Help Me Friends! Going to DC
I know, I know. I swore I never would do it again.
My wife has a business seminar in D.C. next week, and I have the time available to go with her. So I am.
Part of the time I will be staying in (thank God) Northern Virginia at my brother's house. His wife is a fire-breathing anti, but what she doesn't know won't hurt her.
The rest of the time....ugh...the rest of the time, I guess I'll have a knife or two on me while my .41 rests comfortably (and uselessly) locked up in one of my brother's toolboxes down in his basement.
Pray for me, folks!