Musings - Michael

Alright.

A little over a week ago I flew from DFW to Phoenix and on the way through the security line at DFW the dude at the flashlight kiosk (you know, the guy who shines the UV light at your license expecting to find nothing in particular) made a point of telling people that they didn't need to take their liquids out of their carry-on bags to run through the scanner.

Silly me, I'd already done that and had my baggie of contraband already in my laptop bag where it's easy to throw into the grey bin.

No big deal, at least I could leave it there.

I made a point of not assuming the Phoenix security would behave the same and had the baggie out when going back to DFW and as expected they didn't mention being able to leave it in my carry-on bag.

On the other hand, I had to head out to Orlando this morning and since I was leaving out of the same damn terminal as when I was going to Phoenix I thought I'd be able to leave my baggie in my carry-on.

Nooooo.

There was a TSA guy wandering up and down the line reminding all the Mickey-heads that they had to take their liquids out and put them in the bin.

Make up your damn minds!

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This is how Chip and I spent part of Memorial day.

We went to Scarborough Faire last weekend and one new item is definitely worth an extra mention.

There's a hot sauce shop that's opened up at the faire and normally I wouldn't associate a renfest with peppers but in this case I'm glad it was there.

Lady McArthur's Fiery Fare is a small shop full of jars of various hot sauces from very mild to take-your-head-off hot. Susan and I have been making a dent in the three jars we bought and while each are quite different from each other, they're all excellent.

I highly recommend them if you like hot sauces of any kind.

I use my Palm TX all the time for reading books and watching movies and do so because it's small enough to carry everywhere and powerful enough to show full-screen video at full frame rates.

It's useless for note taking thanks to the abomination known as Graffiti 2 (thanks a whole lot Palm) but still functions as an appointment reminder.

So what about the Kindle? It's big. I couldn't put it in a pocket. On the other hand it does one thing and some think it does that one thing quite well.

What's your opinion?

It was a perfect day for Scarborough Faire on Saturday with temperatures hovering between 55 and 70 degrees and Susan and I got there just after opening at 10am and stayed until past closing. Emmy, April and Andi met us about 2pm and Andres and Luz Amalia arrived about 3pm.

We caught Zilch the Tory Steller,

Elephant riding and feeding by the girls.

A fire-eating juggler whose name I didn't get. He does a very entertaining show.

With final pictures in the rose garden.

Several of us followed up by a late dinner at Maggiano's.

While on a recent business trip I had some time to visit the CAF museum in Mesa, AZ. It's a great little museum and I enjoyed poking through the planes (including a great B17) and buying a gift for my dad. A piston from a P-47 engine. How many of you can say you have one of those?

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