Why I Miss Bill Clinton (and other thoughts):

It's been more than 10 years since I last set foot in New York City. I guess a couple important things have happened in my absence. The hubster and I are here piggy-backing off of his annual meetings for composition instructors.

In any case, I came prepared for fun. Our hotel is minutes from Rockefeller Center and it's still skating season. So, I brought my blades. AND I carried them on the plane. With the threat level at Orange, I wasn't sure if two 12-inch blades with spikes on the end would be welcome on a commercial jet. So, I asked the kind folks at the United ticket counter in MSP. Apparently, no one had ever asked before. So, a TSA expert was summoned who gave the OK. The United ticket counter employee laughed and said, "You can't bring a hockey stick, but you can bring ice skates!"

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