flighty

We are all sick and tired of the TSA/USA's asinine war on moisture. That is, no water, hair gel, lube, toothpaste or malleable solids (how is that a liquid?) on airplane carry-ons, or even the keychain tools that might destroy our freedoms by slightly filing a pilot's nails.

Personally, I'm pissed at digging out lipbalm or tiny tubes of handcream, having to pay $4 for a bottle of water (it's water!), and having no flask to make those long waits/flights more pleasant.

We as a people have reacted to this idiocy in different ways.

Kevin left this morning for 10 days in Colorado. I remember when we went to Tucson for a party weekend before the liquid ban. We had home-made mimosas at the gate and cosmos on the flight. I received this text from him this morning:

Ya know, drinking on a plane makes you sleeeeeeepy-- after it gives you quite a buzz (from the decreased oxygen). Wishing I was having morning cocktails with u.

In this morning's paper, columnist and local hottie Mark Morford shares his recent experience in the high profile terrorist target: the Spokane Regional Airport.

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I was ready to suggest the security guy take the port home and have a lovely new year, ready to extol the virtues of this particular not-at-all inexpensive Krohn 1991 vintage and say it wasn't no cheap swill, that he should maybe light a fire and sip it carefully after dinner and wouldn't that be nice, when he said the words I didn't expect to hear...

Read How to get drunk at the airport.