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Banished from the wagon — the hooligans threw me off after they caught me with a nip of gin. I was only trying to keep the mosquitos at bay. Sheesh.
Beer time!
You may be questioning this week’s Bar Belle column. I have no comment.
It’s Waterfront Wednesday time again, kiddies. And I will be behind the bar again tonight … if North Korea doesn’t get to us first, that is. Should we be worried about this? And by that, I mean, can I start smoking again?
My Sirius radio is broke at work, so no Howard in the mornings. I feel like I’ve lost a friend.
According to my tab last night, I was a Happy Drunk.
Shit.
Like Eddie Rabbit, I, too, love the rainy nights. But also like The Carpenters, rainy days and Mondays always get me down.
Rain, rain
go away.
I want to walk my ass up
to the cafe.