The one near us in Eastern Oregon is filled with people typical to our locale. 40% Hispanic field workers, 20% native Hispanic looking people with perfect command of English language, 40% Caucasian from poor white trash to some wearing very expensive dresses and shoes or fine suits.

The one in Boise on the hill on Overland, is a different matter. The ladies looked fine in dresses and heels, the men were wearing mostly sport jackets or better.

I dropped in checking for discount Weatherby Vanguards and Leupold scopes. I felt strangely out of place in my Carhartt shirt, Wranglers, and cowboy boots.


People who choose to brew up their own storms bitch loudest about the rain.