There's this fantastic Yo La Tengo song I get in my head sometimes when I'm driving called Little Honda-I think it's a Beach Boys tune (sorry for my ignorance, Dave). The chorus goes like this:
First gear, it's all right. Second gear, hang on tight.
Third gear, ain't I right. Faster, it's all right.
Second gear, hang on tight.
Plan B is about to come into play, and come into play quick. I gotta start serving some soup. I gotta cook or I'm gonna lose it. So, I'm looking to rent a commercial kitchen space while finishing the truck. I've got a couple of leads and am gonna check them out Thursday...
Third gear's gonna be some mad juggling as I get the truck ready and put a cooking and distribution plan into play- fast!
It's all right.
Lots of awesome stuff is happening, though. See? Lots of hours down at the paint and printing shop this week so far. But it's gonna look cool. Or hot. Or warm limey green.
|Painter to paint seller, after asking about drying times, "Well, SHE seems to like it."|
And I'm definitely getting some buzz, like an email from Ottawa Magazine, which is cool. Which I'm not ready for, but is pushing me to have more momentum.
Faster, it's all right.
I'm in discussions with Winterlude, and though that'll be cold, I'll be cooking in the commercial kitchen and using the truck as a sales space with floor insulation and some extra heat. Just gotta get me a kitchen and some