Chaos.... you wanted Chaos?!?!
While not that chaotic there were a few blips on the departure...
At 11:00AM I answered a knock at the door...
“Good morning Sir, we’re from the EPA”
“And what can I do for the Environmental Protection Agency this fine day?”
“We have a report that you are using this property as a Toxic Waste site.”
“WHAT?!?!?!?”
“Yes Sir, your neighbors have complained of excruciating odors emanating from your garbage can and your Sewer Clean out vent.”
“WHAT?!?!?”
Dragon Lady to the rescue...
“Excuse me sir... perhaps I can explain... you see... we have living here: 5 adults, 2 babies, 2 dogs and a mango tree. And over the past week we’ve been baking lots Mango Bread, entertaining our dear friend Sharon and drinking lots of Mango Tangos. And of course in the morning after all that mango, 2 cups of coffee and changing 2 babies.... well I'm sure you can guess the results.”
“Maaam... what does that have to do with the odors... Oh yeah..., I understand... Mangoes, Babies, Coffee... yeah that’ll do it. Sorry to disturb you but for the sake of the neighborhood, please “mango in moderation” Ma’am.”
Wellllll now.... OK...OK.... it didn't quite go that way... in actuality the knock on the door was the boys from Habitat for Humanity to pick up the old water heater and sofa mattress we donated.
And wonder of wonders, Dragon Chic was actually ready for departure on time--- Well.... almost. But of course she still needed to pack the flip flops, jewelry bag, 3 totes of toiletries, makeup pouch and a book to read... and of course then do mango patrol, straighten the back patio, mop the floor, and take out the garbage [like none of the remaining adults in this house know how to work a mop or the location of the mango-waste filled garbage can].
With Casa D’Chaos in our rearview mirror and Henry grousing about interrupting his apartment search to lug us to the airport, we were off.
Bag check in at Continental Curbside was smooth and we were headed to gate 14D... which Chuckie couldn’t find because...
“Let me see that boarding pass,” says the sometimes directionally challenged Illy.
“That’s GATE C1 dummy, the 14D is your seat...Sheeeesh, do I have to do all the navigating?”
Yeah...Right!
Ok... let’s get through this short line at security and relax at the gate....WRONG!!!
After loading our 6 bins – laptop, coats, shoes, carry-on’s, camera’s, cell phones, hats, loose change etc, we wait for the x-ray machine to clear the group ahead when up steps a nice TSA man who says,
“We need everyone from this tub back [our first one] to step over to line #4, this machine is broken.”
Ok... not so bad, we just gotta lug all the tubs over to the next line, barefooted, on the icky carpet, one at a time, only to get there and...
“What are you doing in that line... it’s closed!” shouts the TSA fellow in Line #5. Who, after conferring with his cohorts backs off as we wait for them to find someone to operate line #4.
Her first bag goes through and she doesn’t set off all the alarms with forgotten bangles going through the metal arch, when... the folks running line #3 come over with 9 tubs that got rejected and jump our line.
Now, does Chuckie take this line butting lightly? You know the answer!
After making loud noises regarding the additional tubs added in between our tubs and then getting stared down by the TSA lady with the 9 tubs, our stuff finally goes through... well almost....
“Sir... could you step over here, I need to run a test on your laptop, and is this your bag, we need to look inside”
Uh-Oh... here it comes...Dragon Chic is smirking,
“Ya had-ta-open your mouth.”
Lady of the 9 tubs now proceeds to take out E V E R Y toiletry, make-up and utility bag, deodorant can, laptop power pack and electronic item to “test”.
“Ok... you really need to put all these lotions and liquids on the outside, and announce all the electronics...and...” Ok... you can guess the rest of the lecture.
After repacking our "contraband lotions" etc. we find gate C1 [not 14D] across from the bar and decide to have a beer and wings and started this note while the events were fresh [Oh Soooo Fresh] in our minds. And...being engrossed in recording this episode, with Margarita-Ville blaring overhead, we missed the boarding call for Continental Flight 149 to Houston. Fortunately we looked over our shoulder to see an empty waiting room and hustled to get on board just as the standbys were being called.
Boarding was a bit backed up with a lot of seat swapping being done with some disabled folks and we finally settled into seats 14C & “14D” [thanks for the aisle seats Jewel] and we’re off to Houston!
Oh... the fun is just begun....up next
While not that chaotic there were a few blips on the departure...
At 11:00AM I answered a knock at the door...
“Good morning Sir, we’re from the EPA”
“And what can I do for the Environmental Protection Agency this fine day?”
“We have a report that you are using this property as a Toxic Waste site.”
“WHAT?!?!?!?”
“Yes Sir, your neighbors have complained of excruciating odors emanating from your garbage can and your Sewer Clean out vent.”
“WHAT?!?!?”
Dragon Lady to the rescue...
“Excuse me sir... perhaps I can explain... you see... we have living here: 5 adults, 2 babies, 2 dogs and a mango tree. And over the past week we’ve been baking lots Mango Bread, entertaining our dear friend Sharon and drinking lots of Mango Tangos. And of course in the morning after all that mango, 2 cups of coffee and changing 2 babies.... well I'm sure you can guess the results.”
“Maaam... what does that have to do with the odors... Oh yeah..., I understand... Mangoes, Babies, Coffee... yeah that’ll do it. Sorry to disturb you but for the sake of the neighborhood, please “mango in moderation” Ma’am.”
Wellllll now.... OK...OK.... it didn't quite go that way... in actuality the knock on the door was the boys from Habitat for Humanity to pick up the old water heater and sofa mattress we donated.
And wonder of wonders, Dragon Chic was actually ready for departure on time--- Well.... almost. But of course she still needed to pack the flip flops, jewelry bag, 3 totes of toiletries, makeup pouch and a book to read... and of course then do mango patrol, straighten the back patio, mop the floor, and take out the garbage [like none of the remaining adults in this house know how to work a mop or the location of the mango-waste filled garbage can].
With Casa D’Chaos in our rearview mirror and Henry grousing about interrupting his apartment search to lug us to the airport, we were off.
Bag check in at Continental Curbside was smooth and we were headed to gate 14D... which Chuckie couldn’t find because...
“Let me see that boarding pass,” says the sometimes directionally challenged Illy.
“That’s GATE C1 dummy, the 14D is your seat...Sheeeesh, do I have to do all the navigating?”
Yeah...Right!
Ok... let’s get through this short line at security and relax at the gate....WRONG!!!
After loading our 6 bins – laptop, coats, shoes, carry-on’s, camera’s, cell phones, hats, loose change etc, we wait for the x-ray machine to clear the group ahead when up steps a nice TSA man who says,
“We need everyone from this tub back [our first one] to step over to line #4, this machine is broken.”
Ok... not so bad, we just gotta lug all the tubs over to the next line, barefooted, on the icky carpet, one at a time, only to get there and...
“What are you doing in that line... it’s closed!” shouts the TSA fellow in Line #5. Who, after conferring with his cohorts backs off as we wait for them to find someone to operate line #4.
Her first bag goes through and she doesn’t set off all the alarms with forgotten bangles going through the metal arch, when... the folks running line #3 come over with 9 tubs that got rejected and jump our line.
Now, does Chuckie take this line butting lightly? You know the answer!
After making loud noises regarding the additional tubs added in between our tubs and then getting stared down by the TSA lady with the 9 tubs, our stuff finally goes through... well almost....
“Sir... could you step over here, I need to run a test on your laptop, and is this your bag, we need to look inside”
Uh-Oh... here it comes...Dragon Chic is smirking,
“Ya had-ta-open your mouth.”
Lady of the 9 tubs now proceeds to take out E V E R Y toiletry, make-up and utility bag, deodorant can, laptop power pack and electronic item to “test”.
“Ok... you really need to put all these lotions and liquids on the outside, and announce all the electronics...and...” Ok... you can guess the rest of the lecture.
After repacking our "contraband lotions" etc. we find gate C1 [not 14D] across from the bar and decide to have a beer and wings and started this note while the events were fresh [Oh Soooo Fresh] in our minds. And...being engrossed in recording this episode, with Margarita-Ville blaring overhead, we missed the boarding call for Continental Flight 149 to Houston. Fortunately we looked over our shoulder to see an empty waiting room and hustled to get on board just as the standbys were being called.
Boarding was a bit backed up with a lot of seat swapping being done with some disabled folks and we finally settled into seats 14C & “14D” [thanks for the aisle seats Jewel] and we’re off to Houston!
Oh... the fun is just begun....up next
-- Slippery Shivering Sojourns’ in Scenic Seattle --
We now return you to your regularly scheduled game of Mahjong...or whatever.
Ciao 4 Now
Chuck and the still smirking at his big mouth,
Dragon Lady.
Ciao 4 Now
Chuck and the still smirking at his big mouth,
Dragon Lady.
NO ILL EFFECTS APPARENT IN SEATTLE. DRAGOIN LADY IS DELIGHTFUL AND ENSIGN PULVER LOOKS LIKE HE'S IN HIS 20'S - SVELTE AND BUFF! LOVELY DAY IN SEATTLE'S PIKE PLACE MARKET AND THE OLYMPIC SCULPTURE PARK - NEW BEST OLD FREINDS!
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