May 31, 2006
OK, here’s the start of my blog of Mid-East tour adventures. First, just know that I’m regretting the whole Mid-East thing. My thought in naming it the MidEast tour came when I realized that Ohio is called the Midwest & Kentucky is technically the South, being below the Mason-Dixon, but Ohio and Kentucky are actually in the middle of the eastern part of the US – hence, mid-east. This term is most popularly employed to describe a region that we are currently occupying with our military might. So no, not doing solo performance in Iraq, Jordon or Kuwait. Cincinnati, Louisville and Lexington.
So my travel today was not without its glitches. At the airport in Burbank I had just skipped thru security feeling all happy that I was only charged overage for one of my 2 overweight bags when I hear “Dallas Passenger Teresa Willis, please return to the ticket counter. So all the way back into insecure territory to face the cheerful ticket lady who said, “Ms. Willis? Please step thru the counter.” THRU the counter? “Yes, and into the back room please.” As I round the corner, there stands a uniform cop holding up my bag of “pot” - my prop baggie full of dried parsley – with it’s perfectly rolled parsley joint tucked inside. “It’s a prop!” I exclaim, and after much sniffing and testing they believed me. Didn’t stop me from babbling on like a guilty idiot while waiting for the herb (Really. Herb) to be tested. The whole time, the TSA guy continues searching my black case of props. Turning over the roller skates. Sniffing crayons. Poking fingers thru the glasses without lenses. I had the feeling that he knew if he kept searching, the heroine stash would pop up.
I got back to my plane on time and thought, “At least I’ll have something to write in my first blog entry.
