Out of the three location meetings today, we walked away with exactly one permit. Surprisingly, in the meeting that was no trouble at all, a fantastic gas station (pictures below) in Galvin, the owner only had one phone call before hand. The other two meetings (with government officials, natch) boiled down to: hey, I’d love to help but X, Y and Z still need to sign off. These are people Lillian has been talking to for months. Sigh. But all the proper authorities are already aware of our intentions to shoot and it looks like things will eventually happen.
Since I just saw a Mariners game last night, perhaps it’s best to put it in baseball terms. Today we had a .333 average.