Hey, all — CJ here.

Ever been to the Olde Towne Tavern in Littleton?  It’s my living room.  And my satellite office.  (If you ever hear me say that I’m going to “the office”, look for me on Main Street.)  I know pretty much everyone there, on both sides of the counter.  It’s the sort of dark-paneled just-tacky-enough dive bar that everyone feels comfortable at.  You’ll find everything from the crusty old guys, to the poker junkies, to the college crowd, to the rowdy students at the school for the blind next door.

So this Friday night, we’re playing in my living room, entertaining my drinking buddies, and it doesn’t get much more fun than that.  There’s no stage and no lights, but there’s good, stiff, cheap, stiff (stiff, stiff) drinks and a nicely strange crew to party with.  Hope you’ll all be there.

(Be sure to have a Reckless Red shot or two.  Two bucks.  OTT rocks.)

- CJ