Ladies and gentleman, dear readers, the unthinkable has happened. Brace yourselves — I’ve received my first complaint.

I know, I know. My reaction was the same as yours. Perhaps worse. I had just been listening to Billy Squier for about an hour and a half straight, and was understandably in a state of total bliss. Billy was explaining to me that Christmas is the time to say he loves me, when along comes Josh to completely throw my day off balance.