Yes, it did occur tonight on my way to Spokane. I stood like a little sheep, waiting to walk through the IRON GATE, controlled by the Blue Knight..when, much to my surprise, the computer operator on the scanning device alerted the team that there was a very suspicious looking flashlight crossing his screen. He stopped, ran to the other end of the conveyor belt and let another agent take his place. As I passed through the "GATE", I was rustled off to the foot print mat area to be questioned and interrogated by senior staff. My flashlight and all my belongings were swept off the belt and thrust down on the steel table before my eyes. I was made to sit and squirm as I watched them rub and twist my Restoration Hardware flashlight given to me by David last Christmas. I have made tens and tens of flights and a cruise with this light but now, it was the center of a giant conspiracy by this evil retired Navy Commander. I was submitted to the, "pat down", including ringing my chimes and patting every square inch of my being. Oh the horror! :( . Then, as they swept the cotton applicator over my flashlight and my suspicious looking iPad, they both alerted a sensor on the sniffing machine. Who would have thunk?

Back they went with my belongings, I believe I counted ten trips through the scanner and many, many sweeps of the white cotton cloth....still ringing off bells on the sniffer. I am now at level three and moved to another area of the interrogation space.

Questioned about my profession; explaining that the flashlight cannot be opened, "But, there are batteries in here"....hey, I could have told you that you domo. Next came scan number eleven and sweep over the entire iPad and Flashlight.

Evil eyes searched over me from head to foot. My wallet and everything short of my garments were swept away and rechecked. Actually, I was allowed to keep my shirt, socks and pants.

Then came level five. The fifth supervisor up the chain of command came over and did his investigation then required another sweep and scan. "well, I'm not making excuses on why your items alerted our sniffer but it could have been the cleaner in your dental clinic and some hand creams have glycerin on them"...Anyway, the cuffs were released and I was, I am certain, photographed the entire time. As I got up to leave and was told that I was "allowed" to take my personal belongings, I packed up and began to walk away...."wait", says the agent from level two. I need to write down your name on my "wheel log"....so he pulls out a spiral pocket notebook and scribbles my name in his book. After 30 minutes I was allowed to leave.

I'm sure I have been tracked to my hotel and probably was followed to Pho Van where I enjoyed a hot bowl of Vietnamese noodles. There was a suspicious looking goon sitting across the room from me giving me weird looks. Or, it could have been the black sedan across the street from the restaurant.

Anyway, I am going through a series of paranoia events tonight. I thought for certain when NBC came on with the news alert tonight that they were still looking for me as they may have lost my track. I did go into the PWR mode on my Prius and did run away from any car that seemed to be too close to me.

If you never hear from me again, think of the event in PDX today. They may have me hold up somewhere in a cement room in downtown Spokane. God bless you all, my family.....Dad