Billy Ray Cyrus shooting heroin into Jesus difficulties.
So here’s our day so far: First, we couldn’t, and still can’t, access one of our largest photo agencies that’s having technical issues of its own. Then, our server decided to epically shit the bed for at least the past two hours and is slowly coming back to life in fits and spurts. So if you’re somehow reading this on The Internet right now, know that I fucking Matrix’d it up there with my mind then had a giant sex orgy with your mom below the earth’s crust. My work is a delicate process.