Dip, peace and Aliens.

Woke up early(ish) in the morning and headed uptown to the blissful peace of the Harlem deck. Comfort and serenity was shortly enjoined by delicious food and much rubbing of belly. Had a (million potions of a) dip of cheese, chicken and spices [propriety prevents me from revealing too much] and if that wasn't enough was followed up by delicious, tender, fall apart when you breathe too hard on it meat and pasta. Who's a lucky house guest? Along with the food there was great company and Trivial Pursuit action. Much hilarity was had on Ken's suggestion that we make aliens out of our chins and film them upside down. First time I've cried with laughter without the aid of drugs or a comedian in quite some time!