On the way home, though, a little hiccup at security set me off before a raucus flight back to Detroit. At the security checkpoint in BDL a nice Homeland Security guy took my Leatherman Micra... yip, the one Robin gave me when I graduated from Webb. I shouldn't have had it with me, but the only reason security in Hartford had a chance to take it is that security in Detroit didn't bat an eye at the 7/8-inch blade. Where are our priorities? I can bring a brick onto the plane but not a handy tool the length of the last knuckle on my thumb. I can bring said death appliance onto an eastbound flight but not a westbound one over the exact same route? Had DTW security said anything about it I could have saved the day, but instead they waived me through and left me to face the scrutiny of another seemingly uncoordinated security service.

Friday night was back in Michigan, with a giant stir fry and some Rooster sauce and National Treasure to help unwind after a long week. Then, on a rainy Saturday, we went on a tri-county search for a contemporary coffee table to match Jenelle's cool new sofa. We hunted high and low at Bright Ideas, Store House, Art Van, and Gorman's contemporary without finding anything minimal enough, rectangular enough, and reasonable enough. But, it was pretty fun to compare ideas and see where we agreed and where we didn't: minimal is in, elephant-head chrome benches are out. Sunday was lazy/school-catch-up. I'm not complaining but man do I ever get the emails when I'm not around Ross to deal with them on a minute-ly basis. I spent a few hours today just getting back to zero; tomorrow it is back on the road so I'm sure my inbox will slide back down that slippery slope.