Last Friday evening I caught a flight out of good ole' Atlanta's Hartsfield International Airport. I went up to the security check point and placed my bags on the scanner. A screener (now a federal employee) asked me if he could check my bags. I responded yes. I sat down and he asked me to take off my boots. So he checked my shoes as well as ( Read more... )

Remember in elementary school when you delicately created a Valentine mailbox constructed from pink and red paper and decorated with hearts penetrated by arrows so that all of your classmates could deliver their miniature love infested cards? I remember doing so in fourth grade and after I delivered all of my cards I returned to my desk to find a ( Read more... )

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if another drug dealer from michigan rudely inserts his car in front of mine...oh, am i assuming?

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