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Take-out from Coronado 2001-05-30 12:44 p.m. Just a day and a half 'til San Diego ('cause, technically, we won't be there until Friday)! Specific plans for our free time are still kind of up in the air, but bacon and margaritas will be involved, so who cares.

I'll probably start packing tonight. Most important, I've got 64MB worth of CompactFlash to take with me for my camera. I'll be packing my cool beanio Lowepro Stealth AW (all weather) backpack (a freebie from my job because I reviewed it).

I was able to pack everything I needed for a week in Florida in it last year (except sex toys, which had their own separate backpack).

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Deb and I had a wonderful evening together last night. It was "pay attention to Debbie" night. For the record, regarding yesterday's train kissing issue, Deb says she doesn't care if anybody is mean to her after I leave the train. She'd rather get kissed. Well, all right.

And the four of us got to play with Jake's new birthday present from me: walkie talkies. Did you know that in law enforcement number-code, a studly butch on the front porch (that would be moi) is a Signal 99? Or it is now.

We're going to put one of the radios on Sara while she's walking and keep the other with us so that we can provide encouragement when she needs it. That's the plan.

12:00 p.m., San Diego, June 3, approx. 20 mi. into the marathon
Sara: *pant, pant* Are you guys out there?
Drunken Encouragers: Wooooo! Woooo! Goooo! Is this thing on?
Sara: *sweat, sweat* Kill me.
DEs: Woooo! Where are you? We're at a bar! How are you doing?
Sara: *wince, wince* I'm walking on bleeping stumps! How do you think I am?!
DEs: Jake's around the next corner, and she's taking her shirt off.
Sara: *hallucinate, hallucinate* Really?
DEs: Yes! And the mounted policeman's horse is getting amorous with Miguelito's wheelchair. You gotta see this! Keep walking!
Sara: *bleed, bleed* You're lying to me.
DEs: No, we're not! And there's a contingent of Navy SEALS giving kisses to walkers.
Sara: *hurry, hurry* Okay, I'm coming!
DEs: HAA-Ha! She's such a sucker.
Sara: *glower, glower* Hey! I heard that!
DEs: Oops. *lift finger off transmit button*

I'm sure that's just how it will go.

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My apologies to my crushed-out minions, the folks I promised personal e-mails to who haven't gotten them yet. That would be: Nicole, Lookinside, and Haptotrope�Badsnake babes all. I'll be home alone tonight, so I'm going to see if I can take care of you ladies then.

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