Luckyforward

I think I just threw up a lot . . .

My brother works at Lowe's . . . gonna call him on his dinner break at 6

Well said, Enfield . . .

Discretion is the better part of valor . . .

Excellent comment, Rabbi . . .

Maybe Linda is a person with her own views, as guaranteed by the Constitution of the United States, just like the rest of us . . .

Well darn . . .

Of course, it would be more fun to sit on top of my roof with my old Ruger .44 mag carbine and shoot squirrels (right before being arrested) LMAO

I do have something that worked for me last year . . . I hung aluminum pie pans on tomato stakes suspended with monofilament line. Wind blew them around . . . kept squirrels and wabbits away

Help me out. My green pepper plants are the best they have ever looked. Tall, green, and growing well . . . with no sign of a bloom forming. I do see some black around joints. What am I doing wrong?

Excellent statement, bkelm.

I tried it once . . . and ended up at the gunsmith, if that tells you anything . . .

The very reason I was asking for other possible places is because I did my wn HCP training with Buford . . .

Glad to have you here!

Interesting who is not being mentioned around Nashville . . .

As always, from everyone at TGO, excellent and thoughtful feedback . . .

If you have DVD's of "Hawaii Five-0", in the beginning montage, you see the cylinder of a .38 revolver spinning. If you pause during this shot, you will see that all the shells have been fired . . .

My wife wants to get her HCP. Who in or around Nashville is the best training provider for women?

I do not expire until 2009, but what is the process one must follow to renew?

Bacardi O . . . orange

The great Frank Sinatra . . . "My Way"

I carry an SP 101 or a 686 . . . wheelguns never jam . . .

As a mental health therapist and educator, here's my response. Young women with no sense of identity who are thinking and responding to life as if they are still 10 year olds playing with Barbies . . . the love they have not received in their family they think they will get from their baby. It's all good until they have to change that first diaper . . .

Speaking of big time failures . . .

Man . . . I am genuinely so sorry. Kind of like that old song on Hee Haw; "If it weren't for bad luck I'd have no luck at all." A lot like my present job.