Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, oh, boy, oh boy. What up, I have tears?

How we do. What? Okay, so, here's the rub. The house next door is finally getting built.

They knocked it down like a year and a half ago. And good news, finally getting built because there was this empty lot next to us and people were, we got robbed because they were able to get in through that extra lot and then come over the side of the fence. It's good. This is happening. The bad thing that's happening is that they've got more chainsaws out there than a forestry service in the Pacific Northwest. All right, they are chopping down cherry trees like their

name is General George Washington. Was it George Washington cut down a cherry tree or is that

Abraham Lincoln? I don't know. Anyway, so if you do hear some, uh, and then,

that's them cutting down trees. I just saw them cut down a freaking palm tree. That was really tall,

like over 100 feet tall. And I'm like, is that even legal? I thought I really care. They did cut down

a olive tree that would always just shit olives all over the side of the house. As sad as I am

for them getting rid of that olive tree because it was beautiful and it was old and it was very fruitful, you know?

But what would happen is that all the olives would fall on our side of the fence and the dogs would

eat them and then their shits would be purple. And I didn't, I had to look up like, is this

dangerous for dogs? And apparently it's not, but they ate a lot of those olives. So, and if they were

dangerous for dogs, well, it never killed any of them, you know, so all good on that front. I am a little

groggy because I finally got back home last night. I have been gone from my house for 67 days.

At least everything. I'm a home body. All for 67 days. Lisa, everything.

I'm a home body, all right?

I'm a man of routine, okay?

And I've been out of my routine for well over two months.

And I miss my house and I'm so glad to be back.

Oh, sleeping in my bed last night.

Oh, is there nothing better than coming home from a long trip and getting in your nice, clean, cool bed? I say nay, sir. Oh, the creature comforts of your own home. Anyways, but that way too long. Okay, so I'm going to go, I'll go through my last two months, two and a half months. So I leave L.A. in like mid-April. I went to New York,

stayed with Sarah for a couple days, then flew to Scotland to play with Chris Harrison in at St.

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