• 534 travel was crusty

    From MICHAEL LOO@1:123/140 to RUTH HAFFLY on Sunday, November 11, 2018 12:47:00
    attribute it partially to racism, but it may originally
    stem from this guy my sister used to go out with who
    OK, sounds about as logical as any reason. (G) Were you pulled over much before then? I've had it happen times for no apparant reason other than

    There are those who scoff, but the reality is
    that I fly enough to recognize patterns in a
    sometimes statistically significant way.

    There was a period when I was given the random
    secondary quite frequently at Boston Terminal C -
    fourteen times running, to be precise, after
    which I got annoyed and told the personnel that
    I wanted to talk to the station manager. Well,
    that worthy individual was out, and I put in a
    formal request for an interview. Nobody appeared,
    so eventually I boarded my plane, expecting and
    perhaps hoping to make a complaint, but while I was
    lounging around with my predeparture drink, the
    station manager came onboard to my seat and after a
    very brief discussion about probabilities promised
    that it wouldn't happen again. Which it didn't in
    Boston for several years afterward, so after 14
    hits, several dozen nonhits, more than indicative
    of shenanigans. That was in the '90s, more innocent
    days when the main concerns were highjacking and drug
    smuggling rather than mass terror activities. When
    they say random, don't be fooled into thinking they
    ever meant random, and when they say they never
    profile, don't believe them.

    The string of noncoincidental events that took place
    after my dinner with [name redacted] was a goodly
    number of years after that.

    something looked a bit off on the X-ray; in one case it was my phone's charger stand that they couldn't figure out. I couldn't tell them what
    it was--they had to take me aside, wand me and go thru the carry on bag
    to find the "guilty" object.

    I was pulled over for an actual guilty object in Munich.
    It was a can of grapefruit juice. United used to serve
    grapefruit juice in some but not all of its clubs, and as
    these are mostly inside security, I tended to stockpile
    when I was there. So I'd picked some up in Washington and
    had forgotten the last one in one of the many compartments
    of my bag and flown all over the place in the US and then
    to Germany, where they finally picked it up. As I recall,
    they sort of laughed but didn't allow me to drink it.

    ---------- Recipe via Meal-Master (tm) v8.00

    Title: Grapefruit Carrot Cocktail
    Categories: Beverages, Fruits, Vegetables
    Yield: 5 cups

    3 md Carrots;coarsely chopped & 4 c Grapefruit juice, fresh
    -cooked in a small amt. of 1 1/2 tb Grenadine
    -water until tender, drained Ginger, ground
    -& 1/4 cup of cooking liquid 1 1/2 c -Crushed ice
    -reserved

    In a blender, puree the carrots with the reserved liquid for as few
    seconds. Add the grapefruit juice, grenadine, a pinch of ground ginger
    and
    the crushed ice and blend until frothy. Serve immediately.

    MAKES: 5 CUPS or 1 1/4 LITRES SOURCE: _The Non-Drinkers Drink Book_ by
    Betty Rollin

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  • From Ruth Haffly@1:396/45.28 to MICHAEL LOO on Sunday, November 11, 2018 20:35:52
    Hi Michael,

    attribute it partially to racism, but it may originally
    stem from this guy my sister used to go out with who
    OK, sounds about as logical as any reason. (G) Were you pulled over
    much > before then? I've had it happen times for no apparant reason
    other than

    There are those who scoff, but the reality is
    that I fly enough to recognize patterns in a
    sometimes statistically significant way.

    Not suprising, given your maths background and all the time you spend in airports coming or going.


    There was a period when I was given the random
    secondary quite frequently at Boston Terminal C -
    fourteen times running, to be precise, after
    which I got annoyed and told the personnel that
    I wanted to talk to the station manager. Well,
    that worthy individual was out, and I put in a
    formal request for an interview. Nobody appeared,
    so eventually I boarded my plane, expecting and
    perhaps hoping to make a complaint, but while I was
    lounging around with my predeparture drink, the
    station manager came onboard to my seat and after a
    very brief discussion about probabilities promised
    that it wouldn't happen again. Which it didn't in

    Took him long enough! Maybe he was hoping you would have had enough to
    drink so that it would end up being a non issue. Other alternative maybe
    he was hoping your flight had left before he became available. Still,
    nice that he did take the time to follow up in person.

    Boston for several years afterward, so after 14
    hits, several dozen nonhits, more than indicative
    of shenanigans. That was in the '90s, more innocent
    days when the main concerns were highjacking and drug
    smuggling rather than mass terror activities. When
    they say random, don't be fooled into thinking they
    ever meant random, and when they say they never
    profile, don't believe them.

    I know they say they don't profile but you bet your bottom dollar that
    they do. Not always in obvious ways but it's done.


    The string of noncoincidental events that took place
    after my dinner with [name redacted] was a goodly
    number of years after that.

    Mere co-incidence................NOT!


    something looked a bit off on the X-ray; in one case it was my
    phone's > charger stand that they couldn't figure out. I couldn't tell them what > it was--they had to take me aside, wand me and go thru the carry on bag > to find the "guilty" object.

    I was pulled over for an actual guilty object in Munich.
    It was a can of grapefruit juice. United used to serve
    grapefruit juice in some but not all of its clubs, and as
    these are mostly inside security, I tended to stockpile
    when I was there. So I'd picked some up in Washington and
    had forgotten the last one in one of the many compartments
    of my bag and flown all over the place in the US and then
    to Germany, where they finally picked it up. As I recall,
    they sort of laughed but didn't allow me to drink it.

    OOPS! That the offending object was a can of juice does sound odd, but
    on the machine, there was no way to see a label so............just too
    bad they didn't let you drink it once they found out what it was. Sealed
    and sloshing like juice....you would have thought, but.......


    Title: Grapefruit Carrot Cocktail
    Categories: Beverages, Fruits, Vegetables
    Yield: 5 cups

    3 md Carrots;coarsely chopped & 4 c Grapefruit juice, fresh -cooked in a small amt. of 1 1/2 tb Grenadine
    -water until tender, drained Ginger, ground
    -& 1/4 cup of cooking liquid 1 1/2 c -Crushed ice
    -reserved

    That's an odd ball combination. Doesn't really appeal to my taste buds
    so I'll take a pass on it.

    OTOH, I made a double recipe apple crisp, subbing out a cup of raisins
    and about 1/3 cup of coarsly chopped walnuts for the last (#6) cup of
    apples yesterday. Layered half the apples, topping, repeat before baking
    and brought it to church for our small group lunch meal. Brought home
    very little; I may have it for breakfast tomorrow. (G)

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    Catch you later,
    Ruth
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