Wednesday, June 30, 2004

Yes I scratched on the first eight ball. But the second game I whooped Travis' butt. "OK Lil you may have beaten Kerry but now let's see if you can play with the big boys" " Travis I'm so scared!! " Lil I brought my own pool cue." I don't give a shit . "I'll use one of the bar's crappy , crooked pool cues and still beat you." I used to love playing pool. I used to play almost everyday when I was in college. Now I'm lucky if I play twice a year. I really sucked last night too. But it was still good enough to win. That's all that counts.
One of our fucking future deals fell through. I'm fucking pissed off about it. So much financial and emotional energy fucking wasted. Lee was pretty heartbroken because this particular project was his brainchild. He was a bit crushed. I'm not crushed. This is business. If you play hard ball you have to be willing to walk away. No biggie. We just have to find another project that is of the same calibre.
The boys have started the last drive before opening. Basically what that means is that they are working 16 hour days trying to get the San Antonio bar ready. Kevin called me last night and had me hysterical laughing. ( not really funny for him) He told me that 2 nights previous Stiffler had wedged his head in between a door jamb and a moving latter. He said Stiffler was fine. What happened after that is unbelievable. Kevin went home and was recounting the story to his girlfriend. He was being very animated while telling the story and whipped his head back for a nice visual effect. Well as he whipped his head back he heard something pop. He ended up spending yesterday going to three different doctors to make sure he was alright. One doctor actually told him he could of paralysed himself. All because he was making fun of Stiffler. That would suck " I'm permenantly injured because I told a story" If this happens to people all the time , I wonder if it effects Italians the most? I would say they are a very animated people. I better warn my son, he's half Italian.

Tuesday, June 29, 2004

The Beave broke her leg!! Man, Marshall had to work 92 hours last week to cover her shifts. " Your killing me Beave" But at least she sent me a picture of herself in a cast.
Stiffler is in the dog house. Lee sent him to a concert to do some marketing for the girl search in San Antonio. Well he gets a call 1 hour later from Stiffler saying that he got kicked out of the concert venue for an altercation with some guy. Lee was pissed. I have a feeling that Stiffler will be scrubbing toilets for the next week. The life of an intern can be hazardous.
I'm leaving for san Antonio in 10 days. Basically that gives me 10 days to get to the gym and get my fat ass into my jeans. J Lo has nothing on me. I've gained a few pounds since the Panama City opening. It is a genetic fact that latin people, such as myself, gain weight right in their butt. I can't fight my birthright.
It's 4 am and I have been working for the last hour. I'm just a little delirious.

Saturday, June 26, 2004

It is interesting how much stress you feel right before an opening. Kevin is feeling stress over getting the construction done, the POS installed and learned, the community board allowing us to use certain signage. Lee is concerned about his marketing plan bringing in enough girls to the girl search, the decor of the place , and being able to travel while getting all of his work done. Jacqui is worried about getting good girls who can get the dances while still be salespeople, and training them within a week. I'm worried about going over budget, getting along with a new gm, finding quality girls, working the food service into our formula, and getting our real liquor license. Jeff is not worried about anything. He just can't wait to come down and drink. He is our balance right now.
I have done so many of these openings and they are all still very stressfull. It's definitely a must yoga day.

Friday, June 25, 2004

This letter makes it all worth it. I"M SO PROUD!
Comments: Lil, I have to let you know about your amazing crew in the N.O. bar. There's this guy, James, who comes into the bar now and then. He walks with a limp and seems mentally handicapped... all the girls and the guys take great care of him, they are super friendly with him, and even buy him sodas (he doesn't drink.) In fact, the cute little blonde bartender (never caught her name) even took him to Hooter's and bought him dinner, all out of the goodness of her heart... well, he's NOT mentall handicapped. It turns out that he was hit by a car crossing the street when he was 14; it fractured his skull from one ear to the other and mangled his body. He's got all his mental faculties, but he's trapped in a broken body. He's a fantastic artist and a brilliant poet. The point is, nobody at the bar KNEW his story- they were so kind and friendly to him just out of the goodness of their hearts, and it brought joy to his dismal existence. He lives in a group home; his parents died when he was a boy. I just thought you should know what great people you have working for you.

Thursday, June 24, 2004

I'm so excited. I'm trying to negotiate a deal to sponser an Ultimate fighter. How fucking cool is that. I don't want to jinx it so I won't print his name. But he's very good. I just looked him up on the web and he's got a very high winning percentage. They have a chart listing all of his fights and how he won ( or lost ). It will read TKO ( technical knockout, I think?); CUT. Or TKO; STRIKE. The funniest one was Submission; REAR NAKED CHOKE. I don't know what that move is but it sounds pretty sexy to me. I informed Jeff today that we were working on this. All he could say is please don't get into illegal cock fighting. Of course I would never do that. I hate abuse on animals. But I would go to an underground cage fight ( involving men). Maybe me and a few Coyotes can have a girl's night out at the next local cage fight. I bet Chantel and Veronica would dig that. Hell they might even enter.
Last night my son asked me to put up a tent in his room. Of course it didn't come with instructions. I got it up but it looks nothing like the picture. In the picture the tent looks like a dome. The tent I made looks like a teepee. As long as we don't have to weather the elements, it should be fine.
Big day today.



Wednesday, June 23, 2004

What was supposed to be me just working the day shift turned into closing the bar last night. I had to laugh because I told Chantel she didn't have to come in and Aaron is in Austin. So of course the Jukebox went down last night and to boot the back up stereo was on the fritz. So the girls had to wing it for a couple of hours before the jukebox guy came. They did very well. I don't think anyone left because there was no music. There actually was music but it was so low you couldn't hear it. An old Coyote NY bartender was in, Romi. Well Romi and I went out til 4 am. I took Kerry , the bouncer with me. He really should be a dance captain. He knows all the choreographed routines and he is an awesome freestyle dancer. The ladies were definitely digging Kerry last night. Yes of course our last stop was a strip club. I can't lie the talent was pretty dismal last night. But I bought Kerry a lap dance anyway. Veronica is doing some live web broadcast on www.nola.com It's called Behind Bourbon. Perhaps she will show her true insanity on the web program. You never know what you are going to get with Veronica. That's all folks.

Tuesday, June 22, 2004

I have been getting a ton of e-mails. The funny ones are from people I knew years ago who saw the CMT special or "Faking It" and are writing to say hello. One guy , Gerry, wrote me a few days ago. I met him at the Blue and Gold bar in NYC many years ago. Mispent youth. I would go in between classes ( sometimes instead of classes) and play pool there. It was funny because in his letter he wrote something along the lines of " from your old boyfriend". So I wrote him back saying " nice try but quite a stretch saying you were my old boyfriend." Pretty funny.
I got another letter from a guy that bartended with me at the first bar I ever worked at called Trevis. His name is Joe. He wrote that it would be funny if they made a show about that bar. I wrote back saying that we could reenact the night when he passed out in the basement and the owner locked him down there until morning. I don't think he was pleased that I remembered that. I also remembered that he would pack the bar with all his friends but couldn't bartend to save his life. Just wasn't the life for him. One last memory to share. One of my NYU friends came to visit me one night when I was bartending. Joe drove her home. She was a bit drunk. She threw up several times next to his car. He actual identified her whole meal from the remnants of throw up on the road. " You ate a ceasar salad with chicken. You had fruit for dessert." I looked too but all I saw was gross vomit. Maybe that is a skill that he will use somewhere in his life. Who knows?
Today I am the day manager at the New Orleans bar so I have to get going.

Monday, June 21, 2004

"It's hotter then 2 rats fucking in a wool sock" I just heard that one today. I may not have put it that way, but she's right, it's pretty damn hot.
I just received an e-mail from a friend of mine this morning. She told me she has a recurring dream that my house is swept away by a flood. She said in this dream she always saves Jackson but can never save me. My first thought is happy because she saves Jackson. My second thought is, as long as it is a dream, how about adding some hot rescue workers . They can save me.
A lot going on in the work place. Kevin just got back from Nashville. I sent Lee to Wiakiki. We are rocking and rolling. I love the idea of opening up in Hawaii. How fun. You work and then you take your lunch break on the beach.
The last time I went to Hawaii it took me 18 hours to get home. That sucked. It definitely took the fun out of the vacation. I have gotten a lot of really nice vacation suggestions from people. I just can't seem to get myself to actually take one. I took off a full day this past weekend. That counts. I laughed so hard because on Friday I spoke with Lee and Kevin . I told them that I wanted to take off the rest of the day and Saturday as well. Lee replied " you should of told me that a few days ahead of time" He definitely seemed put off by the fact that I wanted to take time off. At the end of our conversation I said call me on Sunday. Well I shut my phone off Friday night and when I put it back on there were 5 missed messages. 3 from Lee and 2 from kevin. I just had to laugh because everything I said about taking the day off went in one ear and out the other. I said to Lee , I told you I was taking the day off. He said " But Lil I had to tell you what was going on." Kevin response was less hostile, " I'm sorry, I just had to tell you what was going on" So basically on Saturday, I gave in and spoke to both of them a couple of times. I'm thinking that I need to not take my phone on my real vacation. Lee and I were speaking about how a few people have called me a work aholic. The funny part of this conversation was that he replied " well I'm a workaholic too!" "Yes Lee you are one too. Congrats! You have won a lonely night by yourself! Isn't that great!"
Well back to work. Busy day today.

"It's hotter then 2 rats fucking in a wool sock" I just heard that one today. I may not have put it that way, but she's right, it's pretty damn hot.
I just received an e-mail from a friend of mine this morning. She told me she has a recurring dream that my house is swept away by a flood. She said in this dream she always saves Jackson but can never save me. My first thought is happy because she saves Jackson. My second thought is, as long as it is a dream, how about adding some hot rescue workers . They can save me.
A lot going on in the work place. Kevin just got back from Nashville. I sent Lee to Wiakiki. We are rocking and rolling. I love the idea of opening up in Hawaii. How fun. You work and then you take your lunch break on the beach.
The last time I went to Hawaii it took me 18 hours to get home. That sucked. It definitely took the fun out of the vacation. I have gotten a lot of really nice vacation suggestions from people. I just can't seem to get myself to actually take one. I took off a full day this past weekend. That counts. I laughed so hard because on Friday I spoke with Lee and Kevin . I told them that I wanted to take off the rest of the day and Saturday as well. Lee replied " you should of told me that a few days ahead of time" He definitely seemed put off by the fact that I wanted to take time off. At the end of our conversation I said call me on Sunday. Well I shut my phone off Friday night and when I put it back on there were 5 missed messages. 3 from Lee and 2 from kevin. I just had to laugh because everything I said about taking the day off went in one ear and out the other. I said to Lee , I told you I was taking the day off. He said " But Lil I had to tell you what was going on." Kevin response was less hostile, " I'm sorry, I just had to tell you what was going on" I'm thinking that I need to not take my phone on my real vacation. Well back to work. Busy day today.

Friday, June 18, 2004

It is close to 100 degrees today. yuck!! I just got a call from someone who works for me claiming that a bar in Nashville has completely ripped off one of our Choreographed routines. All the dances are copyrighted by jacqui. " Get your wallet out. You'll have two people suing you!"
Get your own schtick. Fucking stealing bastards. I can't wait to open in nashville and wipe the floor with you.

Thursday, June 17, 2004

Jeff and I have been e-mailing ideas back and forth on different projects this morning. At one point he e-mailed me asking to be very harsh and aggressive on one particular deal. My response was that we did not need to get that aggressive yet. To get to the point . He was joking and I did not get it. I have lost my New Yorkness. When a New Yorker doesn't get sarcasm there can be only two reasons why. 1. They are very ill and can't think properly or 2. they moved away and have lost that edgy humor all New Yorkers have. I have no intentions of moving back to New york quite yet so the only remedy I can think of is having a " Seinfeld" marathon. That's it! Tonight Jackson and I will watch " Seinfeld " until we fall asleep. My son has an unbelievable life in New Orleans and the people and schools are great for him. . But part of me might die if I ever hear him say "fixin" or if he has no other aspirations but to go to LSU. THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH LSU. But it's like a cult down here. If we live here I would hope that he would want to experience something different and not go to a school so close. There are only two schools everyone attends down here , Tulane or LSU. I would like my child to experience more from life. See the world. Live in different cultures. Obviously from my last few Lil Spills, I'm home sick. Perhaps a quick trip back to New york might help.
I received an e-mail this morning telling me that I must think Texas is the best because there will be 3 Coyotes there. All I can say to that is Texas is a big ass state. I'm working on a deal that might put 3 coyotes in Florida. What does that mean? I'm fixin to drink another cup of coffee.

Wednesday, June 16, 2004

It's so hot I can't stand it. I have had so many e-mails asking if we would be willing to try and help other girls like Hailey. I know it might of seemed glamorous but that month was very long. Hailey lived with chantel for a month. ( that's hard enough, love you Chantel). Chantel is a manager here so she was working 60 hours a week at the bar and then using her spare time to work with Hailey. Tara works 3-4 shifts at the bar and goes to school so she was maxed out using her free time to work with Hailey. And then we were not letting them film during busy nights so we had to rearrange the bar's schedule so they could come in early for filming. Then of course the added Mardi Gras fiasco. So it was a very long month of filming.
To answer the girls who have written in, maybe one day we will offer something that would help boost the self esteem of women. Teach women how liberating it is to be powerful and love yourself. But for right now, I'm just concentrating on working with the real Coyotes. They sent Hailey to go shopping and get her hair done. I haven't gotten my hair done in 4 months. I wish someone would take me out and get me all dolled up. Also Hailey if you read this, send me a picture. You seem to have a little fan club.

Tuesday, June 15, 2004

" Don't move to be a Coyote" I have so many girls writting me telling me that they will relocate to be a Coyote. I'm not going to hire you if you are not from the area the bar is in. All these bars are essentially local bars. So I want local girls to work at them. It's 6 am and I have so many projects running through my head. Kevin is very busy with the San Antonio bar but I told him to get his ass out to Nashville to approve a site. In my mind Nashville is a perfect fit with Coyote.
I watched celebrity cribs one day and Tommy Lee had a Starbucks section in his house. I need that. I'm so pissed that my local Starbucks doesn't have wireless web. I would spend all day there with my new laptop.
Tonight is Tuesday night and Tara works. I'm going to go in there and see if she has practiced the god damn dances. Through the rumor mill I heard that one of the New Orleans girls has an aunt that has 14 kids. I quote the same song over and over again but it seems to fit, " If that ain't country you can kiss my ass".
Have you ever noticed that people from Texas think they are better then everyone else? I have never seen such state pride. " Well you haven't had BBQ until you come to Texas' or " If you want it done right get a texan to do it!" There was a girl who worked for the Austin bar who had " texas Pride" tattooed on her knuckles. And the way they speak is hysterical. A texan yesterday used an expression that I have never heard , " That is about as likely as tits on a boar hog". The same man used the expression " that man's hair is as fuzzy as the fuzz on a baby chick's butt!" So I tried my turn at using an expression. ( just to give you a reference, he had spoken about an ex-girlfriend who cheated on him. ) So I said trying a southern accent:" That girl is giving it away for free when she could be charging at the door." I thought it fit the situation. But he then promptly said to me " I think you should quit while your ahead Miss New York" No harm in trying!

Monday, June 14, 2004

Went to the Austin bar this weekend. On the way to Austin I was seated next to one of the quarterbacks from the Longhorns. If you don't know the longhorns , they are the University of Texas football team. Most people from Austin live and breathe for the Longhorns. So I was seating by this guy and people were asking me who he was and was that a championship ring on his finger? So finally I asked him about his ring. Yes it was the championship ring. This guy, maybe 22 years old ( easy on the eyes), spoke to me the whole trip. Let me rephrase, hit on me the whole trip. He even lied and said he was in grad school. He probably thought that I would think better of him. Shit no! If a kid is going to hit on me , I want him to be as close to jail bait as possible. It's good for my ego and makes for a better story. When we deboarded the plane , he leaned over to me and said " I just want to tell you that you are beautiful" With a Texas accent of course. If I ever see him again maybe we can act out a scene from " The Graduate" Do you think he has ever seen " The Graduate "?
I love the Austin bar. The girls were really trying. I went out to dinner with a few of the team. Let me tell you something " The Beave" has a fucking rock hard body. I yelled at Lee for not getting her in the professional photoshoot. She's gorgeous with abs that should be shown on an infomercial. I met some of the regulars they told me they created a website totally devoted to pictures of the girls. By the way, Stiffler, is living the high life. Hanging out at the bar schmoozing with people. I leaned over to Lee " aren't interns supposed to be stressed out?" I told Kevin to give him more work, he obviously has it too easy. The Beave made Stiffler clean all the windows at the bar. He said that they told him I called up and specifically requested that he do that. I wish I had. No she made that call all by herself. I wish I was there for that. He said it took forever. One of the bouncers told me that he knew the choreographed dances, so at the end of the night he tried to do them but failed miserably. I told him to practice before I bring the New Orleans guys over to San Antonio. Kerry from New Orleans should be a dance captain for god sakes.
I just got an e-mail proposal for Coyote reality show. Pretty funny.

Friday, June 11, 2004

So I just received a letter from my mother. Mothers definitely know how to push your buttons. "Since I haven't spoken to you in a while , I ordered a couple of t-shirts off the website. I had to give my credit card and pay for them myself." So I asked Kitty if she had seen a credit card order from my mother. She said she would of recognized the name, she is pretty positive that my mother did not order anything. Come on! If you want a couple of t-shirts just ask. My sister is going to yell at me now. I know I'm a bad daughter! Ok I'll call my mother now.
Today is the .22 k ( around the block)run at the New Orleans bar. Shit that's almost a quarter of a mile. Maybe we should have paramedics there. The only exercise some of these people get is moving there beer up to their mouths. It should be pretty funny. I just booked my flight to Austin, I'll be there tomorrow.
Lee, Jacqui, Cyndi, and Jeff called me from the New york bar last night. Lee called me this morning and said he was pretty close to throwing up. I'm sure Jacqui had him drinking some johnny black last night. Poor Lee can't hang with the big girls. Jeff on the other hand can drink more beer then anyone I have ever met. But if you throw in a few shots he's crying like a little girl.
Kevin is running around getting everything set for San Antonio. I'm very excited about that bar. Should be a lot of fun. He never updates his Kevin's corner. I knew he wouldn't, just not his style.

Thursday, June 10, 2004

I just received a long e-mail from "the Beave" ( Austin assistant manager) about a promotion she wants to run. What disturbed me is that she claimed the inspiration for this promotion came while she was working out and heard the song " Can't fight the moonlight". Now if you don't know this song , it is off the Coyote Ugly soundtrack sung by Leigh Anne Rimes. Look I'm not knocking Leigh Anne rimes, she has a beautiful voice but for god sakes that song is anti- Coyote Ugly. When I'm at the bars, I'll hear Aerosmith, Charlie Daniels, Kid rock, White Stripes and then someone will put on that song and it's like nails on a chalkboard. You know in the movies when people play music and dance in their bedroom while getting ready. Well if I ever had a moment when I was putting on makeup and I wanted to dance in the mirror, I'd play that song. I'm not saying that I don't like the soundtrack. I just feel that there are certain songs that are more appropriate to play at the bars . I made the mistake of telling Stiffler that I really liked the song "Toxic" by Britney Spears. He now put that song as my ring when I call his phone. I really like that song , but would I play it at the bar? Absolutly not. When I hear it does it give me inspiration for Coyote? No. The only thing it does is make me wonder if Lee does a glow stick routine to that particular song.
Now onto something else. Yesterday I had a call with Aaron we were speaking about a few issues that have come up at the New Orleans bar. Some of the stuff that happens at this bar are truly funny. I'm going to try and get Aaron to write a little something about some of the funny things that have happened. Something happened at the New Orleans bar yesterday that in all of my years in this industry I have never seen. I can't talk about it ( I will when it blows over). But the funny part is that the only people who seemed surprised by this were Aaron and me. I don't know if I will live in New Orleans forever but I will always love my time here . I laugh every " motherfucking" day that I'm here.
Ok, I'm fixin' to exercise.

Wednesday, June 09, 2004

Jeff has been at the convention today. It's almost like a day off when he's not at the office. Usually he sends me at least 20 e-mails before 9am. Today I don't know what to do with myself, all this free time. I spoke with him on the phone today and he laughed because he said that it's so relaxing when I'm traveling and can't get to my computer.
I have been trying to plan a vacation for over a month now. Either something comes up or I just can't make up my mind where I want to go. Normally I would choose a beach place, Carribean. But it's too hot and it's hurricane season. Then I thought it would be nice to go camping but I don't feel like actually camping. So I've decided that I would like to have the camping experience; hiking, fishing, swimming. But sleep in a resort type setting; spa, massage, good food. I don't know where this place exists? It is so fucking hot here , I'm just miserable today.

Tuesday, June 08, 2004

The merchandise trade show. Not only are we the most primitive booth at this show but I was informed by Lee that our booth is right next to Vivid entertainment. I hope they don't have any porn stars there because that would really lessen the effect of having the NY Coyotes there. I had to laugh because Lee called me up and said " Lil, fuck Vivid Entertainment is right next to us. Do you know they have comic books, oils, toys etc? " All I can say to that is " what the fuck? Get me a few free videos and let's call it a day" Pretty funny
So I received an e-mail today asking if the character in the movie was anything like me. 2 things that really irked me in the movie. 1. There would have to be someone holding a gun to my head for me to " buy the bar a round". Unless there was a threat of physical death that simply would never happen.
2. Closing down the bar just because I went out at night? That is the most assinine thing I have ever heard of. I brought this up with the producers when I read the script and they said " it will be funny in the movie." ( I had no pull for them to change it) Of course in my mind I'm thinking " so people now are going to think I'm the worst business person ever." The thought of closing the bar down a night makes my blood boil!
Those are my thoughts.

Monday, June 07, 2004

Let me put up the first e-mail I recieved for the day
"i saw the expression you used of "my g-d". first of all, God is capitalized you fucked up bitch, second of all, that is an expression of blasphemy against God, didn't those nuns ever teach you little pissant whore not to use God's good name in vain. God can kill you for blasphemy. you should be so fortunate. just wait. your Judgment Day will come and God will ask you of all the times you used His name in vain, why you did so. you will be justly imprisoned in an eternity of fire."
The fun part is this particular person sent me 4 e-mails. " If I'm going to be imprisoned in an eternity of fire, well at least I will go there on my own terms." What is wrong with these people?
On a good note, I've gotten a lot of positive responses from the "faking It " show. I didn't watch it. I'll try and watch it today.
I have lee at a merchandise trade show in NYC. He just called me and said " Lil, some of these booths must of cost $100,000. Holy shit!" I'm laughing so hard. He has been working on our booth for the last few weeks. Now his hopes and dreams are completely deflated. He just sent me a picture of a booth with a huge Batman face that you walk through. Well I'm certainly not going to spend that kind of money on a booth. They might have fancy lights and other crap but " WE'VE GOT GIRLS!"

Sunday, June 06, 2004

I am obsessed with the expression "Fixing to". Everyone in the south uses it. Southern people will tell you that the translation is " I'm going to do something. But that's bullshit. When someone says I'm " fixing to" what they actually mean is " I'm thinking of doing something but I will never get around to doing it". So I have been waiting for an opportunity to use this expression. Wala. I got the chance today to use it. I opened the New Orleans bar today and Tara , Danisha, and Travis were there. I told Tara that I want to take her to San Antonio for the opening but she needs to learn the dances properly. "Lil I'm fixing to practice before San antonio" So my response was " Tara you have been fixing to learn these dances properly for 2 1/2 years." ( she's worked at Coyote for 2 1/2 years). " Lil I'm fixing to learn them I swear!" " well Tara I'm fixing to bring you to San Antonio." Then of course it went into " Lil please take me I'll learn them." " well Tara when you stop fixing and actually start learning them, I'll take you."
Aaron and I went out to dinner last night then went back to the bar. Courtney the old bartender was there with her new boyfriend. Her claim to fame at the bar was " Bikini arm wrestling" I've spoken about her before . She's the bartender who went to a strip club and lost an arm wrestling contest with a very strong stripper. The loss ended up in a severly broken arm. So we lost our arm wrestler. Well we had fun last night. Too many drinks though. Tonight the episode of "Faking It" airs. It is with Chantel and tara. I'm scared to watch it. " If there is a god of tv? Please don't make the girls come off poorly"

Friday, June 04, 2004

My assistant Kitty is now handling the mailing of merchandise purchased from the web site. Well of course something is always fucked up. The sizes are not correct on the site some of the items are one size fits all versus small , medium, large. Well this little mistake lands on Lee's shoulders. Jeff's pissed because he has to hear the pissed off e-mails from people. Kitty is just getting used to dealing with this. And Lee is trying to fix it so no one is upset. All I can say to this is " It's not my fault" I love that.
I just received a promotions schedule from Aaron about the New Orleans bar yesterday. We have some fun promotions coming up. " Kegs and Eggs" We are opening at 6 or 7am in the morning. The band "Bag Of Donuts" ( hopefully) are going to play . And everyone will get drunk in the morning. I love that. The second promotion that is really funny is called "sotally tober". This promotion is a race around the block. a .5 k run. I think they have to race around the block with beers . I'm not sure but it sound s hysterical. Of course we had to get city clearance for this.
One of the New Orleans regulars writes me on occassion. He actually wrote me and berated me for not informing him on some of the girls birthdays. " I don't know their birthdays. " For god sakes I can barely remember ny own birthday.
I have a new Sky Mall obsession. On all the airlines, in the pocket in front of your seat, is a magazine called Sky Mall. I'm on a plane every week so I always glance at this. My new obsession is a gadget that does a form of acupunture on your hands. It's fucking expensive. It's about $300. But I am so tempted to buy it. How cool would it be to give yourself a non invasive form of acupunture. I'm a smart woman but I definitely buy into some of this crap. I also love the idea of the shower head that increases the ozygen in your water. I know it's bullshit but if there is a way I can be healthier without having to actually do anything, I 'll do it.

Thursday, June 03, 2004

People write in to me telling me certain things that happen at the various bars. 98% of the time it is nice stories and thanks for such a great time. 2% are complaints. I have no problem listening to complaints. I want to be able to evaluate what the girls are doing, security, management etc. And whom better to hear it from then a customer. But when the customer tells of certain things that are specific to a certain girl or staff member, have the guts to tell me their name. If you are writing me to tell me of an incident that occurred specifically to you, give up the goods. Tell me who and where.
Right now I'm listening to country love songs while I'm going through 166 e-mails. Austin girls I can't wait to see you!

Wednesday, June 02, 2004

Work, work, work. We are busy this week. Lee is working a licensing show in NY. Him and Jacqui will be having fun this weekend. Calamari and wine for everyone. Kevin B is looking at a site in Kansas City. I am trying to go to the Republic of Texas this weekend. It's right in Austin so that kills two birds with one stone. I have gotten a few negative letters about Las Vegas. I'm surprised by that. Vegas bar does well. It doesn't have the same feel as the other bars but they have a lot more rules and regulations because of the gaming commision, health Dept etc.
The crawfish boil went very well. There is an art to eating crawfish. Very messy but delicious. Shannon looked at the crawfish pot and immediately said " I need one of those for my house" Shannon you just lost 20lbs, stop the insanity. Joe did a great job cooking. Swat team by day crawfish boiler by night. He is multifaceted. He even cooked these big cloves of garlic and those were just as delicious as the crawfish. Now I'm hungry. New Orleans is starting to get inhumanely hot. I'm miserable when it's like this. It is between 99 % and 100% humidity everyday. I have a bad hair day everyday. There's no point in even trying. I'm definitely cranky today.

Tuesday, June 01, 2004

I just read Rylee's Coyote interview. For god sakes your job is not to get offended by the customers. OK the woman was riling the other bartender about her weight and her dancing. A seasoned bartender would of made money on this. Call her friends over: :" you guys need to buy this woman more drinks, she's obviously haven't second thoughts and taking it out on us." What you did by letting your emotions get to you is you jeopardized the bar losing not only one customer but all her friends. Nobody knows how hard the criticism is more then the NY girls. When the movie came out people would come in and ask why Tyra wasn't there and tell the girls they weren't as pretty as tyra etc. That sucks but it's part of being famous.
If that particular bartender was not handling it well, call over the manager and try and switch stations so she doesn't have to deal with that person.
Customers can be very mean. I have put up on my Lil Spill some of the negative letters I receive. Suck it up. Unless someone is being so bad that it becomes a security issue, just buck up. Use the mic. Make it a situation that creates more sales. Yes the woman sounds like a bitch but that would just make me want her money even more. And credit cards!!

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