I'm not up for another barbecue, e_blazer, but it you're serious about visiting I could rustle up something.
A barbecue with this crew would scare me: Somebody would end up being impaled on a lawn dart. The amount of rum in the hurricanes would knock half of us out. Riverman's guitar would get stepped on. And then of course, Sly would be lifting his leg every 30 f-ing minutes.