I felt bad for the TSA guy. They flagged my duffel and went through it. He had to take out my box of pads and look in them. The brisket rub, at 4 ounces, didn't make the cut so I left it. It was for my brother. I thought it was ok because it was a powder.
They didn't object to the crochet hook which is plastic.
Waiting at the gate, which took a minute because the signage here is very confusing.
That's it until I land I guess.
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