Holiday Festives

I got back in town after spending Christmas in Hooterville. A white Christmas too which was really nice apart from having to shovel it. Sadly, the snowblower wasn’t running so it was a manual process though Mom gave me a hand on Sunday. I managed to start the snowblower but never got it moving. Then it ran out of gas.

I got a kick out of the security ‘process’ at Chicken Licks International airport. All sorts of Federal employees doing busy work it would seem. They had us lined up way out the door and gave everyone a serious look over. “Wait here.” I hate when they fire all your stuff through the x-ray machine before you walk through the metal detector.

I got pulled aside and they went through my bag after they scanned it, I assume due to the electronics. “Is this your bag?” “Um, yeah.” “Mind if I have a look through it?” Would my answer to that question have made any difference?

Buddy puts on latex gloves, empties my bag and looks at everything. He carefully examined the skeleton key on my bag and then moved onto the electronics. Nothing was turned on and he didn’t ask me to turn it on. My phone and camera could have been packed full of plastic explosives and I would have been on the plane. “Good job, you really look very busy. You can take your three hour break now.”

The cold that I have been dancing with for a week now seems to have peaked *touches wood*. It was never all that bad, just enough to be irritating. I spent most of yesterday in bed, stoned on cold medication which I think you’ll agree, is what the holidays are all about.