Got to go to The Bamboo Club tonight. It's a trendy "Asian-Inspired Cuisine" restaurant. Our waitress reminded me of our friend Ange, if she were of Asian extraction. ("It's new Ange Asian Barbie!") Ange = Angie, BTW. I really dig the Maui Volcano Beef on a Broccoli Island. And not just because it's served with a hollowed-out flaming carrot filled with Bacardi 151. (Asian Ange advised me not to drink it, but I had already decided not to.) Maybe it's the Big Gulp of Kirin beer talking, but I feel compelled to tell you all that I saw two women fondling each other at the bar. And a woman with really big boobs at the table across from ours.