Frankly, the professional experience I have had with TSA has frightened me. Once, when approaching screening for a flight on official FBI business, I showed my badge as I had done for decades in order to bypass screening. (You can be envious, but remember, I was one less person in line.) I was asked for my form which showed that I was armed. I was unarmed on this flight because my ultimate destination was a foreign country. I was told, “Then you have to be screened.” This logic startled me, so I asked, “If I tell you I have a high-powered weapon, you will let me bypass screening, but if I tell you I’m unarmed, then I have to be screened?” The answer? “Yes. Exactly.” Another time, I was bypassing screening (again on official FBI business) with my .40 caliber semi-automatic pistol, and a TSA officer noticed the clip of my pocket knife. “You can’t bring a knife on board,” he said. I looked at him incredulously and asked, “The semi-automatic pistol is okay, but you don’t trust me with a knife?” His response was equal parts predictable and frightening, “But knives are not allowed on the planes.”
Summer 2014: In the span of a few months, the informal but long-standing Google corporate motto—“Don’t Be Evil”—will be subtly tweaked to “Don’t Be Too Evil,” “Don’t Be Always Evil” and, ﬁnally, “MWAHAHAHA!”
I can’t get over my absolute horror. I’ve worked hard on multiple installations over the years (my absolute fave is, of course, Matisse’s FSG), and the fact that there are people who think that an invite-only Krug-sponsored party is in any way representative of Burning Man really makes me want to puke all over my shoes. The fact that I, and a lot of other people worked our asses off for the enjoyment of some spoiled uber Sparkle Ponies makes me want to projectile vomit into the next county
“Of course, we don’t hear about these other people, which, to me, says more about the puerility of the default world than the sexuality of Black Rock City. It’s as if radical self expression is boring, but if it means naked people on drugs, then it’s titillating, easy to condemn — and also comprehensible. Oh, I get it. You don’t get it.”—Jay Michaelson: The Truth About Burning Man
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I started blogging long before the term was well-known and on TV. It all grew out of my desire to share stuff I found online with my friends. It started out as plain html, just prepending stuff to a page and trying to add the date. Since then, it’s progressed from a database-backed PHP site (wordpress), to a full on ruby on rails, to a hosted site (tumblr), and now I’m back to, pretty much, plain HTML (tho with some tech on the backend)
I’ve consistently broken all the rules for blogging, like “focus on one topic” or “post daily” and 10 years later, I still have 0 followers.
Most of my early posts are gone in an HD crash from about 9 years ago, but I’m shocked how many I was able to suck out of various blog engines and hosted sites.
The formatting sucks, and there’s a lot of weird character translations, but, a good chunk of my life, both online and off is on this page