fixer

another grand day in Dublin yesterday. Went to the horse track for the day in a private suite with a company who wants my business. They are good guys to go on the piss with, and after the track, we put that to the test. A pub in Temple Bar for a few scoops, then off to a blues club. SOme drunken asshole almost got himself hurt when he spilled his drink on my leg then spat on me when he realized I was an American. The lads from the UK are some 'ard men too, and they jumped in to stop things before they got ugly. More booze, then off to another pub where there was some Brazillian night and capeorra (sp?) going on. Brazillian girls are lovely, and I think the lads were also impressed at my suave skills in getting the digits from the hostess of the night.

Yeah, I think Dublin is growing on me. It feels a bit more like LA, at least more so than Cork, so I know it's just a matter of a short while before I'll have all the juice I need to be getting in where I need to be and skipping queues and cover charges and whatnot.

The business plan is about done, we go in front of some investors this week. Wish us luck!