Other’s just say it’s a side effect of the lobotomy.

I’ve tried to verify both of those hypothesizes by asking some of the agents but they all seemed clueless.

After the show we attempted to fly back with what frogs we had not sold/traded and our new acquisitions and they wouldn’t let us board with “those venomous frogs” as the airline guy put it. He’d seen local television coverage of the trade show it turned out.

I tried to appeal to reason, that they let us fly out here with frogs and now proposed to strand us. That despite the name, these frogs were all non-poisonous. That they would not survive in the cargo hold. Nope.

So we argued some more for a refund and rented a car and drove back.

Plus, they got a great bar!

This is the same group that pulled a senior citizen out of line in February 2002 for trying to smuggle aboard a “Ninja Star.”

Turns out the gent was responsible for downing 34 aircraft with the loss of life of everybody aboard!

The dude’s name was Joe Foss, former governor of South Dakota, Brigadier General in the SD National Guard, for 23 years host of the TV program “American Sportsman,” former president of the American Football League. He had just left a meeting of the NRA Board of Directors and was on his way to West Point to deliver a guest lecture on “Patriotism.”

The “Ninja Star?” It was the Medal of Honor given him by Franklin Roosevelt for downing 23 Japanese planes during the battle of Guadacanal.

When told he would have to discard his medal before boarding the aircraft, he is reported to have said “You’ve done fucked with the wrong Marine, sonny!”

The only way this sorry episode could be more bizarre is if it had happened at Joe’s home airport in Sioux Falls. The name of the airport is “Joe Foss Field.”

On a personal note, as I was waiting to board a plane at Sky Harbor airport, a diminutive TSA agenentte tapped me on the shoulder and said: “Excuse me sir, can I get you to do me a big favor?”

I looked down at her and said: “I’m sorry, I can’t. I’m married.”

The TSA does NOT have a sense of humor.

Oh, that’s what I thought you were going to say.

Yeah, I managed to get home after taking two flights (there and back) to discover a .40S&W round in the bottom of my carry-on back pack. Departure and arrival airport was OHare.

Ah well. All’s well that ends well.

I remember a TSA person in Texas once tell me “we’re just trying to make you feel safer, that’s all.”

Frigging idiot … idiot not because he was correct, but idiot because he didn’t know it.

These folks couldn’t find a real terrorist in a bag of potatoes. It’s just theatre.