I am trying to come up with a good title for this post. Basically, I got my car detailed today and while I was waiting, I visited the neighboring gun store. I am interested in home defense. I have a very valuable acorn collection (being featured twice on the Hobby Network) and while I am a supporter of our enumerated constitutional rights (the ones that the Constitution actually contains like my right to bear arms) I have never owned one. But I have to say, the Walther P22 was just so cute, with it's little laser sight.

The store clerk informed me that it would be useless for when the shit goes down. When faced with an onrushing hoard of zombies, it wouldn't be able to stop one. In fact, it wouldn't stop the ubiquitous chainsaw wielding maniac either.

So, fine. Whatever. The Mossberg pump action shot gun was $500. Let me tell you that beast was not cute. It is scary. The muzzle is a breaching muzzle which means that...

I don't know what, the upshot is that the end of the goddamned shotgun is serrated.
Yeah, tempting.
The clerk and I agreed that zombies don't get scared, but crackheads and ax-murderers do. So, that is a plus. And really, the shick-shick noise that shotguns make is enough to make even the toughest ax-murderer flee in fear.
What sucks is that the only really big purchase I have been dying to make is a new bed. This is the problem that economists describe as infinite desires, finite means.
So, damn you Bush, it must be true that this country is in the tank because I can't buy everything I want every time I want something new.