This is what Kurt Vonnegut used to say. And every so often, when things are just happening, this is what I say. Vonnegut is up in heaven, sitting in a very comfortable chair, and as always, smoking.

Spring is almost here, for real. The grass is getting green in places, is patchy, and I think that I have heard robins. They have a very obnoxious sound. I always hear them before I see them.

Last year there were no swallows in the swallow box. I should mention to Pete that I think that it needs to be cleaned. It has the remnants of other occupant’s nests, but who knows, maybe the rent is cheaper.

I worked hard today, got the former banquet room of the historic Eagle hotel back in good working order. Last week I saw Atli, the owner out the front door, he was sweeping the parking lot. This is a guy who is a multi-millionaire. He has pizza shops all over Anchorage and in Europe, he assists his brother who has a heat pump factory that employes fifty people.

Anyhow, I went outside and I said to him that no, I have decided that I don’t want to own the Eagle Hotel. Of course, I still do, and it would be a great fit, but I am seeing that it’s a lot of work. Someone buys it, and we can be flat out on our asses.

I can see it, the books that were in the former banquet room in boxes, out by the curb. The landlord, of course will show no remorse. And where will I go from there? Maybe back to the Meeting House on Baily Street. I would like something like the warehouse across the way, that’s owned by the Bishop’s Attic Thrift store, diagonal to us across the street.

An alternative, and a good one, is for us to purchase the land across the street and build. I think this is rather wasteful, meaning we should use an existent structure rather than build a new one – but who am I to say? I actually have no say when it comes to the truly big decisions. I instead make lots of small, minor decisions. I don’t mind this. I know that some think they can make large decisions, but they are wrong, wrong, wrong.

Having the place across the street would also keep us in vicinity of the Eagle Hotel since we’d be across the street. So we might be able to get hotel space at a discounted rate.

We are closing in on our fundraising development plan. We are working with a very knowledgeable and level headed woman – she knows how to cut to the chase. She’ll assist us in getting our act together.

I got home too late to ride. I worked so hard that things might be different tomorrow. I’m enjoying, in my spare moments, reading the Leave it to Beaver book. I don’t know why this is – no one else seems even remotely interested in taking a look at this.

Next: 127. 5/9/26: Loss