What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. I’m so marrying a midget.

I arrived last night, the countdown to the marathan has begun. Sunday morning at 6:12 AM I will run 26.2 miles. I’m so nervous I can’t poop. Seriously. I’m nothing if not honest. All I want to do is poop. I’ve taken pills, drank coffee, upped my fiber - nothin. It will happen… I hope. Wouldn’t that be a nasty picture at the 15th mile of the marathon?

Pictures, stories and all sorts of other goodies will come, but probably not until December 4th when I’m sitting all cozy like in St. Louis, Missouri. Until then, be well blogger friends, wish me luck.

BTW, I think my friend Meaghan should be able to get my stand-up on YouTube. The moment it’s on there I will post it here.

Okay, take care, I’s got some exploring to do!

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