I'm not sure why my tickets have had TSA pre check on them the last few times. I don't remember doing anything special. Can someone save me the trouble of researching to see how that happens? I went to make some reservations for next month and it asked if I had a TSA number and I don't have a clue.
The dog and cats are acclimating. Had Zoe, Scully, and Mulder all up on the couch with my son watching the game last night. I warned him he would have a lap full of animals and he found that totally acceptable.
I think sometimes you just get pre-check randomly, which seems to defeat the whole purpose, but what do I know??
On the ads last night, I personally liked the Washington Post one the best. I was surprised this morning that the Andy Warhol one was really him. I didn't watch closely and just assumed it was an imposter.
The favorite comments from my sons during last night's game. (no doubt taken from social media)
"My friends that went downtown tonight scored more than these teams."
"Both sides are playing like the winner goes to visit the White House."
I think sometimes you just get pre-check randomly,
Yes, it is a marketing tool. They want to get you hooked!
It's also possible for those of us who have paid for preCheck to be subject to a random regular old screening, which has happened to me only once (but I almost missed the flight because I'd counted on not having to stand in the regular line).
The Gods giveth and taketh!
Last weekend our 20 year old Subaru died in WVa while we were skiing. Fortunately, it was a 3-day weekend for the local school, which meant we were able to contact 3 neighbors who were also there, divide up our stuff into three cars, and our family into two, and everything came home but the car. Now we are used car shopping, and I hate it. One sales person said, "well, that's a manual and the wife..." Whereupon I cut in and said to my husband, "We're leaving." And we did.
I waited too long to get lunch, now I'm hungry and cranky and I can't decide what I want.
Burrito! Or my default, halal cart.
"well, that's a manual and the wife..." Whereupon I cut in and said to my husband, "We're leaving." And we did.
Wow! I think DH would have burst out laughing if someone said that, on his way out the door of course. Also, sympathies, car shopping is the worst.
ha ha ha, I think my work computer just died. This is going to be fun.
