Dwight Werren
|
6011
|
 |
|
07-10-2007 01:58 PM ET (US)
|
|
Edited by author 07-10-2007 01:58 PM
Conclusive proof that partying like a ROCK STAR is the way to go:
Sammy Hagar's tequila gets a big shot The former Van Halen frontman is selling a large stake of his famous Cabo Wabo tequila. FORTUNE Small Business Magazine Ian Mount June 28 2007: 5:44 AM EDT
(FSB Magazine) -- Former Van Halen frontman Sammy Hagar knows how to party profitably. In May he inked a deal to sell 80 percent of his Cabo Wabo tequila business to Gruppo Campari for $80 million. Premium liquors, American companies
Starting as the house tequila at Hagar's Cabo Wabo Cantina in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico, in 1996, the spirit grew into a popular premium brand, with more than 140,000 cases sold in 2006.
Hagar says the deal will lead to worldwide distribution, which would be difficult to accomplish on his own. "I don't like working that hard," he says.
The price, 11.8 times expected 2007 Ebitda, is a respectable multiple, according to Jim Carroll, a managing director of investment bank Hunter Wise (hunterwise.com).
And, he adds, Hagar is "astute" to retain a 20 percent stake: "Cabo Wabo will surely benefit from greater market acceptance and higher profitability as part of a larger corporation."
|
| Alex Loya
|
6009
|
 |
|
07-09-2007 02:24 AM ET (US)
|
|
Hello my friends. John M., I am now back in Louisiana, we spent all last week moving from Fort Bragg to Fort Polk. The Lord was good to us once again, watch this... usually it takes a few months for incoming soldiers to be ale to get a house on post, within the fort, and Army Reserve soldiers are not supposed to live on post, that was a miracle back in Fort Bragg because although I was on active duty, I was in the Army Reserve component. Well, now I am in the Regular Army or Active Component of the Army, but when we got to Fort Polk there was a glitch in the system and I was showing like I was still in the Reserve. Anyway, my wife and I prayed that we would be able to get a house on post as soon as we got to Fort Polk, which would be a miracle, well, guess what? As soon as I went to housing, I gave them my paper work (Leave and Earning Statement, Orders, the form appointing me to my new unit and what is called DEERS, has to do with dependants) which showed me still on Reserve status, but, lo and behold, the lady just took my paperwork and said "We have one house available on post."! So, we got that one house on the very first day of checking in, while still being in the system as a Reserve! That is a miracle buddy! We haven't stopped all week, we got here and then we went to New Orleans to spend the weekend with family, they held up the 4th of July bar-b-que till Saturday for us. We had a good time, we had not seen most of them for two years, we just drove back from New Orleans to Fort Polk, which is about 5 hours away.
Dominic, you gave me a shot of happiness saying you would drink some chelas in my honor on the 4th of July, thanks man!... Yeah, I guess I am kind of an emotional type of guy some times, or, rather, there are certain things about which I am emotional, God, country, family, heritage, friends... things and people I love I love intensely and deeply and I am willing to fight and die for who and what I love, and most American soldiers are this way... we need to be if we are going to face the enemy... American soldiers go to great lengths to avoid killing innocent women and children, it would be a tragedy if that would happen only by accident while I am there, our enemies know how we are, and they use that against our soldiers, they will lie on the ground and have women and children sit on them and around them and shoot at our soldiers from between two children because they know that American soldiers will not shoot back and kill the little children they use as shields, they will use hospitals and mosques as staging grounds to attack our soldiers, they will stash weapons in schools and park their armed vehicles in civilian neighborhoods because they know that the American soldiers won't let loose in those places, our enemies are despicable, cowardly, merciless and honorless, but every time we confront them, every single time, we mop the floor with them.
My buddy Dwight is right, my primary job is not to kill, but to support our soldiers, my job is to be there in combat to strengthen their morale, to sustain their courage, to keep their moral sense so that they will not commit attrocities while confronting the cowards, my job is to provide for their spiritual welfare because you can have the best training and equipment, but a broken spirit who can bear? The only time in which I may come to blows is if we are being overrun, like in "We Were Soldiers Once, and Young", the Mel Gibson movie when they are being over run and the photographer tells the Sergeant Major,"I'm a non combatant sir!" and the Sergeant Major replies "There ain't no such thing here today sonny!" and then he says "Gentlemen, prepare to defend yourselves!" and the journalist ends up becoming a Soldier for a day. If it comes to that, and it may given that the 4th Brigade 10th Mountain Division I am serving with now is a light ifantry unit, that is, a foot, hand to hand combat Soldier kind of unit, like they said in the movie, there will be plenty of rifles laying on the ground to defend my Soldiers and my self...
I fail to feel afraid... I examine myself, and I fail to feel afraid... I tighten up, like I said, but I don't feel afraid... hmm, maybe that is fear, tightening up, except that instead of giving into it I confront it... maybe it is because I really, truly do believe in God and that my life is fully in His hands, that gives me tremendous comfort and all the more as I see the day in which I will enter the valley of the shadow of death approaching...
Anyway, I am just rambling, I am exhausted! It is 1:20 A.M., and I have been going non-stop, I was going to share with you all an incredible historical discovery I made while doing research, fascinating stuff! Literally paradigm shifting! But I think I am just going to go hit the sack right now, I will share that discovery at another time, anyway, my eyeballs are rolling back I'm so tired! Good night... don't let he bed bugs bite.
|