Moving right along.

So much to address.

I got me my money. I feel like the Hamburglar after that time he broke into McDonald's and ate seven dozen hamburgers. That's to say, I feel very satisfied, but the experience has given me a lingering case of indigestion. Ye, let it be known far and wide, from mountaintop to valley, that dealing with banks, in general, sucks, like, a whole lot. There, now that it's out there, I'm feeling much better.

Construction continues to crawl along. I've spent a lot of time in the bathroom this week, laying a subfloor, laying tile, cutting a toilet hole in the floor, perfecting the kind of half-assed drywall, etc etc etc. Did I mention that the only light in the bathroom is a halogen work lamp that goes from zero to one thousand degrees in fifty two seconds? So it's warm in there. But it's moving along. Plumbers are set to come in early next week, which is great because it means that I'll be able to, for example, wash my hands while working. And maybe pee. I'm pretty excited.

I think I'll lay the subfloor in the rest of the space in the next couple of days. And finish that dastardly spackling effort. And figure out my logo, build a bar, build a couple more small walls, buy an air conditioner, paint the place, solve the crisis in Iraq, eat a sandwich, buy $15,000 worth of coffee equipment, install it, take a nap, think of all the details I've not yet considered, deal with them, and open my doors. Should take, say, two or maybe three days.

See you at the grand opening on May 19th (???)...