LyricNotes, Vol. 12

Ah, the holidays. A time for rest, relaxation and family...unless you are opening a theater and stressing about getting everything done in a timely fashion.

Not only has this been one of the more stressful holiday seasons of my life, but I also found out recently that I'm a total schmo and people are actually reading this site. Let me get this on the table right now, I don't know how to spell or how grammar works. Until recently I thought grammar was a bean dish served in Peru...WOW was I wrong on that one. At any rate, I also have not been updating this either, which I promised I would do. So now, for reals this time okay, I will update this at least twice a week with The Lyric happenings and my thoughts on said happenings.

Recent happenings with the theater are; we are waiting for our building permit...well, not really waiting more than working on getting it, which is more work that you would think. Apparently having two screens is not something that is done on a budget. The city code says we need to install fire sprinklers, and, after checking my wallet, $50,000 was not a "budget" price. But, it looks like there is something we can work out with the city...perhaps...maybe...with major to extreme difficulty. And if it doesn't work to avoid the sprinklers then, Hey! I have extensive experience with custodial positions, and I hear the school district always need a good janitor. Actually we will have to work something out because too many promises have been made to turn back.

Regardless of any problems we are running into, no matter how insurmountable, either because of stubborn persistence, a total lack of realism, or pure stupidity, we are continuing our demo in preparation for construction which means, of course, that Josh and I are growing construction beards. A necessity when doing such manly things as tearing up concrete, hammering nails, ramming our heads into walls and eating chili dogs. Sadly, when the construction is over, I will shave my incarnation of pure manhood so that the wife can pretend she is still married to a little boy, but my one triumph is that I have convinced Josh to keep the Tom Selleck mustache, which is pretty sweet if I do say so myself.