Apparently, I was the kid’s stage manager tonight for their talent show, and like most stage managers, nobody listens to us. Rock stars obviously think they are Gods, and so why would they listen to someone old, who thinks he is wise. They chose Bon Jovi to my disappointment, but I did manage to get the amplifiers plugged into the guitars without much mishap. I think I will stick to the restaurant business, however, I was thinking of just getting a hot dog cart in case Flapjacks never opens. I would pull no permits or licenses and if I saw someone suspicious I would just push my cart to the next corner. I would have an app for your phone of course and then I would just run right to you. Maybe I could have my son follow me around and he could play the guitar. I will have to come up with a catchy name to make it work.
OK, we finally got our plumbing final so now we have to get PG&E to install our meter and get us gas. Then we have 5 inspections, electrical, mechanical, fire, health and the Final. This could all be done in a week or just to be safe maybe you could come up with that catchy name for my son and I.