is off for me at the old Hideout. I'll be in Detroit, hobonbbing with old and young Fulkses and making a sentimental speech at my oldest son's wedding, hurray for him. I really wanted to write about Irishfest and six other things, but you know how I get when I sit down to type. Longwinded. So sit tight till next week and I'll be back then with a lungful, dear readers.
P.S., I updated the tour date page into September.