot closet of an office in nowhere Oak Hill. You take about 4 pages of papers and send that in to the government. 2 months later you get a license like the one I've pictured here.

When I talk about my CHL most people ask, "So are you are carrying a gun now?" or "Do you plan to carry a gun on your hip?" and I always reply No. I don't plan to carry a gun. The reason I got my CHL is because 1. There was a Groupon for it. 2. I want to maximize my freedoms. It's not that I want to carry around a gun, but I'd like to be able to if I wanted to. 3. I wanted the education. You wouldn't believe how much I learned in the courses and literature required to get this license. I not only know where to shoot a person to wound, to kill, but I also understand the laws and cost involved in shooting and killing another person. It's pretty crazy. Mostly, it makes you never want to ever, ever get into a situation where you need to use deadly force. As you can imagine, killing another human, even in self-defense is an absolute nightmare. I've basically learned every alternative.

Here are some of the cool things I've learned:

1. The #1 weapon used to kill a human is the screwdriver.

2. Most shooting incidents end within 3 shots.

3. Here's the best recipe for a gun cleaning solution:

Mix equal parts:

-Mineral Oil

-Paint Thinner

-Acetone

-Kerosene

-Automatic Transmission Fluid

Wipe everything down with that including the inside of the barrel. If you are storing guns and want keep them clean for up to 2 years then add an equal part of Lanolin to this mix.

You won't find this recipe anywhere else. I got it from an old man at the camp out on the Oak Hill range near a rusted out Jon boat.

Above all, it's the new year and I'm doing well. I can't say a great deal about the future or the past. I do have a great many inclinations about things. Especially as I develop and continue to leave my past and continue to become more self sufficient in regards to inspiration and love. I do still fight the idea to close myself off from the lackadaisical and scare myself when I discover I enjoy things I never wanted to do.

But really though… it's all silly thought. Just don't sneak up on me. I'm becoming more paranoid. It's 2012.. shit is ending and I may just pull out a can of mace and fuck you up.