This week's a lot. Rowan's hosting the 159th VOM, I'm hosting one of my idols, Robert Lighthouse, at the SPARK on Tuesday. Wednesday our dear friend John Peiffer's joining us in the Lair, and Thursday I restart the outdoor open mic in Ellicott City in my favourite parking lot anywhere. 

And then Saturday Rowan and I jam to the accompaniment of an amazing smelling kitchen and a wonderful little stage. I'll show you the two places you should NOT sit for the sake of weird bass traps, but I hope you fill up the rest of the place, cause we never get to do this. 

SoooOOOooooo I bought a house on Wednesday. Kristen and I. We went to a little office here in Catonsville, transferred tens of thousands of dollars here and there, willy and nilly, signed 117 pages of documents physically and digitally, and bought a house.

Then we went home, to OUR home, and pulled up a bush that had been the bane of our existence for the last decade or so and played the Lair to celebrate.

It was a good celebration. 

Then the cat got sick.

So - one hand giveth, the other hand taketh away. Another hand wipes it up.