As a bartender in a resort town I'm used to getting the same 4 questions, and having the same 2 conversations with patrons.
1) Is it going to be busy later
2) How's the snow
3) Where's the pussy
4) How do I get drug XXX

...and having the same 2 conversations with patrons.
1) Dude, riding today was epic- Every ski adventure they've ever had
2) My mommy didn't love me - Therapist for all of lifes woes.

Last night I listened to a patron as he began telling me about this new drink that was blowin' up all over Boston. Apparently it's just been legalized in Switzerland. Even though it's not available in the US you can buy as much as you want from online sources. His friends (namedrop- run the Avalon) have a case of LaBlue coming from Markus...

I played with him a while. Listened to the bad experiences he'd had with Czeckerland, his thoughts about Emily (Un Emile) and how he was anxious to try some Jade- the only REAL Burnt™ absinthe. I asked what sites he used as research. Feeverte and WS.org came up. No mention of the lounge (phew). He's from Cambridge, apparently there are small groups of absintheurs forming in that area.

Overall he was pretty knowledgeable, but in dire need of some tone and bitchslapping. I actually got a kick out of someone trying to educate me, assuming I knew nothing, that could have actually done a decent job.

We've come a long way since the old ignant' days.



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Cambridge is the next town over,
there's some real dipshits over there.

The real dipshits live in Medford...

Shut the fuck up

This is Boston's Left Bank.

Not to mention neo-nazis.

I was talking to a guy in Key West yesterday.(He was, I wasn't )

He told me that he drank real absinthe, La Fee.

Invited him to check out FV and LDF. Hope he finds his way.

Didn't you ask him if that was the stuff that was really bitter.

At least he didn't try to tell you how they make it in wormwood casks.

If he comes back drop the hammer on him, it's very therapeutic.

That made me feel good all under.

When was I in your bar?

Amazing what you hear in bars...

...but it usually involves a ringing in the ears, and the pleasant fluttering of elephant wings.

You're both wrong. The REAL dipxits live in Somerville.

What's with all this LOLing at your own jokes?

I thought it was funny.

Um,


Oh, answer your PMs halfwit.

Mine truly was funny and I supplied my own laughtrack in case anyone else thought it wasn't funny.

And I'm on dial up right now. I don't have time to answer PMs.

Putz.
Call me sometime soon then.

I went to a Fanueil Hall eatery the other day, April 1st, and they had an April Fool's joke specials menu. It spoke of a $35 Filet Mignon, Great White Shark meat(caught in Amityville Harbor, think Jaws), a $100 bottle of Louis XIV liquor (I don't know) and "Absinthe - $50". I'm guessing that was for a glass/shot/bottle, I don't know. I asked the waiter who thought of the "Absinthe" for the April Fool's joke and he said, "Oh, I think one of our managers did." I said, "That's funny." He said, "Yeah, that stuff is illegal over here." I just laughed.

HA!
Everyone knows that xit makes you hallucinate.

That's the stuff goths drink, as a colleague recently informed me.

Black makes me look soooo pale.

I thought it was that white rouge make-up shit that made you look pale. Because the black lipstick constrasts so well with it.

Where'd you get that photo of Dinky and ~Y~?

From the last LoucheFest. Duh.

Amazing what you hear behind bars...

What happens in D-block stays in D-block.




BTW...
Those colors were my winter palate.