I met him once at a local Jan Tana show a few years ago. He was wearing a suit and lumbering around the place. Tarrytown Music Hall. Looked awful. Sweating, bloated, stuffed, and just waddling about. Felt bad for him. After all that - he is left with barely able to move around healthily, a spectacle at best, and looking for the nearest Diner to scarf down some cheeseburgers convincing himself he is still in the game and getting "huge" .