Adrian’s Mom here again with some amazing news. Today while I was drifting to sleep on my Tempurpedic (sp.?) mattress I felt a vague presence in the room. When I looked up, I saw a hazy white shape drifting at the foot of my bed. As I looked closer, I could tell that it was also part Asian. It was Adrian! He looked at me, then began to speak. these are his words:

“Hey guys, I’m really bored of blogging as my mom, but I can’t figure out a good way to stop. I’m not actually kidnapped. This was a big, dumb joke that got way out of hand. How about this: My mom gets pregnant, which is mysterious seeing as how she’s really old. The doctors don’t know what to make of it so they do what doctors always do when confronted with something they don’t know: They sign her up to go on the ABC daytime talk show “The View.” My mom goes on, but what she doesn’t know is that Barbara Walters has spiked her drink with prostaglandin, which induces her into labor right on the floor of the studio! As she lies there sweating and panting, the audience gasps with horror: Something awful, giant and wet is coming out of her vagina! But my mother can’t hear the crowd over her own screams of pain. The thing slips finally out. Thinking that she has given birth to a fourth, beautiful child she reaches out to take it in her arms. As she opens her eyes to take in this new life, she wipes the tears from her swollen eyes. She stops, and the crowd grows silent. She knows this face, and she hates it. It is me, naked and shivering. I’m home.

P.S. I’m a ghost!  Woooooooo! Wooooooooooooooooo! Avenge me! Avenge meeeeeeeeeeeeee!