Hello my children. It has been too long. First I need to ask you, do you find me sexy? I have had my hair done and, I blush as I say, some other work as well. I don't do this for me, I do it for you, my adoring fans. Gather close and touch my burning hot soul. All night long. That's right Lionel , all mother fucking night long. Sigh. Alas, that's not me captured in that picture. That's the ever striking Lionel Richie, lead singer of the Commodores, the author of the drop dead disco track Machine Gun and a great lover of the ladies . I felt like I had to come out of the gate strong, with a riveting masculine image. BAM. I am back. And as we know, Lionel never left. And so is Critter, Dan Blocker and the whole cast of California Culture miscreants who wonder PCH in search of sunsets, tequila, Steel Dan bootlegs and non habit forming cocaine. Where did I go? That's a good fucking question. I won't bore you with all of it now, it will come out in pieces, a trail of tiny myths. But it is good to be back, that other place can be so sallow and dull, like being the chair prop in a Sartre play. And for the love of god, please watch this video. It will free every part of your big ass, and everything else is sure to follow. Lionel, be my sexy beast tonight!