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Sat, Nov. 8th, 2008, 11:37 am
I just met a girl named Natasha...

The TSA agent in Atlanta handed me my travel guitar and asked "what's your guitar's name?" I said, "It's brand new. What's your name?"


There it is. Now I have to write a song about Natasha, the sassy dark Atlanta TSA agent with the heart of gold.

See if I don't. Watch this space.

Love and joy.

Sun, Nov. 9th, 2008 12:49 pm (UTC)

She Was An Airport Detective!

Oh, pat me down again!