So how this whole
shit started was that Martha from my office decided I needed to go out for the
Fourth of July, that my drinking alcohol all alone had become a problem and
that the solution to this problem was drinking alcohol around other people.
This seemed
counter-intuitive to me as, in my experience, drinking alcohol all alone was the solution to my problems and not
a problem in and of itself. But Martha from my office was very insistent so right
away, I suspected she had ulterior motives.
The bar on the
northwest side of town was built to look like some kind of a big boat and the
band played Jimmy Buffett cover songs.
Badly.
I suppose there may
be no other way of playing them.
