1 Heh heh. I drive Daisycat completely bonkers with my travel nerves.

2 Did he say yet, "Hey, I'm already packed." That always brings the stress to a new level. Our only possible redemption as men is that we usually have to do most of the driving.

3 How do we know this is REALLY Attila & not that sinister Darleen impersonating her? Maybe she has the real Attila locked up like Stephanie Powers in Die! Die! My Darling! Attila, if you need help, send a coded message

4 I'm fine. I'm here in Honolulu with Attila the Hub. The Leukemia and Lymphoma Society apparently has some sort of "in" with the Hilton people, so we're in a ridiculously nice tower right over a lagoon, with a view of the ocean and some of the Hawaii high-rises. It feels like our show business days all over again, but has nothing to do with the entertainment industry this time around. That's the good news. The bad news is, I haven't seen Jack Lord yet, so there's no word at all on whether his hair moved, as Tuff Muffin* might have remarked back in the 80s. Naturally, I was awake all night last night, so I'm going to noodle around for a few months until I fall fast asleep and sleep forever. Tomorrow is the carbo-loading party before the marathon, and I plan to wear those cork platforms you're so fond of. * Spoken word artist; check the old Rino Records spoken word collections. Google doesn't appear to have much on her, unfortunately.

5 I meant "a few minutes." See how sleep-deprived I was?