Given a choice, I would rather be scanned than groped. But honestly, I went through security in Frankfurt and was given a pretty thorough check-out by a German airport worker who was quite friendly. So, you know.
Back from the emergency room. My mom is there with my grandmother. I had to come home to get my father to pick up his car, which, as you may remember, refused to start the night before the funeral.
I really wish I'd had the foresight to buy liquor when we were at the grocery store a few days ago.
You're in New Orleans, Dana. Surely there is a liquor store that delivers?
The talk I'm hearing isn't about breaking the rules. It's about refusing the scan to force the grope-down
I am thinking more along the lines of filming your security clearance and screaming about junk touching. Which seems, to me, more about the eventual media coverage.
Or the people who throw a fit when they can't take their water bottles or bigger bottles of toiletries through.
When you are actually in the line is not the time to try and get the rules changed. The rules are what they are. And you can totally try to change them elsewhere but the TSA agent in front of you is not the final authority.
You're in New Orleans, Dana. Surely there is a liquor store that delivers?
Hopefully there will be dinner later. I have plans. Big plans.
while I couldn't do the avoided task thing thursday - today I did two. I found the local food bank ( I hate going to places when I am afraid I'll get lost ) and donated a couple of turkeys. I also braved the line at the cable co to return my old modem .
I am thinking more along the lines of filming your security clearance and screaming about junk touching. Which seems, to me, more about the eventual media coverage.
But that guy didn't. He filmed it, for whatever reason. And he told the screener not to touch his junk. And TSA reacted like he'd made a bomb threat. The big explosion came later, after he posted the video.
(Not saying he wasn't trying to start something. But he didn't create a scene in the airport.)
Here's to a big drink, Dana.
I think there may be several among us who could use a big drink, actually!
Speaking of drinking, I'm pretty sure the mocha I had this afternoon was a mistake. Maybe I should start drinking liquor myself.
Oh, shit. Emmett's krav test tomorrow is five hours long. I didn't realize it was one of
those
kinds of krav tests.
I'm going to need to invest in some sports drinks for him.
Now I wish we knew this woman's story - it'd be fascinating....
Considering Vikings' usual practice, odds are she was taken back as a slave and spent the rest of her probably short life with a thrall-ring forged around her neck.
I'm so sorry, Dana.
