Wednesday, April 26, 2006

You wanna be where you can see our troubles are all the same

I have a bar. It's no Cheers, it's no Coyote Ugly... Hell, sometimes we don't want to even admit that we enjoy it there. But I can't lie - Lincoln Park is our bar.

Yes the $1 drafts taste as cheap as they cost and the juke box has had its bad nights, but I can always count on having a good time there with my friends. We're a fun little bunch that can usually only afford what the Park has to offer mid-week. We walk in as a bunch, the bartenders know us, and we order rounds in double-digits. We make fun of each other, have laughs about work, and sing every true bar song at the top of our lungs.

I love our group that goes to Linkin Park each week. It won't be the same next year when some people graduate, but I do hope the Wed/Thurs night tradition remains. We've got a few new people on staff to corrupt. And Michael. Haha, and Lauren now too. Sweet - Lauren drunk.

4 Comments:

Blogger NeverGrowUp said...

wow. the amazing singing that will go down. i'll bring the quarters you bring the gang... and the microphones because you know we cannot sing without them.

8:34 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

And this is your first Wednesday night there- right? Cause you just had a birthday? Hahahaha!

10:05 PM  
Blogger Bellezza said...

yes lemoncrush - the great atmosphere was described to me by my of-the-proper-age colleagues ;)

11:55 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Damnit...you gotta let me know when you go there. I'll meet up for $1 drafts anyday!

3:57 PM  

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