Finch. F-I-N-C-H.

G’day mates! I got a little rumpled during the flight, but I’m now in the land down under! (that’s a reference to a Men at Work song for you youngins). I have two wishes for my time here. 1. steal a koala and 2. not get nauseous while watching the toilet flush the other way!

Mr. Bigley and I at Saturday Night Live

Enjoying some chicken fingers before my first hockey game. Go Canucks!! Oh, the Canucks aren’t playing? Well damn. Go Rangers?

Crowd surfing with the beautiful people at a show in Hoboken.

How do I look? Darren gave these to me.

It’s kind of hard to shift when you’re only 10 inches tall…

Time to drive one of the beautiful people to the airport. Sadface.

What a hangover! While I did not end up like that poor fella in Las Vegas, I very much needed a latte before Sunday’s show. Speaking of Sunday’s show…how about that speech? Grateful chap, isn’t he?

After one too many jello shots, one of the beautiful people and I moved on to tequila. Olé!

The beautiful people I was with all weekend decided to make jello shots. Of course I had to help, thought I made them very strong. I’m partial to the whipped ones. That is a flavor of vodka, not a sexual reference.