Ok, it's not Friday night, but we're having Friday Night at The Pub!
There's supposed to be a picture, but it was repossessed when we fell into arrears as a club. Utah won't show up until later, so we will blame her for the payment blunder. She just became the accountant. Thankfully, the repo guys weren't too smart, as they repoed the picture, but left The Pub! Hahahahaha!!
For the new people, a little background. The Pub is small. It's a little run down. There's a mechanical bull over in the corner, but the last time I rode it my accordion got smashed. You've been warned!
We've got a corner booth, a couple of tables, and about six stools at the bar. There's a slightly ratty recliner behind the bar from the last Pub Night.
We can move it, or not. Depends on how the bartender feels about it.
You want a bigger place? Throw some money in the tip jar, ya bunch of tightwads.
Geeze!
The first person to post is the bartender for tonight, because I'm not standing up all night. The recliner sometimes malfunctions and ejects people, so I'm not sitting in it. If that person doesn't want to tend bar, we'll have open bar until a willing victim shows up!!! WooHoo!!
So...who wants to tend bar?
Who wants to ride the mechanical bull?
Who wants to guess why me blowing out my driveway this morning was really stupid?
No peanut shells on the floor! I have to sweep up later.
Oh yeah, no special guest tonight, sorry.
This stuff takes planning and connections and...oh, nevermind.
So...anybody want to run the blender?
I'm missing half a thumb already...
:-/