Ah, cloud cover made this a cooler day in the midst of this winter heat wave. Wallace has semi-confirmed he will be here in early April. Guitar Jeff did cancel tonight’s practice, a situation I am watching very closely. The other Jeff, the disk jockey, called for more pre-formatted faxes and I think I will hit him up for some radio advertising.
Harold, my first student in this town, called out of the blue after a year’s silence. He has gone back to computer school, and sure enough, has found out that they don’t teach you what I do. We have a database lesson scheduled for Friday morning. Freddie called and he is going to try an experiment of hooking two DSL modems to the same phone line, with different jacks. I’ll give you the results. (Even if we discover it cannot be done, we’ll try to figure out why. Two MACs? We’ll clone one.
[Author's note 2016-03-16: this is not a picture of water on the pavement. These are reflections of sunlight from the glass on the building pictured below.]
I’ve gone through the new song list, planning intros and outros. Guitar Jeff cannot practice on Mondays, seems I forgot he told me that. We have out thirty tunes, easily, but both know the importance of tight starts and stops. He likes the very country music I used to hate, but that was because at the time (until 1970) I associated it with cowboy greasers whom I really dislike even today. However, I will today take any money they care to spend on my music.
I see that wavy reflection photo is a winner, so here is another photo of the window that caused it, itself a rather novel scene. The sun in the upper right bounces off the panes, you can mentally match up the pylons in the two pictures, since both were taken from me standing in exactly the same spot.
The establishment is smack in the northwest corner of the gambling casino and has an unused door facing the huge parking lot. I’ll ask him to fix that in a hurry. If you ask me, the place is an excellent alternative to gambling, and can easily be made to seem like a relative bargain. The bowling is all French Canadians, but the bar, with dance floor, is sitting unused.
During a walk-through, I discovered the door I just mentioned leads right [from the parking lot] into the bar. The soon-to-be famous South Florida’s top country bar, if I can help it. I got from the staff that he has been paying as much as $200 for single entertainers, which I can work with. It would be too obvious if the casino did anything to impede access, and I know just where to advertise. I’ll get you some pictures and I’ll be talking to Bernie with a plan by Friday.
Country bar, country dance music. Country capital of the east coast. Gambling up ahead. Bowling, dancing, coffee, friends, turn in here. The club has around six tables, a bar with eight stools and your standard 20x12 Florida dance floor designed for midgets. I will make time to drop in there tomorrow in the daylight, and if you are good, you will get a full report. Tomorrow. Maybe.
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