Quick this and that.

--AD's and my friend Jeff just got his first carry permit in Indiana. I asked if he kicked in the extra for the lifetime permit, and he said, "You're damned right I did." I think it's like $100 and you're done.

--Classical Gas made #2 on the charts in the late '60s. The charts were more inclusive, then. It was huge. Imagine an "easy listening" song doing that now. Oh, and check out the awesome owl in this video featuring that song:

--I would freely without a second thought give my left testicle to be able to play the guitar.

--I'm considering attending a burlesque show with my wife this weekend.

--I got a friend to try carrying a steel J frame against carrying an Airweight J frame. He's a good-sized fellow, and admitted that he's surprised at how huge the comfort factor is. Weight and width are my biggest carry comfort issues, assuming a real holster and belt.

--The news is full of gun-control talk.

--Because of his dumbass way of expressing his shirtless "look at me" tattoo'd self, I would not piss on James Yeager if he were afire. And I'm a fireman. Thanks for nothing, buddy.

--Speaking of people who do us little good: Sandy Hook truthers will (not maybe) be featured in Michael Moore's next movie. Bet on it.

--I think I'm buying a 4th-hand riding lawnmower on Sunday. The current owner says that it starts first time, every time, but it gives "too rough of a cut." Sounds like the blades need leveling and sharpening. Guess who's got an angle grinder and a bench grinder? He wants $150. That's not much of a risk. And stuff gets tough in summer.

--My shade tree mechanic couldn't find the trailing bearings for my Honda online, so I bought them retail from the shop that wanted $500 to put them in. At $140, I know I'm paying double, but we could NOT find just the bearings. And my shade tree mechanic will do it cheeeeap.

--Soon as that Honda's up and running, we're selling the Saturn.

--A paramedic and I last night were discussing a 15 minute lecture that we think would be useful to give to cops and paramedics called: "Abating Crisis: Give Them Options!"  We have too often noticed that first responders, stuck in protocol, are quick to tell clients that they "have no choice" but to do what they're being told to do.