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Mar 31, 2009
A friend of mine recently told me, “Hey John, when it comes to bars, you’re like the Pied Piper. Except you usually lead us into traffic.” Aw, that’s so sweet.
It’s true, I know where to get a...
Mar 26, 2009
It's a Gift
It’s always a wonderful day in the neighborhood when I get schwag in the mail from brewers or distillers hoping to curry favor with Portland Monthly. T-shirts, a plastic pineapple cocktail...
Mar 24, 2009
Attention bartenders and bar managers: on behalf of everyone in the known universe, I’d like to respectfully request that you turn your music down to a conversational level.
Last night I was...
Mar 20, 2009
Normally, our weekend cultural roundup is the purview of man-about-town Bart Blasengame, but he’s currently “out on assignment” as we say in the journalism biz. We’re not exactly sure where he is...
Mar 17, 2009
Right off the bat, I gotta say the tawdry logo for this place had me thinking it was an escort service. An open, heavily lipsticked mouth forms the letter “C” which is followed by “andy” in a...
Mar 11, 2009
I’m not going to name names. You villains know who you are. I’m directing this particular hissy fit at drinking establishments that charge me for a pint of beer (and if it’s more than $4.50, a...
Mar 9, 2009
Man, there was no sign of a faltering economy at the Alibi on Saturday night. Between the karaoke crew, at least three birthday parties (happy birthday Jane!), and the usual assortment of...
Mar 5, 2009
For you, my dear drinking buddies, a mystery. I recently spent an hour in one of the most wretched excuses for a bar I’ve encountered this side of Tierra del Fuego. It was situated not in some...
Mar 4, 2009
“He enjoys life—as do all who are spared the curse of intelligence.” —H.P. Lovecraft
I may as well add my two cents worth on the subject of Portland being dubbed the unhappiest city in America by...
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