I can’t believe none of you emailed to tell us that, at some point over the last six months, Adam Lambert here fell under the thrall of the Dark Lord and is now acting as his (extremely UNSUBTLE) emissary on earth. I mean, when he comes up to me at the Whole Foods at some point this summer and offers to trade me a particularly lovely clutch of organic radishes for my eternal soul or whatever, I’d be likely to turn him down ANYWAY, but a heads-up would have been nice.