Last time we saw John Mayer, we nearly drowned in the sea of prepball caps and platform flip flops; a few months later, he began dating the PT Cruiser of celebs, Jessica Simpson. Following these two events, we were forced to throw our hands in the air and take an Official Time Out. Yet late last week, an intern turned us on to (Ed: was caught surfing the world wide web when he should have been out getting us salami on rye hold the mayo) John Mayer’s blog. There are all sorts of highlights here—among them, John suggests that he will teabag drunk/unruly fans and pontificates on the mechanics of time travel. Question: when will pot smoke finally be able to waft thru cyberspace? This shit is pure orange diesel! CONGRATULATIONS JOHN! WELCOME HOME!