True to form, he had too much to drink, and was quite partial to this wine, which reminded him of a special friend in Ohio.
After that bottle, he finished off 3 more and (thankfully) stumbled upstairs. Literally.Leaving his empties out for the cleaning crew, he dragged himself into his attic and retired for the duration. We haven't seen him since, but can still hear the rafters rattling with his roof-raising snoring.
He did seem to enjoy creating a ruckus with the Kansas Troublemakers, and I bet he'll be back next year!