DNA Sequencing

with your host
Jamie Zawinski

It's raining today. There is a leak in the roof. Yay.

Last week I disassembled the ticket booth, sound booth, downstairs bar, and upstairs front bar. This meant about three and a half days of swinging a sledgehammer and crowbars. For the first couple of days, I didn't think I would ever get sick of hitting things with a hammer, but it did get old after a while, especially when working on the upstairs bar, which was seriously over-engineered, and really hard to break down. Basically, I couldn't get a crowbar into any of the connecting joints, so plan B was to just hit the surface of the bar with the sledgehammer about two hundred times until it finally splintered. (I took some pictures, but I haven't gotten them developed yet.)

Most of my friends didn't show up to help me with this. They probably think they're getting into the club for free once we open. Ha ha.

I think we've got our desired floorplan pretty much nailed down at this point, so now we need to get bids from contractors and figure out how to fit it all into our budget.

I've written up some details about the remodeling plan. Please check it out and tell me what you think! It's a fairly long document, and at the end is a list of the problems that I haven't solved yet, so if you have any suggestions, I'd love to hear them.

I pulled down some plywood covering a section of one of our fine concrete walls, and underneath it is an ancient metal fire door: the kind that hangs from wheels on a track, and slides sideways to open. It's covered with bolts and looks like it's built to contain an explosion.

And they just walled over this beautiful mechanism! Savages!

I spent a while scraping paint off and removing restraining bolts, but I haven't been able to move the door more than a few inches yet. I think I need a rope. I'm guessing that this door opens onto the back of the ovens at the pizza place next door (but I can feel cold air coming through the crack, which is odd.) Some time ago, we had talked with Michael from Za about maybe opening a window between our businesses so that he could sell pizza into our space, and this might make that really easy...

It feels like we didn't get a whole lot done this week. Somehow we were in meetings and on the phone constantly, yet I can hardly remember what we did. Maybe that's just because it's been a while since I've hit anything with a crowbar. Ok, let's see...

Alas, poor Twenty Tank:

Remodeling:

Kiosks:

Sound System:

Lighting: