The Way Things Work (Or don't)

Hello Guests:

What doesn't seem to work is blogging on Tuesdays. Like over night Tuesday became the almost busiest day of the week except for Friday nights when there's a band concert. You expect concert nights to be crazy, but Tuesdays? So here I am and unprepared at that. Lots of deliveries scheduled for tomorrow.

How much ink can you give over to a new barber in town anyway? Larry suggested the fellow, don't know the name yet, have a summer Saturday afternoon special: give haircuts and sell tickets. People might pay to watch a real barber give haircuts and shaves. Anything barbers do. Strop razors? I can see it now. "Limited Seating. Reserve Your Place Today. After Labor Day The Saturday Experience Is Done For the Year." And people say there's nothing to do in a small town! Really, you just have to be alive to the possibilities.

Slow today. Hot summer Mondays, you might as well strip and wax the floor. We even tried running a special, Leftovers on Monday. Not a lot of interest except one Monday when it rained and people came into town. We still do that special maybe once a month and tell people it's all of the month's leftovers since the last special, but it isn't not really. In the interim, we fed the raccoon till the health and garbage inspector told us to knock it off so we did.

Ah, closing time! Maybe Lar will be up for ice cream cones on the porch. Listen to the radio.I know I am. Glad you stopped in. Have a great week.

Jenn