Do you realize that in less than 3 months, I'm going to be a married man? It hit me just now as I was preparing dinner at 4pm on my day off. It hit me last Friday, as I watched my lady's sister and her long-time boyfriend, tie the knot in beautiful fashion. It hit me that during basketball season, when I'm covering the Wizards and talking to other writers who do to the same, I'll be able to say shit like, "Yeah you know my wife was telling me that the other day", and I probably won't be able to contain my smile. I think about the vast amount of dumb and irresponsible things I've done in the past, and the fewer number of dumb things I plan on doing in the future, and I count my lucky stars that my fiancee wants to marry me. That is all for now, this is a bit too sappy for my taste.