Good Morning, Kittens.
There is a reason I haven't posted in a couple of days: Nothing has happened.
My life is on the Fast Lane to Snoozeville. Get up. Go to Work. Come Home. Martini Time. Eat. Go to Bed. Wash. Rinse. Repeat. Dull.
I don't even have the energy to counter all the spurious* claims about how those stupid fullbody airport scanners make us safer. I mean, really, if they were so fantastic, why do you still have to take EVERYTHING out of your pockets before entering. And remove your belt? And, wouldn't the one country with the hands-down best airport security (hint: Israel) be using them?
Hmm. In the end, it's all a part of the Safety Wool TSA places over our heads before we board. Just like sex (only much less fun), flying will never be 100% safe ...
Meanwhile, the social life is picking up (sort of). Most likely, I will be going out with the Young'un on Saturday night. And, I have a date with a not-so young'un after work today. It's also Beaujolais Nouveau Day. Huzzah! Let's all get really drunk on not great but greatly marketed wine and then make out. Yay!
I want Panera for lunch today.
Have a great day! *smooches*
*I am not entirely certain I used this word correctly, but I am too lazy to look it up. Let's just pretend it means what I think it means.