HeartwingRoasters
drluccia
HeartwingRoasters

Darn, somebody had to go do their job.

Especially #4. WTH, people? Getting annoyed because almost half the people in the line don’t endure this humiliating security theatre as often as you do serves what purpose? You’re such an expert, be a decent human being and help out the other humans around you. Great advice.

I earned a second inspection a few years ago at PHX because my small, correct-size bottles were in clear, plastic bags ... but, not the clear, plastic bags the TSA had in boxes at the checkpoint, “as a courtesy,” according to the sign. I was actually a bit gob-smacked about why, if my bottles were already in bags, I

Last time I flew out of PHX was at about 6 a.m. Showed up at 5 and there was already a substantial line for the single TSA checkpoint. However, the line bent its way past Starbucks (any port in a storm). And I joined others in that bend of the line ordering a quick drip coffee, bagel, and cream cheese. By the time I,

My favorite TSA moment happened to someone else at ORD. Two women got to the checkpoint and one started arguing with the TSA guard over her four bottles of wine, in a carrier, that she just bought in Napa. The guard was firm, the bottles were too large. And, she correctly pointed out that she had already been on one

But, a bottle of water, a sealed bottle of water, is banned.

smart dogs

“Panoramic sunroofs.” No. Not ever. There are bad things in the world, and making new ways for the desert/Southwest/Western sun to cause massive UV damage to the human body is one of them.

What could possibly go wrong with a fully-automated house?

1956 International Harvester pickup. My grandfather’s real-world farm pickup. So it wasn’t all shiny and new-looking like this. My father showed me how the clutch worked, told me I had 20 acres, and don’t drive in the river. I was 12. On our way home from that visit, he was sleepy, so I drove our ‘65 Ford Country

Yes! Soon! Want!

Make no mistake, I’m impressed with the quality of his work. The only time I came close to that level of quality was in my final project for my freshman music theory class. Yes, my usual best was just like that faux-hand-written jazz chart font.

Recently sought a second neurological opinion. He, “was absolutely positive,” and said so three times, that the numbness in my feet, which started first with the left, and then the right, was due to diabetes. Despite seeing my records which show no evidence of diabetes, he insisted, but also, to be sure, ordered blood

But, the FCC won’t mind one bit.

Wow. We really are devolving quickly. I guess without music classes in schools exposure to basic skills like writing down musical notation is like cursive writing; “a secret language of the elders.”

Yep!

No home should be without one.

Rock salt, maybe?

Good for tossing T-shirts to the upper deck, good for tossing something at a peeping drone. No permits, no licenses ...

You did the shamanic act and posted this so dozens of others wouldn’t have to.