Okay, my peeps, I have made an amazing discovery! I found a pub with free wifi AND affordable beer! I can sit on a sidewalk in Manhattan (well, until my battery konks out or I run out of money -- it's a race), watching horse racing on the pub TV, watching people and cars on the streets -- all while I drink beeeeer and write essays and musings for my blog. This is as close to heaven as I will ever get, to be sure (shaddup, PZ! I'm allowed!).
OMG, there is a HUMAN SKULL on the window sill above the doors (I'm sure it's all fakey and stuff) and they are playing Nirvana on the jukebox! Excuse me while I take a brief moment to
scream!!
I am so in love!
(and for you testosterone-poisoned boyz out there, the pub features a big gallery of bras hanging from above the bar, too)
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Sounds like heaven!! wish I could join you, take it easy on the beer, you still have to walk home LOL!!
WALK home!? surely you jest! this grrl is going home in style: staggering home from the subway!
Do share the name, please! I'm sure the bar wouldn't mind some free publicity, and we Manhattanites certainly wouldn't mind som free wifi.
Bourbon Street, 407 Amsterdam
Yet another reason why I love and miss the city. Don't know if you got to my inaugural homecoming essay today, but this place sounds like a great spot for live blogging! Oh, happy day for you!
"In heaven, there is no beer,
That's why we drink it here,
And when we are gone from here,
All our friends will be drinking all our beer."
I'm still amazed that enlightened people can see 'horse racing' as a legitimate form of entertainment. Seing horses running wild on their own must be a great thing. But seeing and enjoying watching horses doing the bidding of the rich is beyond me. Plus, the thought that one *will* fall and break its leg and then having to be destroyed is enough for me hope this form of entertainment goes the way of chicken fighting.
Just my thoughts.