Going out

"spider oh spider, please won't you tell us where, o'callihans is hidden and we'll do our drinking there"
not ever having found spider robinson's o'callihan's cross time "with aliens there every night from every world..."

sorry but no. can't stand the smell of them, and nothing in them interests me.
unless they have interesting odd good tasting food also, which in portland oregon in the 80s, i think there was some kind of law that required them to.
pretty sure that's the last time i've ever been in one.

nope. but i do go outside, walk around the block, watch the major street being torn up, repaved and torn up again,
like the old army joke about foxholes. supposedly this is for transit, though the only observable connection is unfinished fancy stops.

but like i said before, ride what different buses to different parts of town i can find.
i'd like to go more often to neighboring villages, but intercity buses, in great instead of free america,
won't even give you a list of schedules and terrifs, the just expect you to order tickets and pay for them,
without telling you until you do how much they're going to cost, or even if they have a bus that goes anyplace you want to.

and this we're supposed to pretend is a 'free' country???

rectangles and pavement, and what the hell am i supposed to want with booze?
been there, done that, can't imagine anything more boring, sorry.

imagination is what makes us human, people who hate both imagination and logic, i'm supposed to want the company of?
sorry i totally don't get that.

 

Seems legit

 

It's called Skype with drinks at home.

 

Brewery, or family members houses.

 

Better off at Fritz corner

 

I've been in worse... back when I used to drink.


Could be one reason I quit.

 

Dive bars can really go both ways.

 

I see it more of a pace with a secret password to get in.

Skip slides the the thing open and looks through the peephole. "What's the password?"
"I'm a straight guy who loves cock"
Then he opens the door and you walk in, and it's actually a pretty swanky nightclub. It just looks ghetto on the outside.

 

I got a route around a local lake I ride. Stop at the dam maybe get an ice cream cone.
Got a couple shorter rides too.

 

except the livers, apparently ours are all shot.

 

Nobody's having any of my organs. What if part of my soul got trapped in some dipshit's body who I didn't know and then I end up in Hell.

 

What if the dipshit is your only shot at heaven? ?

 

Our best friends house, my dad's farm or my in laws house.

 

Live music showings, the park, or just taking the kids somewhere to do kid stuff. I used to frequent many bars but that got kinda old. And expensive.

 

Take me out...tonight
Where there's music and there's people and they're young and alive

 

I can smell this bar
It smells like 30 years of stale smoke doesnt it?

 

Actually Michigan banned smoking in all public places some years ago. Before that, yes it was one of those bars. Let me say this, this place has great burgers, a wait staff that is second to none and the best bands in West Michigan. Except for Chunks of Funk, they suck. Oh yes, the patrons are a hoot.

 

Haul roofing stuff for my boys, to the movies, go shoo-in with # 1 son, the library, used book stores, take the grand daughter to school or to get art supplies for her, poker night -every Tuesday (except next two weeks--one player is in Ireland. Don't date and quit drinking some time back, so when I go to a bar or venue, it's to see son#1 and his band.