I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend. (J.R.R.Tolkien, The Two Towers)

When I carry a gun, I don't do so because I am looking for a fight, but because I'm looking to be left alone. The gun at my side means that I cannot be forced, only persuaded. I don't carry it because I'm afraid, but because it enables me to be unafraid. It doesn't limit the actions of those who would interact with me through reason, only the actions of those who would do so by force.

Marko Kloos "Why the Gun is Civilization"

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Still Here

Just been sitting around scratching my ... uh ... chin and thinking deep thoughts. As for the slacking...do you know how hard it is to find a photo that lends itself to a good chuckle?

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At 12:01 PM, Blogger diana said...

THESE PICS ARE PRICELESS!!!!!!
I LOVE THEM!!!!!!!
VERY TALENTED!!!!!!

 

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