I don't know the English name for this tree that grows all over Del Rio, but the Indians called it Ahh-choo. Which roughly translates to, fuzzy yellow tree that in springtime make Indian sneeze so hard blow tee-pee down.
It was a beautiful day today so I went to Walmart and bought a few groceries. While I was there I saw a young woman wearing a holster with a Colt 45 ACP model 1911 in it. It was obvious by the way she was dressed and the kids with her that she wasn't in law enforcement, she appeared to be just an ordinary civilian carrying a gun.
The only thing odd to me about this is that she was carrying the handgun exposed, and she was the first person I've seen in Texas wearing a gun on there hip. Now I've seen a few people carrying concealed, because often if they don't have the right kind of holster the gun will "print" on the shirt that's covering it or you can see it "print" in their back pocket. But most people like myself prefer to carry concealed.
Now I can understand why she was carrying her handgun in what some states refer to as "conspicuous display", because she was kind of small and there was probably no way to conceal a large frame 45 automatic anywhere it couldn't be seen. And maybe she felt having it highly visible would act as a deterrent, which is true in most cases but not all.
To me there are three major reasons not to carry your weapon exposed and why I've always carried concealed. The first reason, and the least dangerous reason, is that it invites a visit from any passing cop. Yes your legal, but he can still check you out and make your day a little more stressful. Another reason, and this is more serious, is it tells every criminal in the area that you have a gun that can be stolen and all he has to do is sneak up behind you, overpower you, and suddenly he's got a gun and you don't. This has been a problem for policeman for many years so some of them use holsters that kind of lock the gun in place until you make a special movement to draw it. The last reason, and maybe the most dangerous is, if you're in a place where a criminal is about to commit an armed robbery he can see your armed but you don't know that he's armed until its to late. So he can disarm you, or worse, just shoot you on the spot so you're no longer a threat to his plans.
Now I know all this sounds like you should hide under your bed wrapped in a blanket and never go outside again but the fact is I've had a concealed carry permit for over 30 years and have never pulled my gun out or seen any reason why I should even think about drawing it. So other than living in certain dangerous parts of the country, as a rule of thumb, if you stay away from drug people, stay out of biker bars at 2 o'clock in the morning, and don't forget your wife's birthday, your chances of getting shot are pretty small.
Things cooled off today and I don't think it hit 80° but even that wasn't enough to drag me out of this lazy mood that I've been in since I got back to the San Pedro boondocking area.
I'm not sure what it is, I feel good physically it just seems to be a mental thing that's making me feel like not doing anything. Now it's not a giant leap for me to go from being active to sitting around doing nothing. In fact those two moods are only one number apart on speed dial and it doesn't take much for me to jump from one to the other. I still have a little bit of guilt left in me from my working years that makes me feel like I should always be doing something useful, but I've been working hard to rip the last vestiges of that feeling out of my brain and replace it with my new motto of "Laziness Rules"
The problem with my lazy mood is it makes it difficult to write anything for the blog. When you've only walked 20 feet the entire day, and the most interesting thing you've done all day is warm up a can of soup it's exceedingly difficult to squeeze an interesting blog post out of that bit of information.
So I guess that explains why this blog post is short and uninteresting. Not that my other posts or any more interesting to read than this, but they're usually more interesting to write than this. But come to think of it writing this blog post IS the most interesting thing I've done all day. So I guess that's why I was able to write a post about the only thing that made my day interesting, and it means I lied earlier about saying my day was uninteresting. I think I'll quit now my head hurts.
The Last couple of days have been really hot, hot enough to start thinking about heading north which I'll be doing soon. I re-upped today for 10 more days and after that I'll start the slow crawl North.
I haven't been accomplishing much of anything the last couple of days partly because of the heat and mostly because of the laziness. I haven't done anything to try and fix my inoperable fantastic vent fan even though that thing would be very useful when it's 95° outside. And I haven't vacuumed like I've been planning on doing for a while, I guess when the sand, the gravel, and the dust bunnies, block the door I'll have to get out the vacuum cleaner or get out the shovel, one or the other.
I remember when I first started full timing I would keep up with how many days I went without an electric hookup. And I guess I did that because I thought there was a limit to how many days I could go without plugging the Arctic Fox into shore power. And knowing how many days that was would be useful information. But I hardly ever think about it anymore because I've come to the realization that I never run out of electricity and there is no time limit on how long I can go without an AC plugin. In other words I have truly become electrically independent.