Saturday, April 7, 2007

Riversiiide!

Notes inspired by my second visit to the capital of the California citrus industry:

1. The Mission Inn

This place is a cross between a fairy castle and a Christmas tree. In a Moorish stylee. I am staying here. It is awesome.

2. The World's Largest Paper Cup

Is, I learn, actually made of concrete. Is nothing sacred?

3. The Santa Ana River

Where the hell is it? What is the city beside exactly? A grassed-over gully? A ditch?

4. Ditchside?

Actually, maybe Riverside is a better name.

5. Someone around here likes palm trees

Orange trees, too. I agree with them. They're ace.

Friday, April 6, 2007

Jobsworth TSA cnuts

Imaginary remonstration with an airport security official:

Was it really necessary to throw all of my toiletries away? And with quite so much contempt? Somehow being in a one quart clear plastic ziploc bag makes my half-empty deodorant, travel size toothpaste and mini bottle of sunblock benign and safe, but in a one quart clear plastic bag with a knot in it they become deeply dangerous. The exact same clear plastic bag that I took on the exact same flight six weeks ago? I note that my contact lenses were not imbued with the same life-threating properties, despite being inside the same iniquitous enclosure. But I'll spare you the logical objections. America is, and remains safe, thanks to your actions.

I guess I can accept that you are enforcing the letter, not the spirit of the law. But did you need to be so unpleasant about it? Did someone leave a human turd on your doorstep? Someone should.