Going down through my e-mail inbox a minute ago, I was suddenly overcome by a huge wave of remorse, regret and frustration. I owe so many people real, in-depth emails. (Janice, Andy, Ken, Kori, Hill, David, Beth, Mike, Kim, Lisa, all y'all and then some, this means you.)

To make it up to you, I plan on replying to all of your emails next week, while under the influence of Vicodin. The resulting hilarity should make up for the tardiness.