Fade To Black

Shit.

I've committed financial suicide. Inadvertently.

MBNA found out about my little startup, and without any steady income thought I was a high risk. It doesn't matter that I make my payments on time, or that I have an excellent credit history. They closed down my line-of-credit and credit card accounts--over $40,000 worth. Bastards.

There goes funding for the next few months. Looks like I'm going to have to find a job and do the business part-time--if I can juggle between the two.

Or . . . or maybe this is it.

*"Taps" starts playing in the background*

Maybe this is the end to having my own business.

*tear slowly rolls down the cheek*

So if you see a panhandling Asian guy with glasses on the streets of San Francisco, wearing some worn out Pumas, you'd spare him a few bucks, won'tcha?

---

Movie Pic of the Month

"Fuck your rules, Nathan."
"Okay. But tonight, they saved your life."

Spy Game, not only is it one of Tony Scott's best films, it made Fredtimbo's List for the Top Ten Movies Of All Time. It's that good!