So, over the last week or so I've done some traveling, a bit of heavy lifting, a touch of organizing, and acquired a second-hand cold.
I flew last Tuesday, and I gotta tell you, although I didn't go through the porno scanner (entirely because the other line seemed to be moving faster until they realized that everyone was diving for the metal detector line rather than the backscatter line, and STOPPED the metal detector line, while the back scatter line moved steadily along.... TSA manipulating circumstances? Naw.) I had the thought that it looked like you ought to step in and say "beam me up scotty."
DIA hasn't instituted "Either get scanned or groped" so they've got two porno scanners and two metal detector lines. They've turned up the sensitivity on the metal detectors since I've been there, an Altoids tin in my pocket set it off.
I had some crochet work in my bag that I was half expecting them to twitch over, working on a scarf for DM, and I had a wonderful line if they decided to confiscate my crochet hook.
"What, you think I'm trying to knit an Afghani?"
Alas, they didn't oblige me by having that much of a stick up their butts, so I didn't get to use it.
Anyway, I'm back home now, and back to work tonight, alas. I may have to carve my sinuses out with a spoon before I head in, though.