I have been negligent in my updates.
Right now, I feel like I am waiting for a storm. I have my rubbers (boots), my umbrella, my life vest and I can see the dark clouds rolling in the distance… but the breeze is still.
If my euphemism was not clear, it is slow and not getting busier. We have repeat customers. We have new customers. We are doing roughly the same amount of business each night, but the damn has not burst and I am ready. My staff is ready.
I know it is only a matter of time, but I think I exhausted my patience getting this place going.
In reality, I have very little patience. So it honestly could have been exhausted before I even started. My patience runs about as deep as a puddle evaporating on hot concrete. In the summer. In a really hot place that doesn’t rain much.
How’s that for a metaphor? Or simile?
But to get back to business, we have our drink menu, we have our beer list we are all getting familiar with the space. We are ready. So ready that I am repeating myself.
And writing in fragments. Okay, I always write in fragments. In this day of MTV and the Internet, who has time to think in complete sentences?
Anybody know any good DJs? My juke box is still broken.
Nothing new to report, sadly.
Wait, actually I have one thing to report. I slept a full seven hours last night. Six plus one is seven. That felt good.
Star Bar, open for business