Today Ridley and I head to Phoenix. At the moment we're at LAX, where security personnel alertly located, and confiscated, the deodorant stick I have been carrying on airplanes for two weeks now. Yes, I fought the law, and the law won. I feel like Bonnie and Clyde, whose luck finally ran out when lawmen ended their lawless rampage and took away their deodorant. The point being, if you come to see us strumpet in Phoenix, do not come too close.