Much has happened since my last post. I have moved to Seattle with my wife, 3 kids a dog and 23,000 pounds of stuff. Damn right we filled a semi front to back, top to bottom. 2,500 miles later we move into a house half the size of the one we left. Not that's a trick!!

So, after a few weeks of getting my feet on the ground and seriously scouting new store locations I am close to signing a 3-5 year lease on a 1,300 sq. ft. space in the heart of the convention loop. Getting all my ducks in a row. . . or some shit like that.

Hope and Max are in a neat Montesorri program and Moira is settling in to the domestic challenges of her new life. We have started over. Go west young man! and I did. So, where does it go from here? I guess we'll just have to see. All I know is I am more than ready to get to work. Time for the rubber to meet the road.

The only source of income is from street performing. That is not putting a dent in the amount of money we are spending. Time to tip the scales in the other direction. I like Seattle. . . well enough to move here. And I am pumped to really get my scene rocking. My performances are on the money and I am at the top of my game and energy.