In Tennessee they post signs outside of bars to let you know if you're allowed to bring your firearm inside. You can't do that in California, it's much more of a refined place. At least some parts of the year. A few night ago I walked into a bar and they smiled, handed me a knife ("It's really sharp!" the nice lady says), and sent me over to a booth covered with a garbage bag. What a perfect night! Drink beer, eat cheap food, watch baseball playoffs, and carve a free pumpkin. The event was hosted by Vintage Sugarcube (great photo shoots and recipes) so a perfect heath bar cupcake topped off the night.