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Yeah, I don't know why I didn't blog this last night.. I was probably really ripe for bed.

Last night as we're walking in the parking lot, on our way to the Stone Temple Pilots concert, I asked Steph if he has any inside pockets in his coat. He said yes, why? I said well, here, put my camera in your inside pocket since my coat pockets are already bulging with stuff - Blackberry, plastic card, pack of gum, 3 emergency kleenexes, keys and the camera.

Steph : "Pfft No!! If you want to break the rules, YOU take the risk of it being confiscated!" 

Me : "Pft Fine. I'll take the risk. If they tell me I can't bring it in I'll just bring it back to the car." 

I stood in line nervously, while everybody was being searched and padded down by officers, to get inside the coliseum. There was a huge garbage can between the officers where they threw out... whatever would't make it inside the show. She searched the 3 people in front of me in the line. When it was my turn, I walked up to the female officer, assumed search position, thinking "Shit, this is going to be embarrassing.".  She waved me in without searching me!

Steph got searched. Thoroughly. Haha! She took out the tin box of Altoids from his coat pocket like it was going to explode. She carefully opened it, smelled the mints, and took one in her hand to inspect it. Then she put it back in the tin box. Ew. She finally let him through, but it was kind of hilarious that he DID get searched like that, after being paranoid about the camera!