Brewing Up a Biz: Money Hunting

I feel like the proverbial son returning to the blog after a trip to the top of the mountain.  Unfortunately, the “mountain,” in my case, was a trip to the doctor’s office to find out if this flu really was going to kill me. It was not the swine variety.  Doc assured me I would live.  (I really think they should start naming these animal viruses after their respective food groups, i.e. not avian flu but chicken soup flu; not swine flu but bacon flu—much more appetizing.)

So although I have been plugging along on “all things business,” thankfully, my illness did somewhat coincide with “the end of the business plan.” I had a chance to convalesce in peace, not that the business plan will ever be “finished,” per se. But there comes a point after weeks and months of sitting at the computer—working and re-working charts, facts, and figures (and, yes, a little BS, although I prefer “colourful motivational detail”)—when you say, “Hey, this thing just might get the job done.”  And by  “get the job done,” I mean “convince someone to give me money.”  Because in spite of all of my drive and desire to make the best beer EVER, the ugly truth of a lack of capital keeps rearing up.