Alright, nobody's gonna read this, but the hell with it, I need to vent.
I HATE BARS IN SACRAMENTO!
Why the hell does every single bar down here turn into a damn nightclub on weekend nights? My buddy and I went to a poolhall last night after a couple hours of hittin' the whiskey with hopes of knocking around the ol' 8 ball. We ended up walking into a freaking dance club. The worst of it was, though, that after making our way across the makeshift dance floor to a vacant pool table, we were informed by one of the bouncers that we would have to leave. Apparently, there is a dress code, and my friend (who didn't have sleeves on his jacket) was violating it. So, to the Blue Cue: FUCK YOU!
I miss my seedy dive bars in Sonora. Bad karaoke and cigarette smoke kick the crap out of snobby barkeeps, shitty dance music, and overpriced drinks any day of the week.
I HATE BARS IN SACRAMENTO!
Why the hell does every single bar down here turn into a damn nightclub on weekend nights? My buddy and I went to a poolhall last night after a couple hours of hittin' the whiskey with hopes of knocking around the ol' 8 ball. We ended up walking into a freaking dance club. The worst of it was, though, that after making our way across the makeshift dance floor to a vacant pool table, we were informed by one of the bouncers that we would have to leave. Apparently, there is a dress code, and my friend (who didn't have sleeves on his jacket) was violating it. So, to the Blue Cue: FUCK YOU!
I miss my seedy dive bars in Sonora. Bad karaoke and cigarette smoke kick the crap out of snobby barkeeps, shitty dance music, and overpriced drinks any day of the week.
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