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This past weekend we celebrated the upcoming Chinese New Year at a Carnival! January 31, 2014 begins the Year of the Horse, which is supposed to be a year for quick successes! We wish you all quick successes in your endeavors.

Us here, we’re enjoying our success, though it hasn’t been quick –we’ll be celebrating Saturday Morning Productions’s 6th birthday in February… (Think of all the things you’ve worked on for 6 years). Here’s when we thank our Mini-Compressor customers and wonderful clients for helping us to build our success story!

It doesn’t seem to want to stop snowing in Edmonton for some reason, but that’s not the season I’m talking about… I’m talking about the one that concerns the government taking a certain percentage of your earnings every April.

While walking DD to school last week, she educated me on a fictional Queen of Fables who, for her punishment, was banished to the US Tax Manual for eternity!  I then educated DD on the meaning of the phrase “fate worse than death”!

Every Tuesday night, my business partner and I have a date.  A working date.  It’s in our calendars for 9:00 to 10:30.  The place is always the same – the basement office – so no babysitter is required.  And there’s plenty of parking.  We’ve had this standing date for about a year and a half, since we returned from the Business of Software conference in 2011.

I mentioned in Working Together – Part 1 how SatMP is like our second born child.  Well, like our first born child whom we drive to various extracurricular activities, we need to drive this baby places too.  Only, by driving, we mean staying put, and by places, we mean putting in the time.  When we made this earth shattering discovery, we were both gainfully contracted i.e. day jobs, and found we had a hard time tackling our to-do list.  And boy did the list grow while we were at the conference.  They say the way to eat an elephant* is one bite at a time but those bites are sure tiny when you’re tired and there are competing demands like laundry and bookkeeping.   The obvious time slot would have been our namesake Saturday mornings, but those are now for family activities…  so during one of our lovely dinners in Boston, we committed ourselves to one whole night a week to pampering our SatMP.

I’m taking part in Movember again this year. Why, you ask? Why not, I say. I get to grow a moustache, help change the face of men’s health, and annoy my wife with my awesome facial hair. That’s why. Well actually, there is another reason. I’m getting close to the mandatory prostate exam age and, well I think my “official” Movember reason says it best:

“I hope the Movember money is used to build a diagnostic tool that doesn’t involve sticking things where the sun doesn’t shine. Like a Star Trek Tricorder.”

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We’re back in the basement and in full form after a relaxing break. (Well, Ada and DD had a nice break. Chris joined us when he could.) Thanks lovely customers for allowing us time away from our email and phones.

We took a very long driving trip as well as a staycation. Along the ways, we saw how Saturday MP fit in the spectrum of industry. If you remember back to social studies class, you learned the term cottage industry. We basement-dwellers have taken it one step further and are using our primary residence as the headquarters of our multi-dollar corporation.