So tonight, my mom was going to drop off a car at the train station for me to drive home. When I arrived, I went and found the car, but could not find any keys to go with said car. So, I needed to use a pay phone, seeing as how my cell is off for the time being.  None were to be found. A kind man offered his cell phone for me to use as long as I "didn't call any hookers." I laughed and went to dial, but as I did, I looked at the picture on his phone. It was him shooting an AR-15 and I was so impressed that I knew by sight what gun it was. Inquiring with him whether or not I was correct, I got super excited. Ah, the wonders of having dated a weapons specialist for years! Who ever would have thunk it!?  Not this girl in a million years. I miss that gun. I miss that guy.