I’ve been kidnapped by my Aussie cousin and transported to Mexico where I’ll be force fed tequila, tacos, sunshine and sand. I’m hoping to make it back alive on Wed. for my show at Bay Hill Tavern and to celebrate our Grandpa Art’s 90th B-day.
The question is…..what do I get the old guy for this milestone celebration?
New cleats for his Thursday softball league? Some new dance shoes ’cause he still cuts a mean rug?
He definitely doesn’t need a new pair of genes!