Oh blog. You coquettish little vixen. You sultry minx. You devilish little fiend.

What can I say that I have not said already? Do I speak of the changes? Do I write about the past? Do I use you as my diary or Dear Abby or Scientific Journal?

Or do I write a 100% non-biased account of the facts as they happened, through my completely biased version?

How about all of the above?

For the second time in my life, I have filed an official complaint against a business. The first time was Midas and that was 20 years ago. Midas tried, albeit unintentionally, tried to kill me. The plumber I filing suit against was just sloppy or lazy or negligent and not nearly as exciting.

Last Sunday, in the throws of karaoke passion, I was about to shut down all power and cut off the entire bar. People were drunk. Not like Irish singing drunk, or even Irish fighting drunk, but like Keith Richards falling out if a palm tree drunk. It was both horrifying and exquisite at the same time. No bones were broken. No egos bruised.

For the first time since the bar has been opened I believe that I may be able to do my books. Can you imagine running a business for three months, taking money in and writing check after check not being able to accurately document what is going on because nothing… not the bank… not my Point of Sale system… not my credit card processing system… not my accounting program… not one matching up? I still can’t Imagine it, yet it has happened to me.

I have found some good DJs. Every DJ in Portland says they have a following and spin great music. Rarely do they do either, much less both. Don’t get me wrong… I love that this city has music loving, vinyl buying, cocky (in a good way) fools (like myself) out there, but we are not all the best rock ‘n roll DJs of all time. Some of us are just dorks.

The final noteworthy event is that I will be promoting and at the same time demoting manager to partner. My most worthy adviser will stand to my left (I am left-handed) and, well advise, console and take ownership of all that is Star Bar.

In conclusion of this mighty soliloquy, I will say that even though I will probably not be making too many entries in this blog in the near future, the blog will preserver. If you are dying to know what exactly is happening with Star Bar, stop by, because that is where I will be.

Stat Bar, going where no star ha gone before