Figured it would be fun to post some clips of what goes down.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TROhlThs9qY

So in case anybody hasn't already heard this, FSU's Pulitizer Prize winning fiction teacher, Robert Olen Butler, is all over tabloids because his wife left him for Ted Turner. Butler in turn sent a really juicy, really overly detailed e-mail about it to 12 grad students. One of whom, obviously, forwarded it out to the rest of cyberland ( Read more... )

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It was a smoke filled, crowded bar located on the corner of a busy street. Bill walked in nervously, smoking a cigarette. He surveyed the bar, then saw Jane sitting by herself on a lonely bar stool. She wore a green dress; she was hunched over the countertop with a sad look in her eyes. She sipped the final remains of her Happy Hour cocktail from a ( Read more... )

On this day, 23 years ago, Billy Love was born. He came out of the womb with a Johnny Thunders haircut and a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. Celebrate as you see fit.

Listen: I'm sitting outside of some bar in Dunedin, Florida with Bill E. Luv. It's around 2am and the throng of people from inside are starting to disperse onto the sidewalk. You know how bars are at this time; everbody makes a last ditch effort to pick up someone or find something else to do. A kind of a sad, begging ambience which is the final ( Read more... )

"Cricketers" is this local Brit-themed "pub" restaraunt down the street from my house. It's the kind of place that is loaded with families and retired couples from morning until ten; it then gets taken over by the 35-50 recently divorced/trying to find a "lady friend" middle-to-on-the-verge-of-death-aged swingers crowd. It occasionally has your ( Read more... )

Listen, I'm walking, (no, swaggaring...) around Bullwinkle's at 1am a few weeks ago. I'm leering at girls and swilling back piles and piles of beer. This feels right. This feels natural. It's natural, too, that nobody should speak to me. I feel I can ward off other people the way a crucifix can ward off evil. There's something to my shape, my size ( Read more... )

You are drunk at a seedy bar surrounded by the bombed out aftermath of a hundred cigarettes; the smoke hangs in the air like a corpse. They are all drunk here, they are all floating around in this midnight haze. The smiling faces, the sad faces, the old faces, the baby fat faces who stare down into half-empty beer mugs and trace the dirty ( Read more... )

So in case anybody cares, I was in a horribly bad car accident last night. I was in the backseat of a car going down Tennessee Street; the driver ran a red light and flew head on into the side of a truck turning down the other street. This was of course during peak Tennessee Strip bar hours, so I was almost positive that even though we didn't die ( Read more... )