Road Trip

In an attempt to test the healing of my shoulder I'm heading out to California to do some work on my late mother's house in preparation for sale. I'm not sure how physically or psychologically ready I am, but here goes. Luckily I'll have some help available, as Zymurgian (long time readers may remember him) will be going with me. He knows that he'll get to do all the heavy lifting, as I'm still at a 5 lb. limit on my right arm. Thanks, Zym. We're gonna try to have some fun while there, visiting breweries and beaches as soon as the work day is done. Should be back Tuesday, but who knows what I'll have for home Internet, as my connection is sporadic at best. Look out Bay Area; I'm on my way.

Ahh! Baseball

It's the most wonderful time of the year. The start of Baseball season. I do love Baseball, as it signals Spring and Summer, and gives you a perfectly good reason to drink beer in the afternoon.

And the numbers. The only way I managed to pass college statistics was Baseball. Today's great baseball statistic: Jordan Shafer hit a home run in his first major league at-bat. He became the 99th player ever to homer first time up. So the next player to accomplish this will be the 100th. That's kinda cool (but only if you're a Baseball fan).

A Response to the Latest Gun Violence

Another week of senseless tragedies and mass killings as a result of nutjobs with guns leads me to repeat my favorite proposal. What we really need is not 'gun control', but 'bullet control'. Think about it. Guns don't kill people; bullets kill people. A gun without bullets is a club. So I'm advocating that we impose strict restrictions on the purchasing of ammunition, limiting wackos to one bullet each. I'll call it the "Barney Fife rule" (only readers of a certain age will understand that reference). One bullet is enough for most self-defense situations, used properly. If a wacko decides to go on a rampage but only has one bullet, there's a limit on the amount of damage that they can inflict. Perhaps they'll use it on themselves without feeling the need to murder a bunch of people first. Most of the wackos will be reduced to merely fondling their guns and listening to Lush Rimbaugh's hate speech in response to their paranoid delusions, which is a lot safer for the rest of us.
(Disclaimer: OK, I'm not being serious. I do believe in the right of gun ownership, and have owned guns most of my adult life. But there is a certain logic to the idea as a way to reduce the lethal incidents.)