Business before pleasure means I don’t get to blog because I’m trying to run a business and what kind of life is that? And how do you explain karaoke nite at the strip club and we’re taking turns sliding down the pole? Is that the business of pleasure or a recipe for thigh blisters?
Life is full of decisions and a lot of them leave you feeling stupid. Sometimes I sit in my pick up and wonder why I’m so broke and why there’re crumbs all over the place and I didn’t take the time to fix the burnt out bulb and the damn thing is an ’83. My wallet is full of receipts cuz I bought other people things with my money. Sheetrock screws. Curtain rod rings. Something to keep the corner of the rug down. Where’s the money in this? And why don’t I spend more time writing?
Being broke sucks after a good couple years. Art careers aren’t like carpet cleaning careers. With the latter your clientelle grows and you make better bids and you make more money. But everyone has carpet, not everyone needs a rock band. Or a poet. Or a blogger.
They tell me rock music in the 90′s was all self loathing. As a reaction to the feel good 80′s. Are my decades reactions to each other as well? Is that why people stop dying their hair purple in their 30′s?
“business before pleasure” .. Yes, but after 8 hours of business, you need to take some time to relax, or you’ll go crazy. What you do to relax is up to you, though you may suffer the consequences (blisters!) if you choose poorly.
If you are buying things for customers, you should be invoicing them for it (parts + labor)! You don’t have to use some crazy number for the labor. If they refuse, then they didn’t need it!
Friends should be willing to pay for parts, otherwise, what kinda friends are they?
Being broke, in part, is because of not saving money. Save 10% before anything, and the rest, well, we’re human, so we’ll burn it.
As far as I know, blogs have no money (besides ads? don’t have any here, don’t think they would generate much). So if you want to make money writing, write a book. You could use your blog as inspiration, or not.
Am I making any sense, or you think I’m totally misunderstanding you?
Comment by Belcat — July 27, 2010 @ 5:58 am
I love you Jon Rolston. No matter what color your hair is.
Comment by Oggy — July 28, 2010 @ 6:10 pm
Give a guy a badge and suddenly he’s all business. Who are you, man?!?!?!
Comment by Lyle_S — July 28, 2010 @ 8:02 pm
You could make your version of SuperTroopers, with the badge and all.
Comment by poops — July 29, 2010 @ 2:23 am
When you run into old friends and acquaintances and they ask, “You still being creative?” and the answer is, “I painted a funny logo on my truck,” is that what they mean? Laying in bed at night and trying to figure out how to bill someone an extra forty bucks to cover the gas and tolls you forgot to include, is that “being creative”?
I’ve run into that questions a lot lately. And the desire is there but I spend much more time working. The fact I’m not really sad about that is kinda sad.
Comment by Rolston — July 30, 2010 @ 10:13 pm
Creativity is Creativity, don”t ‘em rassle you in…
Comment by chrome1 — July 30, 2010 @ 11:51 pm
i prefer retardivity over creativity
Comment by rodger — July 31, 2010 @ 4:06 pm
ha ha ass face
Comment by rodger — July 31, 2010 @ 4:07 pm
rodger I’m gonna sock you in the nuts. rodger that?
Comment by Rolston — July 31, 2010 @ 11:47 pm