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"

Thursday, March 09, 2006

Yuck, Doggie breath!!



At 11:37 AM, Blogger the Contrary Goddess said...

ok, they are cute. But isn't that enough already? Thoughts from you perhaps? Which, my thought about your part of the world is, is little prosecutor Timmy McAfee dirty or WHAT! Well, every McAfee you ever knew, including my married in cousin. Blah. Pork rinds for the gods sakes.

At 11:00 PM, Blogger madcapmum said...

Harold, ya slacker, get on with it!

At 7:58 PM, Blogger the Contrary Goddess said...

yeah, come on slacker! Put 'em up! How ARE you doing? We do worry, you know.


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