especially when you set off the metal detector when you walk AROUND it! Whoppee for walking on crutches with a nice long rod in your back! Yay me! The LAX guy was very polite and felt me up better than some ex-gf.

Yeah, my father gets the third degree every time he flies over his titanium knee. Or as he likes to put it "only the Shadow knows what evil lurks in the knees of men."

Insent, Aims.

Early on in this scan everyone thing, a Congressman with an artificial hip set off the metal detector ... and they made him go off into another room and strip down to his shorts.

Could anyone take a quick look at the counter-offer before I hit "send"?

sure. sowilo at gmail

Swung back atcha JZ.

Thanks, Aimée! And insent, Vortex.

I drink pickle brine. And I hate the way airlines treat wheelchairs, although I haven't flown since my last one, which didn't fold. Which I told someone twice, and affixed a note to that effect "pls DO Not Try To Fold--ktksbye." They broke something trying to fold it. I was lucky it wasn't worse.

Is there any good reason why the addition of a column to an online form would require scheduling a meeting with four people (including me to bolster my coworker who wants to kill the person making the meeting)? Other than the fact that this is the person's fourth formatting change in as many weeks?

Dear spork. Darling spork.

Because you work with me?

Because you work with me?

heh.

ei. peoples.