American-Occupied America

Home again! Flew out of Knoxville this morning at 07:00. I had to check my firearms at the American Airlines counter, and a sweet young Southern Belle was there to ensure that my firearms were unloaded. When I opened the case, all she could see was my AR-15 (the pistols were in a gun rug in the rifle case). Her immediate response?

Oh, that's COOL!

Very similar to the first time I flew with a firearm.

I love the South.

Oh, and do you want to know how to have your carry-on luggage x-rayed three times? Put a T-shirt compressed into the shape of a (very large) cartridge into it.  When I get a chance, I'll take a picture of it.

Right now my body is telling me it's almost 9:00PM, and I've got to get up at 05:00 tomorrow.