Until I have that finished, though, I thought I'd give you a little look at the Danny of yesteryear. I thought of this story yesterday when I was going through airport security, musing on how different it is now than it was ten years ago. Here we are in 2010, taking off our shoes, and watching the lady in front of us being told that she'll be subjected to a thorough patdown if she doesn't remove her sweater.
But I also remember going to visit a friend in NYC for New Years 1997-98. At the time, he couldn't get Shiner Bock up there, so I took a twelve pack of it as my carry-on luggage. Just to reiterate that, I decided to forgo having something to read on the plane, or bringing on my bag instead of checking it, just so I could carry beer on the plane. Can you even imagine how many TSA rules that would break now? I watched a supervisor get called over yesterday because a dude was carrying a half-empty bottle of V8.
At least beer can be stowed under the seat in front of you and made inconspicuous. The summer after my junior year of high school, I had the chance to take part in a month-long study program in Kuwait and Oman. It was one of the best, most eye-opening experiences of my life. Here's a picture of me in my parents' backyard on the night that I returned.
I didn't change into that outfit once I got home. No, for it to get the laugh that I wanted when they saw me, it had to be on when I left the plane. My itinerary was JFK to Washington National, then to DFW, and lastly back to Lubbock. There wouldn't be much time to connect in DFW, so I put the outfit on in a bathroom in Washington. Our nation's capital has a pretty diverse crowd traveling through it, so I didn't get too many second looks. Reactions were much more uncomfortable once I got back to Texas, but you know what's important to me? Committing to the bit, that's what.
So I found myself thinking of that in the security line yesterday, wondering how much I'd still commit to that bit now, almost 15 years later. Is wearing a dishdasha worth a full pat down? The little voice inside says that my answer would probably be yes.