2007oct04. My friend taught me a trick for flying. “How about you have a drink before you go on the plane?” This is great. Keeps me loose, and gets me through TSA without any major incidents as I subvert my principles. I think people should push the whole fake safety circus a little farther into brilliant absurdity – take off your shoes, take off your belt, and make sure your pants fall down. Enough people do this, that requirement will mysteriously disappear. That’s my theory, anyway, I have a million of them. Here’s another one: flirting with a married woman on a plane is Dangerous.
