Anyone looking at this entry who knows guns probably can tell this is a piece of stamped-out junk, the cheapest we could get. But Cliff was feeling left out, with the whole family showing off their fine weapons. So, here she is. Oh, the pliers are there so you can see the size of the gun. "The tools of my trade," Cliff says.
We just returned from a wedding at the winery... the vintner's son, Troy. It makes me feel old, knowing I used to babysit this boy when he was two, and now he's thirty and finally getting married.