Seriously. Kara, Mom and I were all wearing very common outfits: each of us wore jeans and I’m fairly certain we were all wearing bras and yet I was the unlucky one flagged by the scanner as an evil potential terrorist. So I took off every piece of metal (even though things like glasses and jewelry are not supposed to set it off) I could while still being clothed and nope, I was still potentially evil.

And this lovely strip is number 20! Woot! Twenty strips/episodes/whatever down and it’s still fun. At least it is for me, I hope it is for you! New random stories start next week, I promise! I’m looking forward to the change and I’m out of stories from this particular vacation so there we go.