I am exhausted! We just got in from Mason where we played at the Willow Creek Ranch House Concert last night. What an enjoyable show that was. We had almost 70 folks show up, and the amazing thing was that none of them were fans of ours... none of them had ever heard of us. They just came out to be part of the house concert experience. So we had the wonderful opportunity to reach a completely new audience, get to know some really cool people, and play a really, really enjoyable gig.

The house concert is held at a bed & breakfast, and we're dying to go back just as guests of the B&B! It was so beautiful. I highly recommend it if anyone is looking for a place to escape for a weekend. And the owners, Dennis and Kay, couldn't be any nicer. Just great folks. We had a total blast.

So we just got home and we're waiting on Ron T. to show up and practice with us. He's going to play guitar/dobro/mando/everything with us on some upcoming shows, and we're really excited about that because he is amazing. After practice, I have to go back out and go to the grocery store because we have no food at all. Coffee is about it in my pantry (which is really all I need, but Punky sort of frowns on not eating).

I got home and had no email, no phone messages on my house or my cell, and no visitors to my blog. :( Even my two best girlfriends haven't called..... so I'm fighting paranoia. Did I hack them off? Or have we just entered one of those really wierd warp-y things that happen every so often where no communications happen at all for no apparent reason? The spam is my only friend today. Waaaaaah....

But I am still catching up on answering email from Thursday/Friday, so maybe that's where everyone is too.

Hmmm. Yeah. I need more coffee. Can't seem to get enough today....

I'm gonna go brush my eyebrows.


New Scientist

New Scientist article: Software puts world-class soul singers on tap

I am SO going to be out of a job soon....

Look Ma! I'm blogging! I'm back!

I hate these little times of silence that have been so frequent this year... HATE THEM!

Okay, so here's what's been going on:

Last month, I was just getting dinner on the table as David was arriving home from work, and the electricity went out in the house. It had been flickering all day, but our house had crappy wiring anyway (I honestly think that whoever wired it was on the ganja pretty heavily), so I didn't pay much attention. But when we lost the power, David and I went out to the breaker box and noticed that the meter was very, very hot. Called the electric co, and they came out and pronounced the meter loop DOA. Whole thing had to be replaced. Then, after talking to the in-laws (who we rented the place from) they decided that the whole house really needed a wiring overhaul, so it would probably be best for us to find a place that is actually safe to live in.

So we packed up a few things and stayed with them that night, and the next morning I asked a realtor friend if she knew of any rentals, and she said, "As a matter of fact, there's this really cute A-Frame for rent..." So by the end of the weekend, we had signed the lease.

This place is so freaking cozy. It's a cedar home that is built on a cliff that overlooks the Medina River, and we have this great view from a little outcropping on the cliff where we can sit above the river and listen to the turtles and fish jump. There are deer everywhere... every morning I have at least 3 deer in my yard. Anyway, the house can't get any cozier, and we couldn't be happier.

So this past month we've been moving... finally got our phone turned on Saturday and internet hooked up yesterday. I'm starting to feel human again. We only have 15 boxes left to unpack now (something like that).

And I'm waiting tables at Chili's right now to fill in the gaps. That's been interesting. I haven't worked in 8 years. But with no gigs, I ain't got no cash. So waiting tables is a nice, quick fix.

I'm not even going to complain about the CD. All that goes without saying. Yeah, yeah, yeah, someday we'll get it out.

Anyway, so that's my life in a nutshell. Gotta send out a mass email now, just to let people know that we are still alive.


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