Travel day humor.

So SEA has not one, not two, but three intake lines at airport security:

• Families w/small children
• Casual travelers
• Expert travelers

There are signs that read something like "How to know which is your line."  All I could think on seeing these signs was "Which line is mine? You tell me, where's the 'Get the fracking frack out of my way' line?"

And naturally it appears that the Universe heard me, because right at the choke-point where the "Expert traveler" intake opened up, the woman in front of me stopped dead in her tracks and looked around, unsure whether she was in the right line. I feel that I should be commended for my restraint.

More travel-day fun: being sat on my couch a few minutes ago and saying "Hang on, why is it so dark outside if it's only five-thir...oh...right...need to change the clock on my laptop back to EDT."