9.4.2015
(This is a cut & paste from a venue announcement from this day 8 years ago - link and all. I guess that it was before Yelp™really took off)
Waded into the express
lane at the Ralph's yesterday w/ a cart full of junk. Didn't notice
the sign until it was too late, then, when the cashier brought it to my
attention, I didn't care.
Is that wrong?
Tonight - Homestead.
bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
Thursday, September 24, 2015
Thursday, September 17, 2015
Glitch
9.3.2015
Robot will return to normal use mode soon.
Tonight - Latin American Club
By request. And in true dive fashio , it's CASH ONLY.
bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
Robot will return to normal use mode soon.
Tonight - Latin American Club
By request. And in true dive fashio , it's CASH ONLY.
bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
Thursday, September 10, 2015
Kershaw-ed
9.2.2015
A couple weeks ago my pal texted me and asked if I wanted to go to the Cubs @ LAD game on the coming Friday night. I was ticketed for Saturday night already, but I do love me a good stadium beer, hot dog and time with my pal - let alone my fav baseball team in "real life" - so I said the obvious thing: "Let me ask my wife."
I did and she said she didn't give a fuck, so I went. It was fun: My pal has great seats and they come with the so-called "Stadium Club" privileges. This is a bar and grill, essentially, that is in the the second deck in right field, down the first base line. It would have a "no riff raff" sign on it, if it was in another, more genteel age, but if ya got the cash, you are in, my scuzzy friend! (And most LAD fans are indeed, scuzzy.)
So we started the night right and enjoyed a boilermaker (well bourbon (surprisingly good)) and a Bud (predictably gross)) in the Stadium Club. Because the place was packed, we left for our seats and were treated to a crappy performance by the Cubs, but for a MONSTER home run to center field by one of our young stars, at which point the place went bananas. There were thousands of sensible people (Cubs fans) in the audience.
So anyway, the game wore on and Cubs batters struck out 14 times and when thousands of sensible fans left unhappy, my pal and I went back to the Stadium Club for a nightcap. There we met a guy in a Wiener Circle t-shirt, and I was quick to inform him that I lived next door to that very hot dog, um, restaurant for several years! He was super cool, his girlfriend was really cool and the four of us yukked it up until they literally herded us out.
We split up in the nearly vacant carpark after exchanging contact info, and very happily marched to the car. As we passed a car, a young child approached it. My pal or I commented, "Is he old enough to drive?" as he reached it. Steps away, the car started. Clearly from a remote starter fob. Since the kid was alone, we turned and saw a couple others 100 or so feet away. "Wow," one of us said, "that remote starter fob has great range." Thrillsville, right?
We got in the car and drove to the first exit. The remotely-started car pulled up next to us on my side, the driver's window was down and the driver was speaking to us. I rolled down my window and asked, "may I help you?"
"You say something profane to my kid? He said you said something profane to him."
"No, sir, we didn't. The child is mistaken." I returned.
"You didn't say something profane?"
"No. We merely commented on the excellent range your remote starter had. I don't think there's anything profane about that."
"Oh," he said.
Do with what you will with that wonderful brush with strangers in Dodger Stadium's parking lot. At least we didn't get our heads kicked in, right?
Tonight - Virgil's Sea Room
By request. "Sea" you on the patio!!
bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
A couple weeks ago my pal texted me and asked if I wanted to go to the Cubs @ LAD game on the coming Friday night. I was ticketed for Saturday night already, but I do love me a good stadium beer, hot dog and time with my pal - let alone my fav baseball team in "real life" - so I said the obvious thing: "Let me ask my wife."
I did and she said she didn't give a fuck, so I went. It was fun: My pal has great seats and they come with the so-called "Stadium Club" privileges. This is a bar and grill, essentially, that is in the the second deck in right field, down the first base line. It would have a "no riff raff" sign on it, if it was in another, more genteel age, but if ya got the cash, you are in, my scuzzy friend! (And most LAD fans are indeed, scuzzy.)
So we started the night right and enjoyed a boilermaker (well bourbon (surprisingly good)) and a Bud (predictably gross)) in the Stadium Club. Because the place was packed, we left for our seats and were treated to a crappy performance by the Cubs, but for a MONSTER home run to center field by one of our young stars, at which point the place went bananas. There were thousands of sensible people (Cubs fans) in the audience.
So anyway, the game wore on and Cubs batters struck out 14 times and when thousands of sensible fans left unhappy, my pal and I went back to the Stadium Club for a nightcap. There we met a guy in a Wiener Circle t-shirt, and I was quick to inform him that I lived next door to that very hot dog, um, restaurant for several years! He was super cool, his girlfriend was really cool and the four of us yukked it up until they literally herded us out.
We split up in the nearly vacant carpark after exchanging contact info, and very happily marched to the car. As we passed a car, a young child approached it. My pal or I commented, "Is he old enough to drive?" as he reached it. Steps away, the car started. Clearly from a remote starter fob. Since the kid was alone, we turned and saw a couple others 100 or so feet away. "Wow," one of us said, "that remote starter fob has great range." Thrillsville, right?
We got in the car and drove to the first exit. The remotely-started car pulled up next to us on my side, the driver's window was down and the driver was speaking to us. I rolled down my window and asked, "may I help you?"
"You say something profane to my kid? He said you said something profane to him."
"No, sir, we didn't. The child is mistaken." I returned.
"You didn't say something profane?"
"No. We merely commented on the excellent range your remote starter had. I don't think there's anything profane about that."
"Oh," he said.
Do with what you will with that wonderful brush with strangers in Dodger Stadium's parking lot. At least we didn't get our heads kicked in, right?
Tonight - Virgil's Sea Room
By request. "Sea" you on the patio!!
bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
Thursday, September 03, 2015
Get Ript
9.1.2015
As part of the TNSC Venue Preservatio Society, we're looking both forwards and backwards tonight.
Looking forward, there's a benefit this evening for the staff of the venerable Riptide, which recently shuttered due to a conflagration. They're aiming to reopen, and can use your help. $10 cover for bands / silent auction / raffle all to raise funds. Let's support our "troops" across town.
The benefit takes place at: Elbo Room (cash only)
Look for us in the downstairs bar. In the event that the event is oversold, our fallback is the 500 Club a block away.
See you there.
bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
As part of the TNSC Venue Preservatio Society, we're looking both forwards and backwards tonight.
Looking forward, there's a benefit this evening for the staff of the venerable Riptide, which recently shuttered due to a conflagration. They're aiming to reopen, and can use your help. $10 cover for bands / silent auction / raffle all to raise funds. Let's support our "troops" across town.
The benefit takes place at: Elbo Room (cash only)
Look for us in the downstairs bar. In the event that the event is oversold, our fallback is the 500 Club a block away.
See you there.
bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
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