-paging terminal one

SInce i last posted, my time has been consumed with counting calories,
biking on the new wheels and freaking out about our immenent departure
to points east. It is funny, how here on the west coast, we go east to
go to the west and west to go to the east. Dutch and i made it through
all the security, which surprised me because usually we have to spend
at least an hour convincing security that Dutch is not The Criminal
Dutch who hs the same name but not the same birthday. At this writing
we are sitting at the gate waiting for the plane, our noses full of
the smell of baking sourdough.