I met him. The Kentucky Derby... I work on Millionaire's Row every year. Somehow, he got on my floor (there are 2 Mil's. 4 & 6-I work 6). anyway. I was pregnant and hyperventilated so badly my co-workers thought I might've gone into labor. And I was crying. WTH was that about? :blink: anyway. He was amazing looking. AND NICE. VERY nice. I, on the other hand, could barely speak. I'm not even sure what I said would constitute as English. At least not American English.