While the Bonefrog Corporation had its annual frogholders meeting in and around Paris, certain disreputable factions on the home front were able to wrest control of the April Soundcheck & Picnic. Despite a vigorous downpour, nearly a dozen hearty and dedicated idiots assembled under the mighty Moss Parawing, huddling around the toaster oven for warmth. Additional warmth was provided by the fearsome Mao-Tai, brought to us directly from the Guizhou Province by Bill Tse Tung (not his real name), who swam hundreds of miles up the Chishui River in the dead of night to avoid detection just so we could enjoy this unique and refreshing nectar. To read about the epidemiological and histopathological study of relevance of Guizhou Maotai liquor and liver diseases, go here.
The mysterious absence of Dr. Falklandisland also gave your web host, Dr. Pelican, the opportunity to create an invitation for the picnic, which you may observe in miniature here -->
-or click on to revel in its full size revolutionary glory. Dr. Pelican endeavored to honor the aesthetic traditions of the soundcheck, while obscuring his megalomaniacal desire to control the amphitheatre at all costs. As you may observe below, the cost was enormous. Currently, we are wresting peacefully.