Tom and I finally played Nok Hockey at a decent hour this morning. We were going to play until ten points but I had to cut back to six. I was out of breath and he said,"What's the matter it's not like we're actually skating." I reminded him that there is a gigantic baby pushing on my lungs and ribs. I told him that I am going to have him swallow a six pound pot roast whole and see how he feels. Oh by the way, I won the game.

Randomness: Guess who Nicole Richie's ("Simple Life" w/ Paris Hilton) godfather is?

Michael Jackson

Explains a lot don't you think?