Your friend (Kathy?) should be on OlyBlog. No community member left unturned! The wife-beater WAS a little bit silly, but you've inspired me to go out and buy some. HaHA! Now I'M gonna blind YOU!

One time I walked into broho while I was waiting for some delish QB potato burritoes to grab a quick ginintonic. It was a male tender and the bar was not crowded. I waltzed right up to the order-spot and patiently waited for Mr.Tender to finish the drinks that he was working-on for the lovely ladies to my left that I was about to chat-up right fast soon as I copped my drink. Tender finished so I got prepared to say no ice please when some chump of a guy with a backwards bbcap walks right up to the tender and the tender ingores me and goes straight to the guy to take his precious order even though he obviously cut since I'm hard to miss being the only one in 'line'.  I'm not exactly a pacifist. I said: "hey dude I was in line before him" to the tender. The tender acted all surprised like some gay dude and said that he would make our drinks at the same time with a slight attitude so I looked at him and laughed at his face and  walked right back-out. On my way-out, Tender shouted something at me that I'll never forget: "Don't get shot!"  Uhmmm.........WTF?

"Don't get shot"?     WTF?   [Sarah: can I have permission to call this cat a b!tch?] I remembered that I didn't even have my ID with me anyways because real skaters don't carry ID.  So I laughed at that failed attempt to get a quick drink and went back to QB where homies are cool. I grabbed my potatoburrito and skated over to Eastside Tav where they let me in w/o ID and I ate my burritos there with a brew. At first it felt strange to be eating another restaurant's food in a bar, but then I saw some friends and they were hungry so I shared my dinner with them.  They appreciated it and bought me more drinks in return.  That was cool.

Then, a couple weeks later I went back into broho around 7 oclock.  Again I didn't have ID, but giving fake names to police for skating (which I feel is fair since I am not hurting anything/anyone, skating by itself should be legal, to say that I can't skate because I might damage something is about as legal as giving a fake name, so its all fair) with ID in your wallet doesn't work well. So I walked into broho and to my relief the annoying tender guy who border-line threatened me was not there. A gorgeous girl with lovely hair was tending instead. Very sweet. So I ordered a ginintonic with no ice and she served it right up for me without askin for stuff and with a smile that more than made-up for the previous tender's smart-ass attitude. Thank-you girl whomever you are because you unknowingly fixed my beef w/broho and you didn't even have to do anything!

You rock girl!


time to put the shoulder to the plow!