I had breakfast with my Brother and his Son this morning, as well as my Mom and Pop, at Peak Grill here in Colorado Springs. As always, I kept a sharp eye out for any reaction to my firearm.
Nothing. Zero. Zip. Zilch. Nada.
Ah, what to do today?
The windows are open, the morning breeze is wafting gently through my apartment. Perhaps I'll create a website...