Below you'll find a horde of pictures of me and my Pan. It travels with me everywhere I go. It's been to the Alamo and it floated down the Paseo del Rio. It's seen Time Square and Martha Stewart Radio in New York City. The Pan saw red at a bull fight in Spain. It even got us "panned" from the Vatican!
Spider Man took time from fighting crime just to pose with us. And don't say a word, but The Pan popped out to take a picture at the Sirius Radio Studios. I'll stop telling and you can start looking.
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Before we were even on the first plane my PAN came out to take a picture with the ladies who run Continental's President Club in San Antonio. Here they are along with their awards for best club in the U.S.
Here I am decompressing with my PAN in the back galley of the plane taking us abroad.
She's probably what made us have to decompress!
I'm wearing my glasses which means this picture was taken at the airport when my Pan and I came back from Europe (that's a frig'n long flight!). We're at the luggage carousel but where are all the bags and the people?
I had to take my PAN to a bull fight when I was in Spain. I don't think that junior was big enough to sauté any bulls (not even their balls!).
I have no words about what my PAN was doing here (many do come to mind but my site is not yet rated).
This is me and my PAN at St. Peter's tomb just before we were thrown out of the Vatican by the Swiss guards!
My PAN came out right after I threw 3 coins in the Treve Fountain. The lady on the left holding back the crowd is Mary Helen my body guard....She's also my mother.
That thing around my neck connects with the thing in my ear. I don't remember why I have it on much less where my PAN and I are...I think we're in front of the altar at the Vatican. That would account for my eyes being red! My pan sure is sacrilegious.

Here I am with my PAN at Radio City Music Hall in NYC. It was cold that night and there were no Rockettes to keep me warm
I was in the lobby bar at the Marriott Marquis in New York City (no I was not drinking!) when I spotted Wee Man so I whipped out my PAN and asked him if he would take a picture with me. He was really cool about it.
Here I am at Rockefeller Center in NYC posing with my PAN. The photographer wasn't to good because he didn't see my closed eyes. Behind me is a Swarovski banner hiding the Big-Ass Christmas tree while it waits for its unveiling.




Here I am with my PAN at the parade for the lighting of the San Antonio River the day after Thanksgiving. That's Santa floating behind me.
Before sailing I used my PAN as a mirror to see how I was made up.
Here are me and the PAN driving the boat. I hope JoAnn doesn't see this picture...She always says no when I ask if I can drive one of her boats!
The PAN and I drove the boat to the Arneson River Theatre.
Tommy tried taking away my PAN on the boat.
After the fight with Tommy over my PAN I had to rest.
Michael and the Pan with San Antonio's FOX News First Meteorologist Shawn Stevens on location.
Michael, the Pan, cheerleaders from the Houston Texans, and Toro advertising GO TEXAN Watermelons........Sweet!