Just boarded a Southwest flight from Laguardia to Midway. My carryon bag got pulled out of the X-ray machine at security for extra screening. After swabbing my bag thoroughly and testing the samples, the TSA officer took my paperback copy of A Feast for Crows out of my bag and flipped through it.
"I need to rerun your bag with the book outside of it," she told me.
Apparently George R.R. Martin is too dense a read for the TSA.
(By the way, my Tupperware container of cannoli made it through fine. Thanks, Barbara Lynn and Colin!)
