More business stuff

More business stuff. I’m getting really tired of business arrangements. I had to train one of the places I sell scopes to, I had to get them up to speed on the idea that, for what they pay me, I don’t have to generate an invoice. I send scopes, they send money. If I have to invoice and do all that other paperwork, then the price goes way up. “Current hold time is [pause] 5 minutes.” I had to activate two credit cards yesterday. And, as official as possible, South By South West has just about started. The black clad, alternative set is in town, clutching phones to their ears, and crowding our normally uncongested sidewalks. “Ranch (dressing) is the unifying factor of humankind.” — Steph (Gemini waitress at Mag.) SXSW (local non-alternative code name: South By So What) guarantees long lines everywhere, and rain — lots of gray, leaden skies. Come home to Frank Zappa singing about Catholic Girls. The current buzz I heard is all the hot acts are alt.County. I knew I should’ve gone down to listen to my favorite cowboy yodeler last night — Don Walser (Virgo). But in keeping with my own advice, I did wear a black turtleneck, when I finally got changed into street clothes — around three yesterday afternoon.