« On a Jet Plane, Pt 718 | Main | Nez Lands in Chi-town »

1 de Agosto, 2007

The Fear-O-Port

Categorized under Once de Septiembre , YKos2007 | Tags:

img DONE WITH THE FIRST SECURITY CHECK where the airport called a flag on my bag, but surprise, suprise, it wasn't the one I thought. Not that I cared. They can go through all of it, I just don't want my stuff trashed. The funny part is that they yanked my hair gel (that I only brought on because I read their site carefully, and lo and behold, it doesn't matter) but didn't even bother to open up my camera bag, which has scads of remote wiring devices (for sound, radio mics and stuff) which after reading recently online, thought for sure would send them into a tizzy. Hunh. Not that I'm complaining about not getting hassled more than I have! Plus we have a few flights to go.

I don't know. To me, this whole liquid/gel scare is a full load of bullshit. I mean...trust me when I say I want to be safe. I lived in NYC when that shit went down. I was up close, bro. I bet I still have poison in my body from breathing that burnt jet fuel flesh concrete toxic cloud of sick into my lungs. But hair gel? Really? Okay. We're safe now.

Anyway, here we go. Time to fly soon. Maybe I'll see if there's a bar here. Problem is, I have a two hour layover in Seattle, only an hour or so away. I think I'll wait. Try to white-knuckle this first flight. Fixate on something else to take my mind off the earth dropping away. Breasts, maybe. Not sure what else has the power. I'll try some things out. iPod might help a little. Doesn't have quite the pull, though. Hmm.

digg | | delish

Comentarios (7)


ms_xeno dijo:

GRVTR

Just remember the First Law of the Zucker Brothers: Don't order the fish while flying.

For some reason, my husband always gets pulled out of line by security for a bag-check even though he's got the blue eyes and conservative haircut, whereas they completely ignore Yours Truly and her malign thicket of dark hippie hair and (comparatively speaking) dark color. Dark for a Caucazoid, I mean.

Anyway, good luck, safe arrival, etc.


Man Eegee dijo:

GRVTR

I'd like to see them try to get Tres Flores Brilliantine off their uniforms. heh


luisa dijo:

GRVTR

Man Eegee,
what a blast from the past. my older brother used to use that stuff in middle school!

Nez,
I hate flying. And since when could plastic bags sheild anyone from liquid explosives? Not that people can't just take it out of the bottle. It is so arbitrary. I tend to calm my flight fright by eating a lot. mostly snacky stuff.

And, hey! stop gocking at that woman in the tight, low-cut blouse! Bad, Nezua, BAD!


leesee dijo:

GRVTR

Tres Flores? You can still by the goop at any mom and pop tiendita in la Mesa, it's expensive if you buy the real stuff, you gotta pay attention and not get the counterfeit.
My husband is so old school it hurts. He still wear it, believe it or not.


Man Eegee dijo:

GRVTR

hehe, i thought the Tres Flores reference would strike a few nostalgic notes :) once upon a time I used it, but the acne and revulsion at the state of my pillow cases was enough for me to abandon it.


mariachi mama dijo:

GRVTR

Nez, it's all good.

But you do know that you speak for me at YearlyKos, right? I'm not a regular commentator here, so this may sound pretentious, but I read every word you write, and I'm with you 100%, mijo.

((hugs))


nezua limón xolagrafik-jonez dijo:

GRVTR

well then, i think i would have made you proud with hte things i said, mariacha mama. and it makes me damn proud to hear you say wha tyou did to me, not pretentious even one tiny bit. gracias mil, gracias, gracias por tu solidaridad, gracias de todo mi corazón.

kick it, ése.

Remember Me?

(you may use HTML tags for style)