Man, I’m going to write about something else entirely, but first I have to say, I just spent my lunch break out in this incredible spring weather: warm and humid, but with a cool breeze like a sip of lemonade—or perhaps iced tea, which I bought at that hidden oenophile haven, the Short Stop on Orange Avenue. With my tea and a bag of peanuts, I walked away from the water for once and sat down with my book in Laurel Park—as in, the park itself, not just the neighborhood. It was quiet but for blue jays and mockingbirds, and completely deserted. I tell you, with all these peaceful scenes so near to the office, it’s all I can do to maintain my neuroses.
A sampling of our high-tech advertising.
Anyway, I’m happy to report another successful weekend—even though it started at 6 a.m. on Saturday, as we rose to beat the pre-dawn yard-sale crazies we were warned would be knocking. They didn’t, of course, but at least we were ready to open our garage door at first light. Not exactly a deluge of shoppers (fortunately, there wasn’t an actual deluge, either), but we did make $125, which added up to a $100 profit after $4 for poster board signs and $21 for an ad in the Bradenton Herald. (Perhaps you saw it; the headline read, “Buy our stuff—we’re going to Vegas!”) I’m not even sure the ad was all that useful. We should’ve handed out “How did you hear about us?” customer surveys to plan future marketing strategies.
CCB keeps an eye out for customers.
I bet Felicity Huffman would’ve kicked the snot out of him.
My new best friends.
I’m off to satisfy my Ca’Rina panini craving before heading to the Hollywood 20. Anybody else seen any interesting movies at this year’s Sarasota Film Festival? What kind of fun have you been having, inside the theater and out? Leave me a comment and let me know.