It's a terrifying thought, but what if I really do have nothing to say?

We're in the process of moving back to Los Angeles this week, where many a friend has earned many a "thank you" ham and one man in particular has earned several thousand dollars for going against his better judgment and letting us sublet his Los Feliz apartment, even though we're professional musicians and the whole place is probably going to be awash in cocaine and European hand models before he's even given us the key.

Thank you, Andrew. It's been a long week.