It should be no real secret that I bear no great love for the organization known as TSA.  None.  I've been singled out for "special terrorist searches" far too many times, I can no longer cross stitch on airplanes, and they're worthless as far as "protecting us from terrorists" goes.  
They searched my checked bags both to and from San Diego - no real shock there.  However, one of the new additions to my luggage on the return trip was a bag of bath salts (oh so nice bath salts).  They're stored in a brown, plastic-lined paper bag with wires at the top so you can fold it down and salts don't get all over your luggage.  When they searched my bags (no real surprise, I had some wire candleholders and other metal objects that would have looked exceedingly strange under x-ray), they also felt compelled to search...the bag of bath salts.  And spill them all over my luggage in the process.
I'm a bit bitter.  Is nothing sacred?  Can they not leave a girl's bath salts alone?  This is probably my punishment for making one too many jokes in bad taste about my *cough* heritage pre-9/11.