One of my favorite things to do is try to go through airport security without a drivers license. I love it when they let you get on a plane and fly somewhere and then don't let you come home. My Fran-hair is the only reason I can think of why they let me on the plane in the first place. Here's how it went down:
SLC Airport: (Security guard looking down at my ID): "This is all you have?" (He looks up.) "Hm, you have great hair. Good enough. Proceed".Seattle Airport on the way home: "You have no Drivers License? And you don't have great hair. You must be a terrorist. Step aside, ma'am. Please hold still while we do a cavity search and disarm the bomb in your carry-on.
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