My wife "declared independence" from our kitchen for breakfast yesterday. She "wanted" IHOP, and after 30yrs of marriage, I "KNOW" when to agree. Nice neighborhood, low crime area, and I'm feeling "lazy", so instead of "packing" a larger firearm, I slip my R9s into my front pocket holster by RJ as I put on a pair of "semi-tight" jeans. While standing, It is not apparent, that I have anything in that pocket. When I sit down, it looks like I'm carring my wallet or a PDA in my front right pocket. No one at IHOP offered a "second" glance, even some "boys in blue." Even with the "odds in my favor," I remember what "happened" at a certain "Lubys" and a "Mickey D's" several years ago, it's a nice feeling having a 9mm in your pocket while washing down french toast with coffee.
