Accounting Hell

I have disappeared this last week into the undesirable portion of our universe in which one must account for every penny of cash flow so that our government may take, yes take, what Congress considers their fair share. I have been entering the last three months worth of income and expenditures into the accounting system that almost every small business owner is slave to – Quickbooks ®. Amazingly it finally all balances with the bank statements, so if I keep it up for the remainder of the year, at the end I will be able to punch one button and generate the information our CPA needs to pay Congress once again. Whoopee!

Now I am going back to the DeLorean to take care of some maintenance issues in preparation for our big city wide party in May known as the Rhododendron Festival. It is a blast and I have come to really enjoy the relative insanity of it all. Thousands of Harley Davidson owners, as well as hoards of gawkers, show up for our two days of car show, flower show, slug races, small street carnival and general fun, topped off by our parade down Highway 101 and Old Town Florence.

Photo from 2002 just before the Rhododendron Festival parade.