Squee!

It's official. I have a new favorite bar.
I can't believe it's taken this long to find it. Damnit. I mean, Hildy's will always be my first love when it comes to daytime drinking. It's small, cave-like, and lots of future liver-transplant recipients hang out there. But I think I may have a new mistress now, and she has Shuffle Bowling.

And a really good jukebox.

And while there is no Iron City (my cheapass beer of choice) PBR drafts are ridiculously inexpensive (and not available because college kids think it's "cool"). And plenty of fun signs (handmade) everywhere. ANNNND, you never know when someone's going to get a chair broken over their head.

Did I mention the shuffle bowling?

The last time I was in this bar was St. Patrick's day, about 4 years ago, as part of our "first annual, nearly got arrested for forming an illegal parade, Pub Crawl". By the time we got there, I was so drunk, I didn't remember much, except that's where some guy gave me his shamrock bandana. I was pleasantly surprised last night.

And the jukebox on random last night provided us with Bob Marley, Metallica, AC/DC, INXS, and other really good songs, so I am in lurrrrrve.

Actually we went to quite a few places last night that I haven't been to ever, or in a very long time. Was rather fun. I stopped before they went to the Dirty Old Tavern, though. I wanted to go, but had to do crafts this morning. Apparently, the Dirty Old Tavern is available for wedding receptions and banquets too. So someday, if ODB gets married, he can have the reception at the Dirty Old Tavern. Next time I go out I'll give it a whirl, and see if it IS as dirty as they say...

In Cat News... Evil is still a bit sniffly/congested, but eating. If she's not feeling better by Monday, to the vet she goes, I'm sure. (After all, what's a week if I'm not at the vet? Evil loves it so...) Off to enjoy the rainy saturday, and continue working on THIS in a neat 2-tone twisted together red thread. (I'm a fast/decent crochet-er, but only like it for purses and some caps & doilies. Sweaters in crochet kinda freak me out some. I may break down and pick up the "hip to crochet" book. It's a little easier on my wrists than knitting.)