Apparently Oakland’s millimeter scanner didn’t like my crotch. After 4 failed scans and a lot of annoyed tsa agents and passengers… “ma’am… do you have anything in you pockets or underwear you want to let us know about?” “Other than my penis? No.” The look was priceless. 2 out of 2 drug sniffing dogs agree, my crotch does not contain narcotics. It was a lovely wake up pat down I’m ready for my in flight nap now. #flyingwhiletrans