Alcholo, tobacco, and firearms?

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Well, no alcohol.  While I do like a drink once in a while, I just can't tolerate much, or often.  And honestly, though I used to love vodka, it just doesn't work for me anymore.  Maybe because it doesn't work with my soda of choice these days.  Beer is okay, but better after a hot day, and just one or two, mostly.  Oh, sure, the blue moon can make imbibing less of a want and more of a sort of comfort.  Biting leather straps does only just so good, and no other mechanism allows my system to decock and unload half so safely.  Uhrm, in the right places to do so.

 And no firearms.  Although magazines have been on my mind.  Due to a great mistake I am down to having a 9mm as my personal home and travel self defense.  I only have two magazines for that.  I will just say that I am feeling a little exposed.  They are only 10 round magazines, at that.  No, no, no, that will never do.  High capacity magazines have been impossible to find for years.  It seems, now that Zero has gone after lead smelting, probably forcing a huge increase in the cost of ammunition, at least in the short run, he isn't worried about guns and ammunition.  Besides, the stimulus money that was left was either running out or being watched a little too carefully to be used to jack the prices of those things, even to making them unaffordable.  The fucking snake and his minions... we don't have enough eyes to keep track of them.  But we do have enough guns, and I think he lost the military, most sheriffs, and half the cops, excluding potentially only the big city/strong union cops.  Still... One thing at a time...  Three 30 round factory magazines will allow me to rest just a wee more comfortably.  The idea of 30 rounds even makes up for the ineffective nature of the round itself. 

Hmm, but as to tobacco.  I am out.  A shower and to town.  That was on the drawing board, all of it, anyway.  The thing is to try and push it along.  I want to make it to town before the bulk sellers are closed.  And simply before it gets to late.  It has been snowing.  I doubt if it will stick.  I am all but sure it melted off the road before thawing then freezing.  In any case, I simply don't want to be out and alone on the roads in the dead of night.  Plus... TOBACCO.  Yeah.  Addiction.  Shut it.  They say it would be healthier to quit.  When I think of my brother, and on top of health the losing of teeth in spite of exquisite personal oral care?  I think, at this point, my choice is to quit and just about fail or to just keep doing what has worked so far.  You do realize, a man of my age at any time in history save the last fifty years and maybe in a very few, very temporary, other spots in history, would make me among the oldest off men?  Something to think about.

Ah, right, yeah.  Best grab my walker, get Bertha to bath and dress me, and see if I can't get the neighbor the light up the model T.  *put-put and put-put yeah!*  Ugh... a shower, eh?  At least I am already shaved.  Later.