Well, it was bound to happen. I awoke this morning at Roger and Linda's beautiful home here and saw a pink elephant. Holy %&#$! I'm not sure that I can drink that much Italian wine any more. Actually, I think it was the Schlitz Malt Liquor nightcap I split with Henri, pictured here in the Red Sox cap. While the pink elephant eventually disappeared after some strong espresso this morning, Henri is unfortunately still around.
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