Aug. 10th, 2006

fox: my left eye.  "ceci n'est pas une fox." (not-fox)
I cling, without reason, to the hope that by Monday (when I fly home) they will have decided there's no need to prohibit ordinary people from carrying liquid and semiliquid things on planes, and thus I will be able to roll on my roll-on suitcase containing my shampoo, conditioner, shower gel, lotion, and toothpaste.  At the same time, assuming they don't reach this point in the next four days, of course I'll put all the non-explosive liquids I have in my suitcase and check the damn thing, because of course the inconvenience of dealing with the baggage claim is insignificant compared to the inconvenience of being blown up in midair.

Nowthen.  Saturday and Sunday.  Because I didn't keep notes on those days, I'm working from memory here, so do please bear with me.

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You have all been updated!  Later:  the proper state alluded to above, and other proper states, in the latest round of What Can't We Overanalyze.  :-)

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