When certain friends of mine found out that I was… needing to add to my self-defense arsenal (due to not having more than two things in it), they really began to make suggestions, and the whole thing took off. Now I have the bulletproof glass version of brass knuckles, which are surprisingly a lot more affordable and durable than their actual brass knuckle counterparts, which recently became legal to own in my state. I also have an actual machete, because several of my friends were… extremely excited about the idea of one of those given how I’ve been trained to defend myself. Every single new thing that I have now is completely legal to own in my state of residence, even though the laws that made them legal are surprisingly recent.

Naturally, I also keep them in places in my room where I can quickly access them, but not the kids. Duh…

I feel a bit like Stella at the moment, in a very peculiar way. Shame I couldn’t find a better picture though.

These became legal to own in my state in 2013, so I decided to actually get one myself.

I actually used one in 2006 (not knowing that it was… not legal at the time) when my apartment was broken into, and the door busted down, when it was all that I could grab to defend myself with. The intruder knew that it was illegal, even though he ran out of the residence screaming. When police eventually arrived, he told them that I was in possession of an illegal knife. Funny that, given that he kicked down my front door. The police didn’t care, and they told him this, as they handcuffed him… and they made sure to tell him that they did not care because he had kicked down my front door. The knife in question belonged to the other resident of the apartment, who was not home at the time that I had grabbed it, when the intruder actually kicked down our front door. Needless to say, I did not get in trouble for the weapon that I had to grab to defend myself in the heat of the moment, although I made sure not to own one myself until it became legal to own one in my state, which it now is. As a result of that law changing, I now have one in my… arsenal…

When it comes to defending me and mine from the threat of harm, I will do so without any hesitation at all.

The day finally came. It comes once every several years because I hate doing it.

My phone no longer upgrades OSes (or even updates them) because it is that old, so now I am… regrettably upgrading. To the most affordable phone available under my provider, just in case Bub does manage to get a hold of it and break it, because that’s always been what I have done. This logic has served me well for years.

So now all I have to do is wait for it to ship, arrive, and then set this thing up all over again. Fun.

Another reason that I didn’t want to get one of the newest ones is the ease of the fingerprint scanner. I use that to keep Bub from accessing my phone, because let’s just say that he watches people put their passcodes in long enough to memorize them, and I don’t want to make it easy for him to have full access to my phone (Monster is alright, he doesn’t do the kind of things that Bub does or has the capability to do if he can somehow find a way into my phone). And that’s a lot easier to work than the face scanner that these new models are purported to have. Plus, my kids look a lot like me in all of the ways that are said to matter, so I’m not even risking that. I thought Bub had to have looked like his father until I began uploading more pictures of me to Facebook, though… and that was when my friends actually told me that Bub looked a lot more like me than I had to have realized. Whoops. But yeah, let’s not risk him “accidentally” getting in, heh…

This perfectly describes everyone who wants to open up the economy right this minute. I swear. It does…