Sorry guys. This is the post-paella paunch. After eating so much damn food last night (thank you JHB & Josie) this is all we could do. Fondue and melon/proscuitto and paella and chocolate cake/ice cream. And wine. And wine. And port. And Kahlua.

For all the craziness that this band and their massage therapist girlfriends go through, we still know how to kick back, eat some good food and be friends. Such a simple thing. Funny how easy it is to forget.

Now, I am off, finally, to Mexico.
See ya . . .suckers.