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Day 23
Back in the office today. Not getting much done, except for catching up on blogging.
Day 22
Monday as a holiday, but not for me. Did more business plan all day, especially refined the financials while Debby proofed, edited, slashed and burned the text.
Then we had "My Good Friend" Tony, our first and so far only Every Day Counted Supporter, over for dinner and had a great time talking and eating leftover grill on the porch. I call Tony "My Good Friend" because he knows so many people, and people who know other people - he has the six degrees of separation down like nobody else I've met. So when he says something like "I was talking to my good friend...so and so" you know he has a story to tell. This one was about some expert who approached the Obama administration with a pitch, and landed a job, and then got waylaid by - you guessed it - politics. The next one was about the president of a major French aviation company telling Tony "I'll give you just enough rope to hang yourself" and then signing a deal with him.

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Today was the day we were fed to the lions. The lions turned out to be kittens, we made some new friends, and now continue our journey through the unknown wilderness that lies before us.
I arrived at the office early and better dressed than I usually am because of the early morning meeting with the Small Business Administration. My wonderful sister Tina happened to be in the area as well so she met me at the office with her 2 kids for half an hour and waited for Anna (wife) to bring me my laptop, which I accidentally left at home. A major wreck on Kellogg detoured her...but she made it on time!
Dad and I drove together to the SBA office. The original plan was for me to go at it alone, since I am heading up the business end of Time Trails. But in the end we decided it would be good for both of us to go together. Just our luck that when we get to the office we actually don't have an appointment and no one knows who we are. Hmm. Well after I do some explaining it turns out whoever booked us for an appointment never wrote it down or told anyone. Poor form. No problem though, we waited an extra 30 minutes for someone to be available and continued on.
We met with a nice gentleman named Bill, a former engineer and business guru. He was a bit airy, but very in tune with his job, which was making sure small businesses didn’t end up in the tank before they even start, which most actually do.
After 5 or 10 minutes into my presentation on our new idea he was completely hooked - somewhat to the tune of "Copyright and Patent this Idea NOW because it’s good enough to get stolen". So that was encouraging to us. We explained the business model, demonstrated a working online prototype, roughed our way through a Q & A session, and ultimately wound up with a new friend. Bill was very encouraging, and very helpful. He gave us the most helps in the area of our financial analysis and projections model. Of course we already knew this was our weakest spot... so his advice was much welcome there.
The other great thing that came out the meeting was this: we now have a network of contacts associated with the local SBA in the fields of accounting and law. This is wonderful news, because we have been brainstorming a way to get our foot in the door with those particular power players, and now we do.
The bottom line for us is that now we know for sure the money will be available for us to take, almost guaranteed. We have the official stamp of approval from the SBA and now have to finish the rigorous process of perfecting the business plan.
In high school I was a long distance runner. The races always followed the same format: I would start off like a jack rabbit, sprinting to the lead of the pack, full of energy and excitement. Once there, I had to mentally will my body to stay the course and keep the pace. The middle 2 miles were not about physical exhaustion, but rather mental fatigue. If I could convince myself that I could just keep on chuggin at the steady pace, I would be in good position. And then, suddenly, the last 3/4 miles of the race loom before me. I'm in a good position, but I know that all the other runners are starting to make their move. So, I have to really strap it on and go into my final sprint to finish the race. So many times I would watch runners die in front of me, ones who thought they could maintain, but were fooling themselves. The final part of the race was the part I always owned, and where you show true grit getting to the finish line. This is the same position I am in now with this business plan.
We started off strong, full of idea and energy. Soon, the enormity of the task began to wither me, so I had to settle into a productive, but steady pace. Now I know the final stretch is within reach, it’s the final 3/4 mile. I have to make myself move now more like a final sprint! Its hard because of the initial exhaustion...but if I don’t take it to the next level then the past 2 weeks will not mean much....and I've got more than a gold medal riding on this one....
So, other than re-working the business plan edits, we now have to focus on several key things: Creating a mind blowing prototype demonstration, building the first TimeSail prototype, and finishing our operating model. These three things really have to get done soon before we can move on in the business. Luckily, I think we are up to it. Today's meeting was a huge confidence booster - we even accepted an invitation to meet with a local venture capitalist next week! Usually you have to ask to meet with them, not be invited to them. So we'll see how it goes, we're not sure that’s the route we want to take...but all in good time we will know for sure.
After the meeting we went to lunch at Kyoto Gardens under the Garvey Center in downtown wichita. Anna's mom drove down from Garden City to help take care of Lily (my daughter) while Anna re-adjusts to the changes in her medication. So Me, Dad, Lily, Anna, and Becky all had some great oriental food. It wasn't as good as it usually is...but that’s ok.
In other news (cue music) we got our door sign up today. So when you walk up to the office you can see TRC - TIME TRAILS on the front door. It’s not big - but I feel more important now that that is there.
So, the day is winding down, Dad already went home to work on billable projects, I finished up some this and that with Google Documents, and am going to finish the book "The Art of the Start" by Guy Kawasaki. Quite a good read for the entrepreneur.
It’s been raining all day so every window in my house is kept open. I love rain. However, the dreary nature of this particular weather will not dampen my spirits. I go home today with almost a breath of new confidence. Because every day I realize how important the last day was, and truly understand there is not time to waste. I am in a world now of doing something that has never even been attempted - and I don't just see it as a 9-5 job. I honestly feel like this Time Trails project has the potential to change the way the world looks at history. I am convinced that this idea will go viral, and am dead set on making sure the right things are in the right place at the right time.
So indeed, Every Day Counts.
And Every Day Counted.
-ben
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Day 1
This blog will chronicle the startup of a new and fantastic web application named mytimetrails.com. It will tell the world (or whoever is interested) about the ups and downs of going from absolutely nothing and nowhere to the hall of internet fame. If the startup starts...
Day 1 went like this:
We drove around Wichita all morning, looking for office space. They have these temporary leasing warrens now, old converted strip mall stores partitioned out into cubes and offfices, with the standard over-stuffed furniture, mirrors and plaster sculpture, as well as common computers, fax and printers. They cost about $500/month for an enclosed office, $300 for a cube.
Then we went to Mead's Corner, a really nice little downtown coffee house. We set up laptops, talked, drank coffee, and I emailed an old business associate (actually my former boss and himself an accomplished entrepreneur named Mark asking if he knew of office space.
So he met us a half hour later - seems he is personally leasing rooms his old office building, the Stables. We do the deal, on the spot, he waives deposit since I worked for him two years of my life, we get an office for $400 which comes out of my grocery money. Hope the wife doesn't mind.
Day 1 was a success. We got into an office, and that's the most important thing (hmmmm).
