As I was rooting around in my pockets Thursday evening, after I got home, I found a black plastic knife, as from a cheap restaurant or fast food place.
I can’t remember where I got it. I think it was from the office on Wednesday morning. I think I stuffed it in my pocket because we were moving to a different conference room.
Anyway, would have been kind of embarrassing if I’d been patted down.
Driving along C-470 both to and from the airport, one goes by Buckley AFB. Both trips, I saw what I thought were F-15s doing touch-and-go landings. Somewhat disturbing and somewhat comforting at the same time.