Elyse and I shared a birthday bash. She recently hit 29, I bounced off 51. An intimate dinner with the Bobbster and Graham, then cocktails, Alice Cooper bootlegs, Dio, premarital heebie-jeebies. Brilliant all 'round...
(Bobby and Father Frost share a moment...)
(Elyse takes her quarter-pound o' flesh.)
(At last, the endorsement ducats pour into our pockets...)
(Awwwww. Graham and Bobby, half-lit.)
(Elyse and Graham, well bloody lit.)
(Too much sake makes Mr. Puff/Droop/Sleepy Orbz buss Canadian moolah. EP cackles, regardless.)