I’m sitting here in Andrew and Kristina’s apartment with Katie. We’re babysitting their son Evan while they are out for the night. Andrew is a good husband. In fact, he’s a much better husband than I think I could ever be. Why you might ask? Well, the man is out with his wife, taking her to a concert. And not just any concert. This concert. Hearing him, these women and these guys. That’s pretty awesome. I mean, I know that I’ll love my wife fiercely one day, but…I don’t know if I could take my wife to this concert…