Chris and I went to Eric's house in San Jose last night. While waiting for Sierra to show up, I watched Eric, Kevin and Chris try some crazy shots with a flat basketball in Eric's driveway. Chris was standing under the basket, when a rusty metal plate fell from the backboard, or the roof, or the sky, and hit Chris on the head. His head gushed blood and after looking at it in the shower, we decided to take him to the emergency room. Surprisingly, we didn't have to wait that long in the hospital. They gave Chris 3 stitches, and less than an hour later we were eating dinner at The Old Spaghetti Factory. We saw a midnight showing of Miracle, which was pretty good, but by then I was very tired. Chris wouldn't let me take any pictures of his head, so ya'll don't get to see the bloody mess. Sorry...