everyone knows i’m crazy.

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c made me join this silly contest, the abdominator, and that means being photographed and agreeing to give $10 to the winner (most improved over 90 days.) the amazing thing about this “contest” that Peet came up with, is that all the people who signed up have unbelievably great abs. i wish i could post all the photos to show you that these are the best abs you ever saw in your life!, not the photo i’m showing you obviously of my “abs” but the photos of ALL the other people who signed up for the abdomintor… i joined because #1. c made me. and #2. i thought there shoud be a token fat guy to make the thing more interesting.
No. i do not plan to change my eating or my non- exercise habits for this contest.
yes, i plan to pay the winner $10 because i want to show my support as the boss.

i never thought in a million years i would post a pic of my belly online… c nearly had a heart attack laughing as she drew this horse on my stomach. i am posting this so that the other participants in the abdominbator can and will agree to their pics being posted so that we might expand the “judging” phase to a broader audience.

i am now finished with my back to back friday/ saturday doubles in the kitchen. it was overall a good weekend, despite the fact that we basically went down in flames as we delivered the wrong calzone to the wrong person, re-made the wrong calzone and found out it was still wrong a second time, and finally at 10:30 pm delivered the right calzone, undercooked, to the right person, an hour late…
and had to heat and add anchovies to a large pie at the same time because somebody, namely me, forgot to put them on there before we baked the pizza.
but i still chalk it up as a good weekend because:
1. we had a mad musician and a sick musician cancel and we learned a lot and found a nice entertainer replacement.
2. people were waiting for a table even though it was about minus a million and ten degeees outside. (i thought this was a phenomenon until matt told me that he waited 45 minutes for a table on friday night at applebees. for the record, he wasn’t going to actually eat at applebees but just meet some family and get a drink.)
3. even though both my kitchen managers are out of town and in la la love land with their freshie mamas… we managed to survive and get through it wihtout too much incedent, except for the ones previously mentioned and those might have happened anyway all except me working two doubles in a row…
and 4. my mom and sister and neice and nephew are coming to visit tomorrow and that will make my weekend a great one!

can you still love me if my belly is enlarged? but what if i’m on the pizza/ beer/ brownie diet? can’t i get points for that?

eat satchel’s pizza/ why? because we try hard.

everyone knows i'm crazy.

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c made me join this silly contest, the abdominator, and that means being photographed and agreeing to give $10 to the winner (most improved over 90 days.) the amazing thing about this “contest” that Peet came up with, is that all the people who signed up have unbelievably great abs. i wish i could post all the photos to show you that these are the best abs you ever saw in your life!, not the photo i’m showing you obviously of my “abs” but the photos of ALL the other people who signed up for the abdomintor… i joined because #1. c made me. and #2. i thought there shoud be a token fat guy to make the thing more interesting.
No. i do not plan to change my eating or my non- exercise habits for this contest.
yes, i plan to pay the winner $10 because i want to show my support as the boss.

i never thought in a million years i would post a pic of my belly online… c nearly had a heart attack laughing as she drew this horse on my stomach. i am posting this so that the other participants in the abdominbator can and will agree to their pics being posted so that we might expand the “judging” phase to a broader audience.

i am now finished with my back to back friday/ saturday doubles in the kitchen. it was overall a good weekend, despite the fact that we basically went down in flames as we delivered the wrong calzone to the wrong person, re-made the wrong calzone and found out it was still wrong a second time, and finally at 10:30 pm delivered the right calzone, undercooked, to the right person, an hour late…
and had to heat and add anchovies to a large pie at the same time because somebody, namely me, forgot to put them on there before we baked the pizza.
but i still chalk it up as a good weekend because:
1. we had a mad musician and a sick musician cancel and we learned a lot and found a nice entertainer replacement.
2. people were waiting for a table even though it was about minus a million and ten degeees outside. (i thought this was a phenomenon until matt told me that he waited 45 minutes for a table on friday night at applebees. for the record, he wasn’t going to actually eat at applebees but just meet some family and get a drink.)
3. even though both my kitchen managers are out of town and in la la love land with their freshie mamas… we managed to survive and get through it wihtout too much incedent, except for the ones previously mentioned and those might have happened anyway all except me working two doubles in a row…
and 4. my mom and sister and neice and nephew are coming to visit tomorrow and that will make my weekend a great one!

can you still love me if my belly is enlarged? but what if i’m on the pizza/ beer/ brownie diet? can’t i get points for that?

eat satchel’s pizza/ why? because we try hard.

the abdominator

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at work, there is this thing, called the abdominator, where people try to see who gets most improved abs in 90 days. and the rules state you have to have 2 photos of “before”, front and side view.
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man, was it a cold night. people waited like champions. people played live music like super champions. pies were looking top notch. yvan pointed out that both my kitchen managers are out of town and the place is running fine. i’m working doubles on friday and saturday, but yes, satchels is jammed packed with awesome employees and customers. i cannot say enough about the power house and the title town.

i heard 2 rumors tonight. one is that cindi lauper had a bird s%&* in her mouth when she was singing one time. and the other is that pq dropped out of the adominator competition 2007.

go gators #1.

lightnin’ strikes twice!

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valentine’s day 2007. i spent my day at the restaurant, checking in on a cooler, cleaning out the silver boy (shed), re-organizing the silver boy (now that’s love), putting in a new booth at LSE, listening to some live music, and eating a pesto pizza with the in-laws, and my wife and kids… the place was humming along nicely all day, and me and the family even ate lunch together at Sonny Tillman’s place, Caroline and I had on matching “Satchel’s is for Lovers” t-shirts, and our kids had on matching red shirts with hearts sewn on by their very own minko (grandmother). we sat there all in our bright red and we sorta stood out, like we were the only ones celebrating Valentine’s Day… my son figured it was a holiday and he didn’t have to go to school. my wife decided to make valentines’ with the kids and deliver them to people we love… it just makes me sick with the sweetness of it all…

silas also came up with several new t-shirt ideas tonight on the way home from dinner. working with the satchel’s is for lovers theme, he claimed “satchels is for pirates” and told me to draw a pirate ship on the back… “satchel’s is for rednecks” in which i decided i should draw myself on the back, with my handlebar moustache and nascar hat, but C said it should say “satchel IS a redneck”… he came up with “satchel’s is for acrobats” and finally he says, “now this is a crack up, this one… Satchel’s is for customers…

and the photo above is a poster that john and i are working on… it’s going to be a full color poster now keep in mind… the jamaican flag is a nice touch i think. the photos in sepia tone, very cool. still lots to do there but a sneak peek for people in the know you know.

jah live.

lightnin' strikes twice!

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valentine’s day 2007. i spent my day at the restaurant, checking in on a cooler, cleaning out the silver boy (shed), re-organizing the silver boy (now that’s love), putting in a new booth at LSE, listening to some live music, and eating a pesto pizza with the in-laws, and my wife and kids… the place was humming along nicely all day, and me and the family even ate lunch together at Sonny Tillman’s place, Caroline and I had on matching “Satchel’s is for Lovers” t-shirts, and our kids had on matching red shirts with hearts sewn on by their very own minko (grandmother). we sat there all in our bright red and we sorta stood out, like we were the only ones celebrating Valentine’s Day… my son figured it was a holiday and he didn’t have to go to school. my wife decided to make valentines’ with the kids and deliver them to people we love… it just makes me sick with the sweetness of it all…

silas also came up with several new t-shirt ideas tonight on the way home from dinner. working with the satchel’s is for lovers theme, he claimed “satchels is for pirates” and told me to draw a pirate ship on the back… “satchel’s is for rednecks” in which i decided i should draw myself on the back, with my handlebar moustache and nascar hat, but C said it should say “satchel IS a redneck”… he came up with “satchel’s is for acrobats” and finally he says, “now this is a crack up, this one… Satchel’s is for customers…

and the photo above is a poster that john and i are working on… it’s going to be a full color poster now keep in mind… the jamaican flag is a nice touch i think. the photos in sepia tone, very cool. still lots to do there but a sneak peek for people in the know you know.

jah live.

weddings and birthdays

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yesterday mark got married. c and i had a great time at the wedding although i was worried about the restaurant for a while and frustrated that getting both heaters on was an unobtainable task without me. today i woke up and baked a cake, went to work and removed and cleaned the oven stones, went out to melrose and met friends to celebrate c’s birthday, and came home and painted a lightnin’ slavage sign that will go on the satchel’s building above a new board that will advertise things going on back there. tomorrow is actually c’s birthday and so she wants and deserves my undivided attention for the day. should be fun. maybe we’ll even go out for dinner.
the photo has nothing to do with anything mentioned here, it was just an old one i dug up for the sake of nostalgia.

friday night

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tonight was busy, as every friday night is. things went okay i guess. i was having some trouble with the ovens. seems the stones need to be taken out and cleaned real good. i’ve got a wobbly stone on the bottom left, and some spots that seem to be causing holes in pies and zones. table 11’s order didn’t get turned in. they had 2 steak calzones. we made them as fast as we could but then in the speed to cook them, one of them blew a hole out in the bottom and got soggy. after that things went downhill. pies kept getting holes, i kept trying to get the pies arranged properly. my fatigue was showing…
when i’m cooking i want to be the best there is. i want to be the master of my ovens. tonight my ovens got the better of me.
the band was loud but good. we had Peet on salads and he was great to have around, even after working a double.
it’s almost 2 am. the day manager, Mark, is getting married tomorrow so i went out to share a drink and get something to eat besides pizza. it’s way too late for me. good night.

markers

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the number 6 car i think i bought at a thrift store. the 3 under it were all my personal creations when i was in the pinewood derby. the trophy someone else brought in. the pinewood derby was cool. i was a scout and we all got blocks of wood to carve and paint and race. there was a long track and we met up at the methodist church. my cars weren’t winners, or if they one a couple rounds, they did not win the whole derby. but they looked good and that’s what really counts, right?
making and racing those cars is one of my clearest of childhood memories. and painting cars is a hobby i still haven’t given up.

lately i’ve been enjoying drawing with markers. it’s something i have always loved to do but i also don’t do very often. but since silas is old enough to also enjoy drawing, we have been having some drawing sessions on the dining room table lately. i have a pretty good collection of nice markers and i just need to build up my kids marker collection some more. i am so manic during my days that the drawing helps me unwind at night when i’m not at work. and speaking of work, i am coming to terms with the fact that i must take some nights off. working one shift a day is enough. working split shifts once in while is fine. working doubles sometimes is unavoidable. but striving for the one shift a day is ideal. usually it’s tues and wed day, thurs split, and fri and sat night. i love my job. sometimes too much. sometimes i let it all get to me and take it all too seriously.

it is only pizza after all.

today i picked up the pieces of two broken whitlygig spinners and for an instant i considered the task of making a whirlygig out of these two starter pieces, and nailing it to the satchel’s sign. this would be incredible fun for me. so much so that it might get me in trouble with my wife for not working but playing; “june bugging” as she likes to claim i do. i held those peices in my hand for a good 30 seconds as i considered the task and how much fun it would be, and then i put them down, thought about how much the tool room needed to be organized instead, and went to run the other errands i was slated to do for the day. harvest thyme switched from pepsi to coke and was giving me some unused pepsi products. sweet dreams was unloading a great extra booth that i could use in lightnin’ salvage… i love that the local businesses are connected like they seem to be. i know the satchel’s bookkeeper helps out with the bakery books… we eat at the jones and vice versa…
anway, i was feeling pretty sorry for harvest thyme because they are just entering their coke years… i’m glad to be through them already. maybe they have more luck than i did, i certainly hope so. put it this way: switching soda companies at your restaurant is not something you want to do, it’s something you are forced into for reasons beyond your control. the company you are using, be it coke or pepsi, start driving you out of your mind for some long list of growing reasons, and you finally snap and call the other guy. at that point it may be 6 months before your daily routine is back to normal. i could go into all the reasons it drives you nuts, but it’s not worth it. i’ve said it before… if i had to open any other business, i would try and come up with a local alternative to coke and pepsi. i believe it could be done. i’m not saying it would be easy, but it could be done… but i’m not gonna do it…
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watering my plants is like drawing. it helps me unwind and process my mind. i get so kinked up and so high strung in my days. i guess i try and do too much, tackle more than i can actually acheive… but the plants move slowly. they grow slowly. they even bloom, some of them, sometimes. this one is probably my favorite flower. i broke a peice from a plant at my great aunts house many years ago. aunt lillian lived in a cute house, right behind the main street publix, just a block from the 2nd street bakery. she lived there since God was a little boy. she was in her late 90’s when she died a few years back. well, that little clipping i got from her, i didn’t know what it was, but one day it just busted out with this flower. it’s bigger than my hand and i have big hands. i live in my granny’s house now, aunt lillian was her sister.

sunday/ monday

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i took down my paintings yesterday. the one pictured is my favorite. i sold all the paintings but one and the one that didn’t sell is one i really like, so i’ll frame it and keep it. the new show is high school students from Eastside High School. it is a great show, with all different styles of work. i love seeing students work, because teenagers have things they need to express. art is a healthy outlet. i know when i was a teenager, i needed to paint my car, and my walls, and anything really. i spray painted football feilds, and even the county dock on the st. johns river. i was a bit of a vandal but in a modest way. i remember making a stencil and spray painting it around Atlanta. one said, “halle” and under that “lujah”. another one said “be polite”. i think there was one that said “slow down” and under that “enjoy life.” whish is ironic because i go at about a million miles a second and i have no clue how to slow down, although i do enjoy life.
i’m supposed to be doing the dishes but i am procrastinating. it’s only 11:30pm anyway. i made 2 new menu backs today, i started them yesterday. numbers 22 and 23. i put up colored plastic sheets in the screen porch at satchel’s today. these big blocks of translucent colored acrylic let colored light flood in the porch and it’s like a spiritual experience. it was an overcast day and the light coming through those panels was filling me with wonder. i can’t wait to see them on a clear day, i’m almost tempted to drive up there now and see how it looks with the christmas lights on inside, pushing the color out by night.
i feel like an architect. i have visions for this porch… tomorrow i’ll get some stained glass too, eventually we’ll build in some booth seats, hang some japanese lanterns, re-paint brighter colors, hopefully even mosaic the floor…
i better go do the dishes… i want to start my day early and be out of the house by 8.

house paint on metal

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blogging twice in the same day is overboard i know. i should be watching the superbowl or something. but we picked up food from liquid ginger and once i got home we realized the whole order was not there. i wrote a menu back recently too praising how liquid ginger never makes mistakes… which goes to prove that no one is infallible.
i’m just randomly picking photos now to post. here’s one a day after i painted my brand new truck flat primer grey. i thought i just wanted it flat grey but the grey turned out too light, and then i decided to paint one orange stripe, and then got carried away. i’ll throw in a newer picture too.
caroline is busting me from behind…
“what you doing over there blogger?”
“nothing,” i spin around in my desk chair, sip my wine, act casual.
“just hangin’ out on my day off. you know, unwinding, looking aound…”

i’ve got a problem, i know. too many projects. projects coming out my ears.
the kids skipped nap though which means we’ll have them in bed by 8, and then we’ll watch a movie because we finally broke down and decided to get a TV. after over 20 years without one… but we don’t have cable, just the built in dvd player so we can watch the occasional movie.

liquid ginger let me down, but luckily i had the better half of that delicious satchel’s calzone, so i called back and got them to credit my card… i just didn’t want to drive back in town. it was a big deal to get myself there in the first place. it’s cold and i live in the country…