My pet Ewok and I are on a very, very cold flight. But I bought a wireless subscription, so all is right with the world!
So a little drama already this morning: we pull up to the airport in our taxi around 5AM, and Kendrick pauses thoughtfully before calmly announcing that he has decided to fly across the country with no photo identification. He has a temporary driver’s license (having lost his real one)…that should be fine, right? And apparently we had an entire conversation last night during which I said, “yes Kendrick. Definitely leave your passport – the only form of photo identification that you currently possess – at home in New York. I’m sure that the security officers at the airport and the bouncers at the clubs we’re supposed to go to in LA will be extremely understanding.”
Kendrick wants me to tell you that he was completely unfazed by the whole thing and handled the lack of identification like an expert. To his credit, we are actually sitting on a plane right now.
But here’s the takeaway: did you know that it is actually possible to get on a plane with absolutely no photo identification?! (“I did!” says Kendrick. He’s lying.) All you have to do is call over a supervisor, who will examine whatever identification you have on you before determining your fate (Kendrick had a temporary driver’s license, a credit card, and a health insurance card). Incredible.
Also: Babe? If you do this again I will end you.
