Weird. I'm a white woman in my early 30s (traveling regularly for work since late 20s) and have never been allowed in. Maybe it depends on the hotel chain? I always stay at Marriotts.

do we always do this before a one night stand? Same concept, really.

This is so going to be the inspiration for an SVU episode, I guarantee it.

I was just happy to see a show on TLC that showed a family accepting of a family member who was a drag queen. Didn't expect that. And yeah, she was totally fierce. "Drag queens are like role models!" So awesome.

Ooh, yes. You and Florida has worse PR than we do.

We just really need better PR. *starts campaign*

I hadn't heard that one.

I am simply the messenger (but I'd agree). :)

"The Irish Curse" = small penis.

We certainly have our challenges but in general we're nice people. We just have really well publicized whackadoodles.

Dear Everybody: Not all of Ohio and Cincinnati is like that. I swear. Love, wmdm.

Oh, where are they getting their data? They'd pretty much have to avoid my very much on the upswing neighborhood, which is a center of art and dining, because historically there have been "issues".

Totally smuggle-worthy (though we have an amazing liege waffle maker in Cincinnati, so I don't have to risk jail time for them, whew).

which would make it EMOTIONAL TERRORISM. OMG.

Gotta agree. The fact that she uses a malapropism to defend something that should, in a NORMAL world, not need defending, is OK by me.

I thought about bringing back truffles, but realized that they were an agricultural product and was worried that the Beagle Brigade (really! That's a thing!) would sniff me out. Then I landed in Minneapolis and realized that there were no beagles AND I had no truffles. Double loss, there.

Pretty much. And my coworkers would have laughed but secretly thought I was a total badass, as we all travel a fair amount and we all bitch about inconsistent TSA practices.

I flew home from Philly a few months ago with a pie lovingly(?) baked by an Amish woman from Reading Terminal Market. If anyone would have tried to mess with me and my pie, you'd have read about me on Jez.

I was in Paris over Christmas and was shocked to find my husband able to get a key to our room (in my name) without showing any ID. That would not happen in the US— I stay in hotels about 100 nights a year. In the US, they ALWAYS ask me for my ID (or, if I've managed to lock myself out of my room without my ID— it…

Amen. My ex, because I was making no money (I was in grad school and teaching) said that since I didn't make money, I obviously had to do the housework. Full courseload, teaching too? Right. And that is why he's my ex.