T.G.I.M.!

Cuz I just can't eat or drink anymore.
Thursday we just stayed home and we had a Head Party. Sounds debaucherous but it's just Lady Head and I drinking and me dancing around to cheese-rock. We watched "Inside Deep Throat" which I highly recommend. (Recently, I'm 3 for 3 on dcoumentary rentals: "Inside Deep Throat", "Overnight" and "Guerrilla: The Taking of Patty Hearst").
Friday we had dinner at the Mad Russian's (and his delightful wife - not Russian). He's a new character in the Headoshphere. We met him at some of our wine tastings and he's quite fond of the Head's. Anyway, we met Jeff and Kristen at his house. When we arrived he had caviar, pates, olives, and some other stuff out and we drank 2 bottles of champagne. He then took Jeff and I into his monstrous cellar to pick the wines to go with dinner. Pretty cool. We ended up with some dusty ones. Then we had lobster bisque, another bottle of wine (. Sausage and leek appetizer, another bottle. Scallops, another bottle. Then we had a bottle in between. Then the main course was lamb chops and russian potatoes. 2 more bottles. Finally we ended with cheese and sauternes. And then coffee. Well Jeff and I decided that it was ridiculous that his hot tub is just sitting out there so we grabbed a bottle of Basil Hayden and in we went. Everyone else stayed inside. About 2/3 of the bottle later we got out and went home.

Next day, we get up, eat breakfast, chief up to kill the hangover, and go to rake leaves. For those of you that haven't been to Head Manor, it's got trees. Big trees with lots of leaves. Two or three hours later or so, we're done (with the front yard). Go in, screw off.

Then at 7 we have Jeff and Kristen's Christmas party. Goes a little something like this: champagne, champagne, vodka martini, gin martini, gin martini, shiraz, cabernet, gin martini, cognac (Germain-Robin Reserve - nice job Jeff!), cognac, HOME!

Sunday we wake up, have breakfast. I get housed in poker. Then at 5:30 we have a wine dinner at Amerigos. It was a nice, private-invitation (ooh! We're so special) event. We meet Jeff and Kristen their (they're still not sick of us...yet... and they need nicknames. They used to be Ron Livinston and Angie Everhart but that's just too long to type out). We have some great wines, and David brings some bottles from his cellar. We have roasted chicken and artichoke soup and the main course is veal saltimbocca.

You can get used to living like this.

But it was kind of difficult getting up this morning.

We managed to plan a viewing of "The Ice Pirates" this weekend.

And I was going to put it in another post but I have a ton of shit to do today so:
RIP Richard Pryor. He was the King of Comedy. We will definitely have a Richard Pryor memorial party soon.