Today's overreaction.

I've been following some online discussion of the foiled terrorist plot in the UK, and how British Airways is now banning any liquid (save baby formula, breast milk, both of which must be tasted by the adult passenger in front of security, and prescription medication) from being brought on board their planes.

Sure, it's all in the name of making us safer, but there's a point where it just gets ridiculous. I put up with having to take my shoes off because my orthotics set off the metal detectors. I check anything that could remotely be considered weaponlike, such as the keys to my apartment. But damn it, if I want to stop at the Starbucks in the terminal for a coffee and I don't finish it by the time my plane boards, isn't it a little ludicrous to expect me to toss it?

Naturally, this all comes down less than two weeks before I'm flying to L.A. *sigh*

Why don't they just get out of the airline business altogether and build a bunch of boats instead? Or better yet, someone should really get cracking on inventing a working transporter. So much easier.

Though camwyn said it best, here.

And then there's the Samuel L. Jackson take on it.

(I have a feeling that these kinds of jokes aren't going away any time soon. Someone on SMOFS made a bad pun about terrorists trying to smuggle explosive root beer floats and malteds onto a flight, referring to it as "shakes on a plane". *groan* Of course, I wish that I'd been home this afternoon to be able to come up with that one myself.)

In other news, I got my hair cut today. Such an exciting life I lead. The guy who cuts my hair sounded like he was embarrassed that I've bumped into him at Woody's a few times. So he was drunk. Big deal. So was I. It's not like he tried to pick me up or anything.

Edited to add: tagged by redeem147:

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your LJ along with these instructions.
5. Don’t you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest.
6. Tag five people.

Well, the four nearest books are the user manuals for my cellphone and printer (neither of which has 123 pages), a French-English dictionary, and a German-English dictionary. So excuse me while I stretch.

"'Maybe this is the season of candy.'
'Well, we could sure use a couple of worms with sweet tooths along about now,' Lizard said.
'Uh -- I'm not so sure they're not already here,' I replied very slowly."

-- from A Day For Damnation: Volume II of The War Against The Chtorr, by David Gerrold.

Tagging indydark, hico, johi36, mountebank and vampire_sedet.