The Last Crusade

I have always struggled with security checkpoints. The rules are arbitrary and confusing and all too often prohibit items I carry about my person as a matter of course.

One never knows when one might need to make a shambles, let alone what ingredients it might require.

My sister Jamie flew to Vegas last week and then the two of us drove out to LA to see the Mr Bungle reunion show.

Having largely stopped going to concerts — they’re usually past my bedtime these days — I was out of practice and nearly forgot to strip myself of all contraband, but I did it!

I walked right on through that Stargate without so much as a single beep. There were no secondary pat-downs, forceful removals, or police called.

Just like a normal person!

Hurray!