OK, there's a bar in a small town around here in which we've played maybe a half-dozen times. The bar was shut down for a while because the owner's wife was embezzling money from her workplace, and her husband (the owner of the bar) was helping her somehow. Well, they both went to the slammer, but someone bought the bar and called our leader and asked if we'd play there. I'm sure it's because his patrons asked for us. She told him, "Sure," then he says, "The only thing is, if you're going to play here, you can't play at that other bar two miles down the street." He's afraid his crowd will follow us to the other bar, which they will, because they like us. So she says, "OK, but it'll cost you an extra hundred a night." Oh, that torqued his jaws. But what a doof. Think about it. We either play only at the other bar, and take "his" crowd all the time, or play at his bar sometimes, and keep the crowd there sometimes. Anyway, we're playing at the other bar this weekend, and it looks like we're getting a lot of our crowd up there. That's pretty good, because the town is slightly remote, up in the hills. I really like not doing this for a living. It makes "shove it" so much more simple. So there you are.