Pat says, "I married the love of my life in 1998," and I believe him. He and his wife are sickening because they're so "googley-eyed" with each other, and they're not just showing off for me either. I hear that's the way marriage is supposed to be. Honestly, I've never seen a happier couple. Strange that I would be so proud of their love for each other. Go figure. Girls, if you think there's a chance ... forget it. He's a goner and loving it. Guys, if you're looking at Laurie and thinking ... "Hmmmm," consider this. Would it be worth a colonoscopy with a drum stick? Don't answer that!

Laurie and Pat on their wedding day.

Now please look closely at the picture below. What do you notice?

"Sitting in" on his wedding night. Weak!       Hmmmmmmmm. Thinking back, I've done the same thing myself.

Pat's a real fishing nerd, too. He loves it, and tosses in a line anytime, anywhere he gets a chance. Here he is below displaying his "fresh" catch of the day.

When Pat first joined the band in 1993, we went to Japan. His hair was long and he had a slight "musketeer/buccaneer" look about him, with a thin mustache. Some Japanese lady told him he looked like Columbus. Add to this his constant goofing on a southern country-ass level. Greenspoon dubbed him "Goober Columbus." We all thought it was great, and I started calling him Goob out of camaraderie. It wasn't until 2 years later he finally got through to me that he hated that nickname. I hadn't realized it because it was a term of endearment from me, but I stopped calling him that immediately once I understood. I do hold it in reserve, though, for any future irritation that may be needed. You really do need to see him put on a baseball cap sideways and do his Goob routine. Barney and Andy would be proud. (Okay, okay. Yes, he really caught the fish above.)

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