I only feel bad for people who forget about, say, their Swiss Army Knife.

That happened to me on my last flight, forgot a multi-tool. So I got the full pat down and everything. I was too fascinated by the process to be worried.

I'm a bad person. I have a kitchen full of food and all I want to eat is pizza.

The batarang budget is bigger than you think.

I have that issue of Teen Titans.

so I am now the owner of a new Mazda 3!

That's what I'm driving now. Got it a couple of months ago and love it.

I don't feel bad for those people. I feel bad for society that we have these people.

I wish my hair would just go all grey or white. Pink and blue rinses, baby!

The batarang budget is bigger than you think.

Aaaaaand I know what incident Scola is referencing here, but only thanks to scans_daily.

Zen, I think your bar for "bad person" is set too low. Maybe you should go outside and hurl insults at passing cars or something.

I approve of a Rogue streak as well.

My hair is getting steadily more salt and pepper, but I'm not yet ready to go gray. I'm not sure I'll ever be, I've been dying my hair since I was 16. I could see myself stop coloring it the brown I have now, but then I'd probably want some purple or something.

So I had a big talk with my boss yesterday, and the upshot is that I am on the slow road to applying for promotion to full professor. Kind of a big step, but it's gotta be me or the department will start to stagnate. And it brings up a lot of conflicted feelings including imposter syndrome and "do I want this stress in my life?"

Yya new car, chrismg!

But seriously, who tries to carry on guns, knives, throwing stars, and Batarangs in 2016?

I am surprised at you. Surely if you own a Batarang you would have it on your person at all times to the point where you might forget it had to be checked. It's a Batarang!

I once heard someone complaining that a necklace with a bullet pendant was confiscated ... which may be taking it too far.

When we went to the LOTR exhibit in Houston, we bought a little statue that came with a broken Anduril. TSA opened the box and said we couldn't bring the sword on the plane. The tiny, broken, not sharp sword inside a plastic bag inside a cardboard box. So we raced back and found a FedEx drop where we could mail it home, but that was pretty ridiculous.

I like the idea of indigo (well, my idea of indigo, which is extremely vague) but I've never tried it. I'm pretty attached to my natural colour at this point, though.

Mmm, pizza.

That's so exciting, Burrell! And I get the conflicted feelings, but I hope some of them are excitement related.

Zen, I think your bar for "bad person" is set too low. Maybe you should go outside and hurl insults at passing cars or something.

I went outside but I fed birds and cats and complimented the mailman. Dang it. Better order pizza.

My new vacuum will be delivered today! That's how you know you're a grown-up, you're excited for the arrival of your new cleaning appliance.