Go Fish Galvez

Hello, Ernestine?

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Yes, hi. Good, thanks for asking. How are you?

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Well, I would definitely get that checked, yes. So, Ernestine, dear, is Mr. Arnold in today?

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Think it might be possible for me to speak with him?

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Oh, you’re a gem, dear, thanks. And do go and see that ear, nose, and throat doctor, will you?

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Hello, Mr. Arnold?

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Great to speak with you, sir. Mr. Arnold, I’m parked along Seawall Boulevard just now, looking at your sign out here right in front of the old Balinese Room pier site, and I’m wondering just exactly what it is you are selling here—or leasing, or joint venturing, whatever.

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Um-hmmm.

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Um-hmmm.

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I see. And how much money would we be talking about here, exactly?

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Um-hmmm.

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Um-hmmm.

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Oh, my word.

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Um-hmmm.

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So, now, does that price include those old battered creosoted timbers jutting out of the surf?

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Um-hmmm.

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Um-hmmm.

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My goodness. Well, that would be quite a substantial expense, then, wouldn’t it? So are the required City/County/State/Federal permits going to be a problem at all, do you think?

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Um-hmmm.

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Um-hmmm.

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Um-hmmm.

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I see.

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Really?

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Oh, dear. Well, this looks like it’s going to be a little more problematic, monetarily speaking, than I first envisioned.

In fact, I think it might be wise for me to give Mr. Fertitta a call and inquire as to whether he might have a few extra Flagship dollars that he’d be willing to donate to my Balinese Room Restoration Project (hereinafter referred to as the “BRRP”), a worthy cause, in my humble opinion, in the name of Galveston history.

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Okay, well, I’ll ask him about that and get back to you. I think he’s busy designing a Ferris wheel at the moment. In any case, appreciate the info, Mr. A.

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Be in touch.