I'm not going to lie to you — Emily and I were up all night listening to MJ records and drinkin' votka from the liquor cabinet (we are beer people, Emily and I, we don't generally hit the sauce, except in the rare instance of, say, a Captain's Tea). But there we were.

When the evening wound down we decided we wouldn't post anything today out of respect for Michael — but now I feel like it's kind of out of my system (currently in my system: 3 Advils, 12 fl. oz. of spicy hot V8, 3 cups of coffee, 1 piece wheat toast, 2 eggs sunny side up, 1 dash of bacon salt, 2 more dashes of bacon salt, votka). So having paid our respects to Michael in the only way we know how, we now return to our regular schedule.