Off to the Gun Shop

Upon waking in my first morning in Texas, my brother - no-guns - called and said, hey I have to go to Austin to pick up my gun - you wanna go? 

Okay, I said.  

We hop in the mini cooper and head off to Austin; as we go I hear about how this place gives discounts to military personnel - which is why we were going to Austin.  Apparently, my brother - no-guns - had ordered 2 guns - Glocks - primarily because he was afraid he might not be able to at some point in the future.

Brother says - oh no, the parking lot is really full.  I had no frame of reference for this because it seemed like an office park to me and wasn't obviously a gun store.  In we went and grabbed a number like at the bakery or butcher.  We were number 23 and they were on number 2.

Huh, I thought.

I wandered around the store.  There is some interesting stuff in this store - but the other customers, well THAT'S INTERESTING.  Many of them were people that you would AUTOMATICALLY - like bioreaction-style think I DO NOT want you to have a gun.  Most of the guns were sold out and required a wait list - there was almost NO ammunition available.

I played with the backpacks. I bought candy.  I ate candy.  I bought drinks.  I played this game where I would pick up random things and say - what is this for?  My brother often had the answer, which was cool.

I contemplated tasers and decided I might want one of those. A later discussion with my father resulted in the revelation that he thought tasers were cruel.  I thought this was alternate universe funny - sorry dad.

Two hours later, our number was up.  Lots of paperwork required - this delusional moment when my brother had indicated he was born in 1977!  HeeHaw!  Then my brother - no-guns - asks how long for a bushmaster.  

A bushmaster looks like a machine gun.  

Guy says not as long as you think.  Sister - no-guns-a-traser-might-be-cool-I-mean-cruel, says you should order one. Brother says - Okay!

Two and a half hours later, our mission complete, we stopped at the drive in Sonic for a burger, corn dog and cheesy tater tots.

America the Beautiful