People,

Sorry for not giving you the sweet journal love yesterday. I didn't forget about you, I just had a nasty little fever coupled with sweating that even the NBA has never seen the likes of. Dag.

Anywho, not too much going on in the FXA camp. We've honestly spent most of our time watching a lot of baseball and hoping sweet sweet Johnny Damon makes a speedy recovery.

One funny thing I saw in a sports centered news break during one of the games was a report on Kobe Bryant's return to the Lakers training camp. They talked about how tough it's been for him and how he's suffered unjustly and yada yada yada. All of which may be true, I have no idea whether he's guilty or not. However, the funniest part of the piece was when a reporter asked him about his new tattoo, to which he replied "oh, this is for my angel, my wife." Now, I don't know about you, but if I'm spending considerable time in a resort by myself having unprotected, allegedly non-consensual sex with a 19 year old I just met I might feel a little silly calling my wife "my angel." Hmmmm.