Lately I've felt all expectant, and kind of calm. I'm looking forward to stuff, but I don't know exactly what stuff I'm looking forward to.

Weird, huh?

Mardi Gras, maybe. And will we have a kid? And maybe Sonya and I will buy a house. And maybe not. So much is happening - but so much could not happen. Things are in the air.

This is not upsetting, though. It's like my life is a really good soap opera, and I can't wait to see how things turn out. You'd think I'd have the scoop, since I'm on the show, but you'd be wrong.