Random Thoughts

I don't think I should be without The Boy for extended periods of time. My brain starts to go wandering. I spend excessive amounts of time thinking about things like:

• What should a person think about 10 TSA agents lining the jet bridge while boarding a flight? Is a suspected terrorist on my flight? Do you think they found the terrorist before we took off?
• My skinny belt with exactly 2 small pieces of metal sets off the screening machine. My cheap-o giant-as-can-be earrings do not. Go figure.
• Is it always harder to sleep when you're really tired? Or just when you're in a strange bed? Or just when you're really tired and in a strange bed?
• I think someone at Hertz was smoking wacky tobacky when they classified a Toyota Yaris as compact car. Last I checked, this would be a sub-compact. Seriously. My carry-on suitcase fills the entire "trunk."
• Hmmm. There are a lot of Toyota Yaris in my hotel parking lot. I wonder if Hertz stocked up during a 2-for-1 sale?
• Twitter is intriguing. Or maybe I've just graduated from Stalker 101: Facebook to Stalker 201: Twitter.
• Perhaps I'm just Dallas Mavericks addicted right now. Nearly all of my tweets relate to the team. To use Twitter speak: #getalifeshannah (Think we can get that to trend?)
• The Boy won't chat with me on Facebook. What's up with that?

Am I crazy? Probably.