Res: Where daddy going?
Me: He is going to go figure out the rail system today.
Res: Why?
Me: He wants to try to learn how to get around Denver by rail in case he has to go on a business trip from the airport.
Res: Can I go?
Me: No, you get to stay with me.
Res: No me go!
Me: Sorry dude, you are not a service dog.
Res: Me is to! I’m a seeing eye dog.
Me: How ya figure?
Res: I have eyes, and I see!
Me: cough cough barely cough cough
Res: RUUUUUDEEEEEE!
Me: go to take a nap Res.
Jesse Pannell and I have gifted our subscription to the State of Florida as a parting gift
Res: I don’t feel well dad.
Me: I know buddy, it’s your monthly heart worm, tick, and flea meds.
Res: I DIDN’T TAKE A PILL!
Me: Eh…… yeh, you did.
Res: How? What? Where?
Me: Not telling!!!
Res: I don’t trust you anymore.
Me: But you like Peanut Butter.
Res: WHAT? You polluted my peanut butter?
Me: Nope (cough cough cough) I just said you like Peanut Butter.
(Note: He always is sort of out of it for a few days after his monthly meds).
I had lunch last week with a group of linemen from a major power company that serves the Carolina’s, Georgia, and Florida. I am told that the manufacturer that supplies them with transformers are backlogged by a number of months. So, if you are about to go through yet another hurricane, you may want to plan in advance. Even if your lines are not damaged, no transformers means no power.
All my Florida friends need to take this one seriously. We all know what has been happening to predicted storm strengths as they come across the Gulf. The increase. What is now slated as a 2 could be a 4 or 5 if it stalls over the warm waters.
And….. on the bright side: our OLD house is directly in the path and it is no longer my problem.
My wallet was turned into the Denver police department. It had defiantly been gone through. I was told it was handed over in downtown Denver, about 20 miles away from the airport.
Still canceling all credit cards (that’s already done), some of my identification and licenses may are getting new numbers. But believe it or not the cash was still in the wallet (not that I carry more than five one dollar bills.
Sitting there in Charlotte today people watching while waiting for my flight.
A couple with young kid comes by and they are checking the stroller in with the gate agent. All of a sudden one of the kids takes off and runs down the jet way at the neighboring gate.
Gate agent says, “was that your son?” Mom gets all upset, gate agent says, “I’ll go get him.” Mom, is really worried. The dad looks at her and says to the gate agent, “hold on a minute. Let’s consider our options here.”
He got slapped, mom got kid back.
Christopher Molnar was traveling to Aurora, Colorado from Denvet International Airport.
Place: Aurora, Colorado (39.7071, -104.8223)
Address: Aurora, CO 80010
Place: Denvet International Airport (39.8625661948, -104.670693089)
Address: Denver, CO 80249
Headed home in a few hours. This has been the trip from “7734” (to decode this you have to hold your calculator with the above number upside down – and be old enough to remember how to send messages across a classroom using your calculator).
Let’s begin in Denver. Somehow my wallet disappeared between getting off the train and going up an escalator to check-in at the airport. It was crowded, was bumped into a few times, but also had a ripped back pocket on my jeans we didn’t notice. So, partially my fault, partially the fault of whomever has it and made away with it. Lost and found in all locations I passed through have tried to help with no luck.
So, checking baggage at the airline counter (AA) was no issue. In my backpack I had my very expired passport and I also have a digital copy of my Drivers License on my phones. TSA was another issue. I had to go through the “ID problem” lane in Denver and Charlotte. They say they accept digital ID through Apple Wallet, but for some reason it never works.
When you don’t have proper ID at TSA security they have to call a central background check line in DC. They verify against whatever ID you have available. In this case old passport, digital CO drivers’ license, and various addresses I gave them. Then they start asking you random questions that only you would know the answer to.
1) Who is the closest relative you have living with you?
2) What is their DOB?
3) How many dogs do you have?
4) What is the make and model of your car?
5) What is the make and model of the prior car?
6) Closest relative not living with you?
7) What city do they live in?
8) Where was your SSN issued?
9) What was the last book you read on Amazon Kindle?
10) When did you post last on FaceBook?
11) When do you last place a Domino’s order.
Seriously, it’s not the TSA, it’s the NSA. If you believe you have any privacy in this world, take the blinders off. I am surprised they didn’t ask me when the last time I pooped was.
After the TSA the grilling I got at the Hertz Rental car was a breeze. At least I am through security and on my way home (in a few hours).
Christopher Molnar was with Charles Lawrence and 2 others at Charlotte Douglas International Airport – CLT.
Place: Charlotte Douglas International Airport – CLT (35.223084216401, -80.939818034263)
Address: 5501 Josh Birmingham Pkwy, Charlotte, NC 28208
Place: Charlotte Douglas International Airport – CLT (35.223084216401, -80.939818034263)
Address: 5501 Josh Birmingham Pkwy, Charlotte, NC 28208