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| I'm just gonna assume this is the sign from the Long Beach one. |
Entrepreneur opportunities Nick and me thought of on the way home -which led me to miss two exits and caused me to have to turn around- for me if I don't get hired soon; I decided that I'm moving to costa rica. I figure there has to be a job for a guy that speaks both english and spanish. I was thinking I would be one of those guys that stands in front of a bar and brings the tourists in. I figure with me being fluent in english, that would give me the edge over the other guys doing the same thing. Other opportunities;
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| My future job. |
spider monkey trainer- I'm pretty sure if a spider monkey got out of line I could kick its ass.
guitar maker
one of them dudes painted in gold that doesn't move
Panther Hunter- which would lead me to the cologne industry as I could then begin making my own version of sex panther.
Anyways, so Thursday Nick and I found ourselves drinking in Long Beach at the yard house. Yes, most of these will probably start with Nick and me drinking somewhere or Brian and Me, or Brian, Nick, and me drinking somewhere. We were there early to catch the padres game before going to San Pedro (pronounced Peedro- apparently spanish speakers have it all wrong when pronouncing Pedro) to see The moons and the Paperplanes play. Now the yardhouse is a fabulous establishment, but not one where you really want to put in some drinking work and drink there for 4 hours. But thats exactly what Nick and me did. Its a good thing for good people since we were then offered a ride to our next stop which would be a mexican place called the green onion or " La cebolla verde" for those who prefer their mexican restaurants to have a spanish name. We met up with some more good people and proceeded to hold discussions ranging from homosexuality to my shirt to this snap on wrist bracelet thing.All over cadillac margaritas which is basically a margarita with a shot of Grand Marnier thrown in for good measure. Good times. Soon it was time to hit up this place called Harold's which on internet sites was getting a bad rap. a deserved one, but still one kind of has to experience it for oneselves to see if it is truly deserving of such slander. or libel. whichever one is the one that stems from writing. The place is a genuine dive bar but with non dive bar beer prices. That really is an unforgivable combination. But the company was excellent, the noise from the bands was cool and the place didnt seem to mind that for a bit I had my shoes off. The night ended with me forgetting to advise Puya that I had not in fact driven there, there fore there was no need for me to have given him my keys and for him to be looking for my car and a little after party at Wes'. Nick and I held to our pledge not to stop at a Denny's and in the morning realized that was an excellent tactic. For there was more drinking to be done on this lovely Friday.
We ended up going to O'harley's to meet up with Brian for lunch and some beer, then proceeded to go to Walmart to look for The Life and Times of Tim season 1. That was a fail. We did however score Season 4 of It's always sunny in Philadelphia and a case of beer. I hadnt been to a walmart in about 2 years and didnt know they are now distributors of the alcohol. Anyways, after a marathon session of IASP a few beers later, Brian and Nick take me to one of the most glorious bars in the history of bars. It's in Encinitas. Beachside Bar and Grill, congratulations! you are now officially top 3 favorite bar of all time. The ambiance is majestic, the talent is top notch, the beer of the month is Pacifico and it was only 4 dollars for 22 ozs of gold, they broadcast all the UFCs for free, they have channel 4 which means they play all the padres game, and to top it all off, Junior Seau was there. BANG! Done! thats how its done in the Bar owning business world. It was at this bar that I was told of another money making opportunity for me- Brian and Nick thought of starting up a magazine dedicated to searching out the best and worst bars in America. I would have a column where I would write up what occurred during my bar hopping nights out and then someone who was with me would write their own column explaining what actually occurred. No matter the venue I would always be in a Tux (monocle optional I guess). We figure this will soon spin off into a reality tv show where the camera will follow me around on these adventures. I'm gonna pitch this to my cousin who is in show business. No site seeing, no travel trips, no food pairings, just the best dive bars, sports bars and classy bars in every city.
And if these bars have drinking challenges, well lets just say I am to alcohol what Adam Richman is to food.
You might be wondering about whether or not I am actually listening to the song that are the titles for these blogs. The answer is yes. Do they come up randomly right when I'm about to start typing? not always. My first two titles yes because I had just downloaded the album and have been playing it constantly. These two from today? They came on on the way home from LA and decided they would be titles. This title is from Felt 2 and Slug's verse is one of my all time favorites...
"I'll take you anyway that I can have you- bring along your ethics and your issues and your taboos..."
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