Something that I have noticed after many years in the bar business is that there is that group of people who just simply don't want to go home at night. They will sit at the bar and struggle to come up with something to talk about rather than admit that it is time to go home. Now bars in this state are required by law to close at 2 AM if they possess a late hours permit. There have been times when I have closed early, say 1:30 instead of 2 and had customers who live within 3 minutes of the bar drive clear across town because there may still be a bar open that they can go sit in and talk some more. It is not because they need another drink, but rather they just can't shut the fuck up. I swear I am going to print up tee shirts that say " I'm Talking and I Can't Shut Up! ". A few nights ago the riveting conversation was on strange objects that your dog ate complete with graphic descriptions of pulling intact tube socks out of the ass of a basset hound down to and including the expression on the dogs face as this was being done. Last night the same gentleman went into a detailed discussion of potty training his current group of dogs. Jesus Christ, you are with a group of adults, read a newspaper and find something more stimulating to talk about than canine potty antics. North Korea just exploded a nuclear bomb, Venezuela and their leftist government want on the U N security council, illegal immigrants are pouring over the southern border of our country, national elections are only days away. Hell, Willie Nelson was arrested for pot possession a few weeks ago, again. When asked why they don't go home earlier in the evening, they will say that they are bored, read a book, watch a movie, get a girl or boy friend as the case may be. We will still be here tomorrow. How fucking bored do you have to be when talking about dogshit is a better option. People, please, get a life.
quitory toga. Togas ranged from the traditional bed sheet to Tye-Dye to historical Roman in design. Wrecks and Effects, two of the more notable bartenders from the city were in attendance . They were there, wearing their designer togas to help make sure that everyone had a good time, and as usual, everyone did. .
