A Week of Carl’s: Day One

This evening, I decided to commit myself to making a stop at Carl’s, my neighborhood bar, every day for one week.  Then, after getting home, I decided to make it even more legit by blogging my experiences (because I am so far behind the trends).

First, a little about Carl’s:  it is located at the bottom of the hill I live on.  This makes getting there really easy, but getting home a bit more complicated.  I really regret having not sledded down to Carl’s last winter.  The crowd is always a mix of the same and the varied.  There’s really no better way to put it:  the reliable faces are always there, but then there are the WTF people, too.

Tonight I went with the dual purpose of playing UNO with a few friends and seeing my friend Jon, who was in town from Philly.  The longest game ever of UNO was played and there were some random drunks (the varied crowd) commenting on the game and giving high fives.  Meanwhile, the bartender and the reliable were tasing each other with a taser.  In the backroom, a really drunk group of Fong’s employees kept falling over things and singing loudly.  “Shots” was played on the jukebox before 8pm.

As the night progressed, more and more people flooded in for Monday Night Football and free chili (which was actually pretty good, despite being referred to as “pee chili” by Cat).  I called it “Hobo’s Night Out.”

Then there was an altercation and the police came.  No big deal.  A dude wouldn’t leave (“I just wanna play pool!”) and was yelling back at the bartender.  The police came.  Everything was silent.  He left.  “Superman” by Eminem came on.  Then he got arrested about a block away.  His companion, affectionately referred to as “Sleepy”, was allowed to go on his way.

A lot of Johnny Cash was played.  And Jay-Z.  When I left, top 40 dance music was on.

This was Monday at Carl’s.

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