Like a battered drinker or a punch drunk boxer, here i am back for another round.
For those of you who don’t know me, i’m a semi-professional writer on the rocks and a functioning alcoholic (meaning i’ve held the same job for 17 years and have been living with Miss Demeanor for over a year now…). For those of you who do know me, thanks for stopping by anyway and where’s the ten bucks you owe me?
Welcome to my Bar None. A hole in the wall where we can hang out and trade the kind of stories you swap only when you’ve had one too many and either can’t find your way home or are afraid to. Hell, it’s cheaper than therapy and plus the pictures are prettier. Here we’ll crack open bottles and jokes and ‘last call’ are the only dirty words you’ll never hear.
Pull up a stool and make yourselves at home.
Currently Drinking: Trailer Park Frozen Daiquiris. Just take a bottle of premixed daiquiris, dump it into an empty ice cream container and leave it in the freezer over night.