Dear “John C. Mayer,” I know we’ve had a tumultuous relationship – we’re like when a tornado meets a volcano or um, cheese meeting macaroni, or something poetic, John C. Mayer. Whatever, John C. Mayer – I’m not the singer – YOU are. For years, John C. Mayer, I despised you. Not because I knew … Continue reading John C. Mayer Is Totally Stalking Me