Bio:

Kevin and I have missed everyone so dearly at Hedonismville for the past two years and we are both looking forward to . . . making up for lost time! Limbo dancing to live entertainment on the catamaran cruise, mooning the gawkers from other boring and less fortunate resorts, laughing until our voices are hoarse and our faces hurt - and going for lovely dinners with our tried and true WWW friends (aka partners in crime). I need to see the sun drop perfectly into the ocean every evening at sunset and then figure out What Not To Wear to the next theme party. I vow to: bravely acquire countless bottles of coconut rum from the gruelling beach games, comment at least once on how blue Denny P's eyes are, meet new and interesting beach bums on our afternoon lagoon flotilla, fuel up with jerk fire at Robert's grill, consume endless Jamaican Mudslides at the swim-up send-up crawl-up or however you can stand-up bar, visit the shocking-awww prude-side waterslide at least once a day (it helps to get the sticky stuff off); have deep, meaningful philosophical discussions in the whirlpool tub at night, and then finally drift off to sleep to the hypnotizing sound of the tree frogs. Somewhere in there I've got to windsurf, scuba dive, water ski, drag somebody out with me sea kayaking, but of course when all is said and done and the busy day is drawing to a close, there is nothing more enjoyable than everyone's favorite after dinner mint - Q's Puppetry of the penis at the Piano bar. If I missed anything, I'm sorry, you can discuss your issues with me in the gym if you can keep up! Safe travels everybody!