30 pages in to "The Real Blair Hawkins", and I'm not writing. Why? I wish I could say it's writer's block or I've been way too busy or I'm not feeing well. But I can't. The truth is, I'm lazy. I will gladly admit that. I'm too lazy to write...have you ever heard of that happening before? I haven't. If you have, please let me know so my self-esteem doesn't sink like Duck Zhang (Michael Grant references are the best kind).