August 31st, 2007


Back in the Saddle

The trip back from the airport was fairly uneventful. Got my car back, stopped at On The Border for some food (I was really hungry, for some reason), got home at 3:00pm or so, unpacked a bit, and conked out.

Woke up at 6:00pm to an alarm that works for me (my desktop blasting Machines of Loving Grace's Butterfly Wings at near full volume. Seems to be a good choice of track so far), got myself cleaned up, and headed to the bar, later than planned. I got there at something like 7:40pm.

I had wanted to be there at 7:00pm, to figure out where everything was. Normally, when I have someone else do the show, something's in an odd place, and it just takes me longer to set up. No particular reflection on the people involved, it's just that they don't do precisely what I do, which means I have to think - and somehow thinking takes more time than one would expect.

But whatever. I was ready to go by just about 8:30pm. And I actually had enough people to start the show by... 9:20pm.

Another slow night. I mean, far from terrible - I only fit in a total of 5 rotations from then until closing at 1:45am. Just not exactly what you'd call a big Thursday. I got the sad Paula treatment when leaving.

On my side, I had a great time. We had a new group (Tasha, Patty, and Jonathan), that both drank quite a bit and sang a few songs. lizzstar was there almost until closing, which is always fun. Several hours of cekyr0 and jeffercine, the return of Aash and Alie, some time with timenchanter, electrichobbit and jorgitoelcubano, and (obviously) quite a few others.

Eddie showed up relatively early, and I actually remembered to give him the shotglasses Debbie asked me to pass on.

One bit of minor drama. When I got there, Lizz had left a CD case and her keys in the DJ booth (well, and a CD playing). My first thought was "Hah! She can't leave without saying goodbye!"

Then I promptly forgot about them. 'Round about 1:00am or so, supersniffles came by the booth to ask if I'd seen them - Lizz was on the verge of tears, and a group of people was tearing the bar apart looking for them. So I headed over. The poor thing wasn't happy at all. In fact, she ended up singing an extra song, as far as I could tell because she was still at the bar, recovering.

After the show, shutdown was reasonably rapid - apart from the Paula bit. I now have some more info on the situation, and have been volunteered for another task. She asked what could be done. I told her the main complaints were drink prices and the men's bathroom.

On drink prices - she was told that if she didn't raise her prices, she would automatically be audited every year, as the cheapest bar/club in the area. Also that her sales taxes would be based on the average for the area, not on her actual sales price.

That's what they do for everyone's sales taxes. The taxes are based on the number of ounces in the bottle, and average local price. A fucked-up system, but there it is.

So the whole "club" thing? That's simply the term that was used. She thinks it would be a good idea to compare to the actual competition - like Hunter's - and find out how she's doing there. So any info people have on them, or other comparable places, like Splash and Mac's, would be appreciated.

On the bathroom side of things, she'd love to install urinals, but isn't sure there's enough water pressure. Standard urinals require an inch diameter pipe. The whole bar appears to have been supplied with half-inch. And she doesn't want to pay for a plumber - you know, someone who would actually know about these things - because of that huge amount they charge. So now I'm researching urinals. Woo.

So after getting volunteered, I went and did me some Denny's, then came home and slept. And now I'm awake, and ready to procrastinate the day!
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