Bananahead weekend
Bananahead item, Thu: Left my oven on when I flew to NYC. Oop. Result: Called landlady, who turned it off. No harm done except maybe to her notion of my ability to function as an adult human.
Bananahead item, Fri: Lost my drivers license... I had it in my coat pocket before I walked out of K&L's apartment. We walked out to the car, drove across town to the hotel, and by the time I got upstairs it was gone. My CC & phone, which had been in the same pocket, were intact. WTF. Result: Flying back without government-issued photo ID. WHEE FUN.
Bananahead item, Saturday#1a,b: Waking up too early AND super-over-compensating for my inability to find anything, let alone on time, in an effort to meet Ash for brunch at 11:30. I got there in time to meet her at 10:30, then noticed my note to myself about when we were really meeting. Result: I was on time to brunch and even managed to help Kris set up chairs for ceremony before THAT. Boo YA, LIFE.
Bananahead item, Saturday#2a,b: Forgetting notes (in my LBN) for a reception toast at the hotel, in another groomsman's room. (Note: I did not stay at the hotel, but way uptown.) Then, forgetting the LBN at that hotel room when I left for the night. Did manage to take my 7 beers back, though. Result: Kevin will allegedly mail to me.
(Not really my fault) Bananahead item, Sunday#3a,b: Leaving way too late for JFK in a cab, hitting traffic galore. Then finding out that because of the flat rate, he can't let me swipe my credit card, I need to pay cash. Result: Running into, then around, Jetblue terminal like a madman to find ATM & then pay, before getting to service desk to inquire about my ability to fly in America today.
BAH. I feel dumb, but man, what a great set of adventures. AND KRIS AND LEAH ARE MARRIED NOW.
The DL on my DL: I looked & looked all over K&L's apartment, his car, and notified hotel security that it was missing. No dice. I called 1-800-JETBLUE late late late last night and explained what'd happened. The really great woman on the other end made a note in my reservation that I'd lost ID, but had my UR ID with me. Her other suggestion was that I show up early and be prepared for extra searching. The counter agent tonight gave me my boarding pass when I told him the deal & showed him my ID & credit card, with which I'd purchased the ticket. Then he told me that if I had those, I'd be fine upstairs. Not quite! The TSA agents were perplexed about what to do and called over a supervisor. Like, they had me sit & wait until he came - granted, all of 30 seconds passed, but clearly they did not expect it to be over quickly. I told him the story of what'd happened, and he asked for any other photo ID. No, I do not carry my passport generally when I'm traveling within the same state. Nor do I carry my birth certificate or social security card. I DO NOT ANTICIPATE LOSING MY DRIVERS LICENSE. We went through my wallet - J-card (worthless, with a 'ghost' of a photo), health insurance card, receipts that match my credit card. He asked if I had a library card with my photo on it. Um?What? Do libraries even do that? In the end, he chastised me that I really need a proper government photo ID to fly. Then I got the usual secondary search of puffing, pat-down, and chemical swabbing. (A bunch of people, when I told them over the weekend I'd have to fly without ID, told me about this article, which I will now read.)
In conclusion, I had a great 4 day trip, I am tired, and I need to find out how to deal with the lack of license. Also, Google Reader feels neglected.
Bananahead item, Fri: Lost my drivers license... I had it in my coat pocket before I walked out of K&L's apartment. We walked out to the car, drove across town to the hotel, and by the time I got upstairs it was gone. My CC & phone, which had been in the same pocket, were intact. WTF. Result: Flying back without government-issued photo ID. WHEE FUN.
Bananahead item, Saturday#1a,b: Waking up too early AND super-over-compensating for my inability to find anything, let alone on time, in an effort to meet Ash for brunch at 11:30. I got there in time to meet her at 10:30, then noticed my note to myself about when we were really meeting. Result: I was on time to brunch and even managed to help Kris set up chairs for ceremony before THAT. Boo YA, LIFE.
Bananahead item, Saturday#2a,b: Forgetting notes (in my LBN) for a reception toast at the hotel, in another groomsman's room. (Note: I did not stay at the hotel, but way uptown.) Then, forgetting the LBN at that hotel room when I left for the night. Did manage to take my 7 beers back, though. Result: Kevin will allegedly mail to me.
(Not really my fault) Bananahead item, Sunday#3a,b: Leaving way too late for JFK in a cab, hitting traffic galore. Then finding out that because of the flat rate, he can't let me swipe my credit card, I need to pay cash. Result: Running into, then around, Jetblue terminal like a madman to find ATM & then pay, before getting to service desk to inquire about my ability to fly in America today.
BAH. I feel dumb, but man, what a great set of adventures. AND KRIS AND LEAH ARE MARRIED NOW.
The DL on my DL: I looked & looked all over K&L's apartment, his car, and notified hotel security that it was missing. No dice. I called 1-800-JETBLUE late late late last night and explained what'd happened. The really great woman on the other end made a note in my reservation that I'd lost ID, but had my UR ID with me. Her other suggestion was that I show up early and be prepared for extra searching. The counter agent tonight gave me my boarding pass when I told him the deal & showed him my ID & credit card, with which I'd purchased the ticket. Then he told me that if I had those, I'd be fine upstairs. Not quite! The TSA agents were perplexed about what to do and called over a supervisor. Like, they had me sit & wait until he came - granted, all of 30 seconds passed, but clearly they did not expect it to be over quickly. I told him the story of what'd happened, and he asked for any other photo ID. No, I do not carry my passport generally when I'm traveling within the same state. Nor do I carry my birth certificate or social security card. I DO NOT ANTICIPATE LOSING MY DRIVERS LICENSE. We went through my wallet - J-card (worthless, with a 'ghost' of a photo), health insurance card, receipts that match my credit card. He asked if I had a library card with my photo on it. Um?What? Do libraries even do that? In the end, he chastised me that I really need a proper government photo ID to fly. Then I got the usual secondary search of puffing, pat-down, and chemical swabbing. (A bunch of people, when I told them over the weekend I'd have to fly without ID, told me about this article, which I will now read.)
In conclusion, I had a great 4 day trip, I am tired, and I need to find out how to deal with the lack of license. Also, Google Reader feels neglected.