A Nice Club...

What, yer askin' is that fat bastard babbling about this time!? Well, I am now a member of Flannery's Beer Club — this thanks to my brother Kent, who bought me a membership. They've now stopped accepting memberships for a while (much to Wee's irritation) but... as a member, you get your own marked stein, an embroidered golf shirt, a t-shirt and discounts on beer and food at Flannery's Tavern on the Square. It's so worth it!

Why??
Why, youz is thinkin' would that be that great? Well, for one, they have GREAT food. For another, I find I am enjoying having a beer (or three) in a congenial place such as this. The people that work there are great, the people I have met there are great! What more can you ask for? Okay, Kent lives close by, if I get tanked, he doesn't fear driving and so I can pass out at his place :-) Is that good enough?

Something Missing
I think that this is something we miss in America, the pub life they have in the UK and other Commonwealth places. A social place to unwind, to talk, to discuss things from politics to sports to life. We all need such a thing. I miss it in my life nowadays. My Mom used to have a great bar called the Bohemian Tavern in Cottage Grove, Oregon and I liked it too... no problems, a good time. This is what I want in life... Oh, I am so into a Disney ending... not some damn art-geek ending where everyone gets wiped out and even the dog gets killed... oh, I'm so shallow, aren't I?
Ende!