Monday, November 26, 2007

Sunday, November 25, 2007


I've been practicing all day and decided to show all of you (Read: B) exactly what I'm doing. This is about a three paragraph dictation, 233 words read in about 2 1/2 minutes.

An up close view of one of the pages.

Friday, November 23, 2007

Friday, November 16, 2007

Denver's bar scene

It may just be the fact that I live pretty far from downtown proper, but I hate the bars here. For some reason none of them are content with just serving booze and feel they need to have something to spice the place up. All I require is a decent juke box, enough seats (a HUGE problem here), and a friendly enough staff (I don't care if we don't become BFF, but if you're slow and I'm the only one at the bar say SOMETHING). Here are the different varieties of bars in Denver.

1. The "Sports" Bar - Looks like a decent place to watch the game at, even though the folding chairs and hardwood floor near the big screen are a little out of place. Little do you know that no matter how important the game is (game two of the NLCS) this bar turns into a dance club at 10 p.m. and by god they don't care how much time is left in the game (top of the 8th and a very close score) you have to move away from the big screen.
2. The Brew Pub - There's really nothing wrong with these. They do what they're supposed to do, serve drinks and food. Problem is I just want drinks and don't enjoy having to wait for my server/bartender to bring out a tables entrees, but it's really not their fault.
3. The "Yea...we're a dive..." Bar - This example is by far the most prevalent. You walk in around 9 p.m. to what seems like a quiet bar where you can enjoy a few drinks and a conversation or two, but around 10 p.m. (it's always 10!) the PARTY MOBILE SHOWS UP!!! WOOO!!!! It's time for the 10 o'clock lingerie party poker game karaoke eating contest!! YEA BABY!!!! It's amazing how quickly a quiet bar turns into an asshole fest when you introduce any of the above elements.
4. Ugh... - I don't even want to spend the energy on a name for this one it's so horrible. Imagine a tiny space filled with people. You can't move up to the bar to get another drink, you can't move to the bathroom, you CAN'T MOVE. The worst part about these places is that they tend to have dance floors somewhere, so occasionally a horrible ripple will surge through the crowd and several people will be trampled to death. It's also hot and smells like the hippo cage at the zoo.

Granted I haven't been out a ton since I've been here (probably 10-15 bars) but every time I do go out the bar falls into one of these categories. You don't need live performances, you don't need to entice me with scantily clad women, and if you're a sports bar then show the damn game. Rant over.