Lucky Numbers and Foggy Mondays
i am happy to report that at 12:12:12, 12/12/12, absolutely nothing happened (other than my lunch getting cold while i practiced timing to catch this picture)
#bearphotoaday - 12/06 - the best thing about Thursdays is having a #couple of beers on the way home to Matt. #bearphotoaday - 12/07 - sometimes i just feel so helplessly #lost...i wish i had the tropical island to go with it
my babybubba, Steve, got to stay over an extra day on his work schedule. what's the portuguese for 3 Musketeers? The next morning, though, i had to send him home. Sad woofer. But then the next night, i came home from a meeting to find a soundbear in my kitchen; forced him to eat fried chicken and swap travel tales.
#bearphotoaday - 12/08 - #hypnotic / #bearphotoaday - 12/09 - household #jedi
On Monday morning, i was breezing through security at STL when they wanted to look in my bag. Usually, it's the wad of metal clips that draws their attention. As it turned out, it was the baby-sized flogger that i'd brought along to show a friend of mine and use in a project he was working on. "You can't take a whip onboard", he said. "But it's a flogger", i replied, "it's not going to hurt anyone." "It's still a weapon...you can take your bag up and check it in if you like." No one wants to hear that, but before i resigned myself to that - what would the lines be like? - i asked "can i get a second opinion on that?" "Sure", he replied and radioed another agent. A short, hairy daddybear-type came over and looked at it. He murmurred to the first agent "we've let these go through before". He went up to the control center overlooking the area and in a few minutes radioed back that it was ok and i was allowed to put my stuff together and go. As i passed the control center, i apologized to Agent Daddybear for causing a fuss and asked what was the deal for next time and he said it had to do with the length that classified something as a "whip". No, no single tails for me...been there, didn't care for it. And with that, i continued on my way.
It was a foggy day and that caused some flight delays, but in all we were only 40 minutes late. Later that evening, there was a "Holiday Happy Hour" hosted by the project. We had just found out about this office party at 5 o'clock; they seemed surprised when i pulled the appropriate headwear out of my bag. Go figure..
