Wednesday, August 22, 2007

DOLLAR DRAFT MADNESS- A BIRD'S EYE VIEW

Every week I promote/talk about DOLLAR DRAFT MADNESS. I always bring it up for a variety of reasons. A) It's a great deal for beer drinkers on all budgets (dollar mugs? Hello!). B) You get your fair share of eye candy (for both sexes); C) You are almost guarenteed a funny story or two each week. It never fails. And D) It's usually a pretty good time for all, staff and patrons alike.

Last night was another fun night, even though it had kind of a weird vibe to it. For starters, we're in mid-August, one of the slower periods of the year. A lot of people are away on vacation, most of the interns are back home, getting ready to go back to school; The city is generally empty at this time of the year. As a result, the bar isn't as busy as it normally is. At the same time, we do happen to get a lot of visitors from other parts of the country, as well as the world. Not enough to take the place of our normal crowd on a Monday or Tuesday night, mind you, but still enough to make things interesting. Last night was no exception.

MOOCH the lovable door guy....

Dollar mugs bring out the best of people... most of the time..



BABY GIRL arriving to par-tay....

P-DIDDY pulling drafts while JOHN CUSACK watches in amusement....

THURSTON HOWELL the THIRD, looks on in amazement at the hot piece of tail standing next to him....

BIG BLACK, nattily dressed after a date at the movies.... with whom, he'll never tell....


A treasure-trove of tail, celebrating someone's birthday (though I'm not sure who's birthday it was...)

Yours truly contemplating the meaning of life...


A young couple celebrating yet another birthday...



From l to r: Partially cut-off STIFFLER, BABY GIRL, BEN AFFLECK, JOHN CUSACK and AMERICAN PSYCHO, knocking back the beverage of choice, Miller Lites...


And every so often, you come across a character that makes you scratch your head in amazement. Last night, it was THIS guy.

I don't know what about him that had me bewildered. Was it the purple shirt? Maybe it had something to do with that wicked fake pompadour. In any case, this guy was going from group to group, jumping into conversations and spewing out whatever it was he was spewing. I made a comment to JOHN CUSACK about how every once in a while you come across a person and for whatever reason, they make you want to just punch them in the face. Now I'm not a violent person by nature, (usually subscribing to the Patrick Swayze principles of security management a'la "Dalton" from the cinematic tour de force, " Roadhouse"), however, the more I saw this dude in action, the more I just wanted to punch his face in (Forgive me Lord).

So what does CUSACK do? He walks over to Mr. Purple Rain and drags him over to me and introduces us to each other. So now I'm stuck having to talk to this dude and immediately he begins spouting off about politics. He claimed to be a "Southern Democrat" and starts going on tangents on how he loves Obama, yet has a Confederate Flag bumper sticker next to the "Vote Obama '08" sticker on his Mercedes-Benz. I feel myself rolling my eyes having to listen to his crock of shit when CUSACK decides to stir the pot by getting the guy to pose for a picture with me. I'm sure the look on my face says it all: "Get this jackass away from me".... All the while, CUSACK is enjoying every minute of it. Rat bastard.

"Are you effin' kidding me???"

All told, it was your typical Dollar Draft night- full of fun, jokes, and interesting moments.



Before signing off, will the idiot who left his belt at the bar, please pick it up? What in the heck kind of place do you think we're running here?


TONIGHT: GIRLS NIGHT OUT (5pm -Close): $3.00 Mixed Well Drinks (for all ladies), $2.50 PBR Cans (5/$10.00) for everyone!)



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