The light at the end of the tunnel is shining on a beer!

Day 23.


Well ya know,turns out we have had a very good season after all. It started out slow and Mrs. Barn was a bit concerned after losing our other gig and all. But things have turned around nicely. We don’t even miss the other gig. Well,, the only thing we ever missed was the income and that apparently won’t be an issue.
It’s hard to predict a season what with the economy and all, but folks seem to be still wanting to vacation. I still say it looks like the swankier joints are being hurt more as folks seem to be scaling it back a bit more, ratcheting back some of that spending. Good for us, not so good for the fancy-pants places.

So how’s my lens quest going you ask?



Well very fine indeed, thanks for asking. Here I am starting day #23 and I can see the beer at the end of the bartop! I can see it without even squinting! Cold, frosty, winking at me with that come hither look. “Barn, come back, we miss you.”
We can give Mrs. Barn a lot of credit as well she has been right here with me all along. She did want to throw in the towel and kill me on day #3, but we plowed thru that rough spot.
In just a matter of days, I am going to string up the yellow caution tape all around the property and make preps for the ‘welcome back’ bender!
And how appropriate to have it all happen around Zombie Jesus festivities.
As a certain other group will be attending the “Seeder by the Sea” you’ll find my ass over at “The Bender on the Beach.”
And unlike those who embrace seeing people come back from the dead,(zombies)if Zombie Jesus wanders up to 'The Bender' from "The Seeder', arms hanging out in front of him, staggering, mumbling "Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrr", there will be a fight. If he was 'born again', he can die again.
Don't fuck with a man on a mission Zombie Jesus!







The whole world is about three drinks behind.