Viewing mass grave exhumations makes you hungry...

It's absolutely gorgeous here in Denver. The sun is strong, the buildings block the cold wind. I had the best hot corn beef/sauerkraut sub at Fontano's Chicago Subs here at the 16th street mall. The afternoon sessions at the forensics convention are promising...more details on that later. My boss is complaining about his B-group boarding pass he just printed out at the airport for his return flight tomorrow. I'm looking at an ominous cloud bank just beyond the Rockies that forbodes difficult stand-by traveling for tomorrow. And it's gonna be a bear if I'm late. I have to meet Jana for our second-to-last trail run before our 50K unltra, then rush to shower & change for a crab feed. No rest for the wicked, or at least the travel-hungry. Then early Sunday morning I'll be off to Phoenix for a few hours. And yes, I know, I still owe all you readers the info on my day trip to San Diego. That day was emotional and spiritual, so the blog on that is taking me a little longer to compose. So thanks for your patience....I've got to go. My boss is anxious to find out if pipe-bomb construction is better with PVC pipe or galvanized steel, whether to use DBSP or pyrotex. I'm glad I'm not on his flight tomorrow.