the thursday before the 01 olympia I was waiting at mpls/st. paul inter aport. I got up to the counter and when I was about to check my bags the lady says"it's ur lucky day". They take me over to the end of the counter into this little hall and proceed to search my and my girlfriends bags. I had 0ne syringe and one amp(2 c's t200 and 2 c's eq) for the weekend. The lady searching finds my syringe and asks"whats this"?I say"a syringe" she asks the dude behind her if it's cool. He tells her if it's not opened it's fine. She digs a little more and finds nothing. WHEW!!!!! I was shittin man. thought i forgot it. Got to vegas, to the hotel. It was there. "my lucky day" fucked up man. I guess i was lucky if ya think about it.