So many fans.... So little of me to go around....

Rocked out with Antsy McClain and the Trailer Park Troubadours last night at Skippers Smokehouse. He loves me!!! I have so many fans now!

My fan base just keeps getting bigger and bigger. I spent the morning learning from Ben Vereen. I wanted to offer him my autograph, but the old lady wouldn't let me approach him. I don't understand. He seemed very nice to me....

Yesterday we went to the Sarasota Blues Festival. I had an awesome time, but was disappointed they wouldn't let me up on stage. This is me chillin' with the boys... Actually, it's not right to say chillin because it was hotter than a Banana dipped in chili peppers...

I gave Paul Thorn my autograph. These celebrities just can't get enough of me...


And this is me staying out of the rain...

HELP ME!!!!!!

The next morning, we got up, waaaayyyy too early again. Again I was stuffed in the backpack and back in the car we went. Off to the airport to finally head home. I had a great time in New York, but I was really starting to miss my daddy and Auntie and even a little bit, the man with the funny face. On the way to the airport, the old lady started to get really worried about someone named Debby. I don't know who Debby was, but the old lady was worried we wouldn't be able to land in Florida because of her. Pretty powerful person, whoever she was. Turns out, she knows how to move planes because our plane jumped all over the place as it was getting ready to land in Tampa. And when we were finally safely on the ground, this Debby person closed the Skyway Bridge, so we had to drive all the way around Tampa to get home. She seemed to be the cause of all kinds of mischeif, even big waves out in the Bay. I am happy to be home, safe and sound and ready to head out on the next adventure.

After some nice refreshments and a yummy lunch (no bananas though; I tried to tell them a nice cold banana daiquiri would hit the spot, but no one was listening, as usual), we got back in the car and headed to the Village of Armonk where the old lady lived when she was a little girl. I don't know what all the excitement was about. I admit it was a cute little town, with lots of lovely trees, but I don't know why she had to see where she grew up so much.

Take for example, the road where she lived for several years of her life. It was called Frog Rock Road, named after this rock that is supposed to, I guess, look like a frog. Some of my best friends are frogs, and I don't see any resemblance between them and this rock!

Right next to this rock was the long driveway down to her childhood home. We took some pictures from the top of the driveway, but the old lady was all worried the current homeowners were going to come storming out of their house and have her arrested. I don't know what she was so worried about. No one is going to arrest someone in the company of such a lovely little monkey! So we went back to M&J's house and had dinner. Again, no bananas! But it was fun playing outside as it got dark. Also, Jacque is Dicken's former mother. Dickens is my close friend, the black bear. He was very happy to see his old mommy (oops, don't tell her I called her old!). I got to meet some of his other siblings too. This one with the wings was very cute.