- Seven and a half years and we're still here!
- We had a whole bunch of shows.
- Bootie is still an unstoppable juggernaut.
- We added the Absinthe bar.
- The video webcast is available in Flash form as well as RealVideo.
- After two and a half years of fighting (or seven, depending on how you count), we succeeded in negotiating the conversion of our liquor license to one that allows us to do all ages shows.
- We won Best Dance Club in the SF Bay Guardian Best of the Bay readers poll, and a bunch of our regular events and alumni won as well.
And now some bad things. I haven't posted about most of these before, since I am surrounded by people who consider any exchange of information to be the giving of power to the enemy. So, the following is only ever so slightly redacted:
- We hired a booker / talent buyer in order to get more live shows in here, and actually take advantage of our all ages license. The fellow we hired didn't work out, and that experiment cost a fortune. Now we're looking for a new person in order to try again. (We have some hopeful prospects, but we haven't hired anyone yet.)
- Attendance is down around 30% this year. It's not just us; the whole industry is suffering. Blame the economy? Blame gas prices? Who knows. What I know is, it's hard to pay my staff.
- A couple years ago, we used to do this party called
What does that 2006 incident have to do with 2008, you're wondering? Well, years later,is suing us. We don't even know how much they're fishing for yet. . You may remember it as . Well, one night, . , , but that was the end of that party. I kicked those promoters out that night, and we haven't done an event with them since.
- Last year, we let someone put on a rather repulsive event called
What does that 2007 incident have do with 2008, you're wondering? I'll bet you can guess: she's suing us. Why isn't she suing, who actually caused ? That's a very good question. . , , , . It was gross. Even grosser, though, is that ... , .
- Earlier this year, someone said to me, "I just had to fill out a police report, because some guy lost his ear." I asked, "How does that even happen?" The answer: "He fell down. And tore his ear off. I saw his skull."
- Regarding both of the aforementioned suits, our insurance broker advised us that whatever we do, we shouldn't submit a claim to our insurance company, but instead should litigate on our own, because as soon as you submit a claim they raise your rates and then drop you at the end of the term. This obviously raises the question of what exactly we're paying them for. I think that what this really means is that our insurance broker is , so we submitted the claims anyway. (Trying to find non-extortionate insurance for a nightclub? Not easy.)
You're probably laughing, thinking "oh, how silly", and wondering if.
Guess again. They're trying to. ABC , . And my lawyer is telling me . , . But what we did get in late July was ! , , for months . , . , , . ( , ) and are shocked, shocked at .
Every Thursday afternoon, we have our staff meeting.
Every week, the meeting fills me with dread. My stomach is in knots before this meeting, in anticipation of all the unsatisfying answers I will get to my questions to the henchmen, and of all the bad news they will bring me. Sometimes these knots begin ten minutes after I wake up on Thursday. Sometimes they begin on Tuesday. After the meeting, I sit at home for hours vibrating, trying to distract myself from the absurdity I've just absorbed.
So, uh. That's how my year was. How was yours?
Happy New Year.