A place to enjoy good music, drink in some knowledge, and watch a little sports. Where there is always food for thought, topped with choice grillings of right wing talking points.
I should have gone to Times Square on New Year's Eve when you could still bring a backpack with a big thermos of margarita & urinate in the doorways. Now you gotta get there early, go through a metal detector, wear the stupid Nivea hat they give you & somehow hold it in for six hours. BTW, Happy New Year.
Yeah. I am glad that I was able to do the Rose Parade back in 1970 (or 1971) when you could actually bring a sleeping bag and spend the night on Colorado Blvd. Try to see the parade these days.
When I had just turned 21, my night school lit teacher invited a bunch of us to his place for combo end of semester New Year's party. There was a big punch bowl filled with really tasty punch. After two hours we were all roaring drunk. He stumbles into the kitchen, brings out a huge empty bottle of Jack Daniels, & says to his wife, "You poured the whole thing in there?" We had to stay all night to get sober enough to drive home.
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