Limited Liability nonsense
I got drunk and formed an LLC. Well, there’s a sentence you don’t write every day… In my defense I had been talking about it for a while but it was just a background thought. Then one Friday evening a couple weeks ago I was drinking and talking to a friend on the phone when he started telling me about a company he was forming. That was all the push this idiot needed to get the ball rolling. Whilst on the phone I clicked on the first search result and began to register my new company with the state. $200 dollars later (I learned that I might have overpaid. But just like my Kickstarted addiction it seemed like a great price at the time) the process was in motion.
This brings me to today as I finally had time to dig through some nonsense emails and amongst the pile was my notification of acceptance from the state of Minnesota. I had a momentary flash of panic as I remembered cracking myself up with names and some of them were a bit on the rough side. The notepaper was still on my desk and I was not pleased with the words doodled across the thing.
Douche Nozzle Industries
Shutthefuckup Corp
You Am Dumb Company
There were a lot and just know that I gave you three of the better choices. So it was with more than a little hesitation that I opened the official document to see what in the hell I landed on… and there was an old friend staring back at me… stupidtom LLC. At this point I should let you know that I have no idea why this happened or what I’m going to do with it. In fact I’m more than a little lost right now meaning I have more questions than answers.
Do I get an FEIN? Do I open a business checking account? What in the hell am I going to use this for? If anyone has any ideas I am all ears. I think I have signed myself up for some administrative nonsense as well which doesn’t make me happy but I’ve got some time to figure it out because it really isn’t anything at this point.
And speaking of that night I also got a weird email from my domain registration service, which I haven’t used in a long time, asking if I would like to continue with my registration of myfriendsarefuckingfunny.com. Pretty happy I don’t own that domain even if the email did make me smile. I might need to turn this company into something if for no other reason than to give me somewhere to focus my crazy.
At least I’m not this lying pack of assholes…
They were giving away “free burgers” over near the falls so I walked up to the stand only to be told they wanted to minister to me for the food. “How about I just pay you?” Then the overly friendly fellow called me brother and said something about the lord when I cut him off. “I’m not sure how Kosher your stolen psychedelic Burger King logo is but you can keep your Body of Christ Whopper because it costs too much.” If the supreme being is in any way involved with that meat mission work then just add that particular transgression to the list. At this point if there is a Hell I’m well into blasphemer platinum elite status. Have a blessed day. or don’t. I’m good either way.