Does anyone else remember that Snoopy’s Snow-Cone machine commercial? I’m pretty sure it was ’70s. God. I’m old.
Welcome to my blog mofos! I just got home and am lit the f up. Therefore this is a DRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUNK POST!!!
We’ll start with a little reader feedback:
Don’t you think that if you’re going to be the “Downtown blogger” that you ought to give all Downtown businesses equal time? I mean look, you cover some Downtown bars and restaurants way more than others. How about a little fairness?
Aight. Point taken. Therefore, here’s a recap of tonight:
I started the evening at the Peabody lobby for one of their very reasonably priced drinks. Then I moved on to the Mesquite Chop House for some fine dining. That reminded me that my next stop needed to be Swig, because bars and restaurants with “Gentlemen, please remove your hats” on the door are just completely awesome. They really are. Then it was on to Spindini to rub elbows with the beautiful people. On the way back to Beale, I stopped to hand a homeless looking man a dollar when he tried to aks me a question, then I hit the street to end the night with dancing at Alfred’s, and then (of course) Plush Club. Would’ve hit Club 152 but Rhoney G wasn’t performing tonight. Started to head over to King’s Court to crash then remembered, I live down here.
Most of you probably figured out real quick that everything in the paragraph above is a total lie. But lying is okay if it serves your purposes. Right?
Now let’s get on to the REAL recap. Walked down Second toward the Westin. Noticed that Second Street Shoppers convenience store is applying for a beer license and they have their hearing November 21. Mixed feelings about that. On one hand, they’re really nice people, have greatly expanded their inventory, and I want to see them succeed. On the other, beer sales will draw some very entertaining people to the area. Entertaining if you enjoy watching episodes of COPS.
So my plan for the evening was not to go to the Saucer. After hanging out there for close to 8 hours yesterday and having a FORTY dollar tab, I thought, this is ridiculous. If I’m going to spend that kind of money a night I need to circulate. So I went to the Daily Grill for apps and who was the bartender… a former Saucer Girl, in training. I can’t get away from that place, even when I try. I had the Side Kicks (mini-burgers) and popcorn shrimp with Cajun tartar sauce, for a total $5.90 food expense. Not bad. My bartender told me that she had to sample the entire menu as part of training, and tonight was steak night. Can I get a job there? John D: “Do you get to sample the Bud Light?”
While there I watched out the window I watched three bums walk south on Third. I guarantee you they live on Abel, St.Paul or one of the other streets in the SoFo district southeast of Main and Vance. They’re not homeless.
Oh! Quick story before I continue the recap. I have cousins. Cousins I didn’t know I had. They found me on MySpace and messaged me. So now we’re MySpace friends. I’m far and away the youngest member of my generation in the family, but these are second cousins once removed and fairly close to my age (32 and 22). They plan on traveling to Memphis soon and we’re going to hang out. I’ve never really hung out with family before at like, a bar or anything, so this should be interesting.
So anyway, then I headed on to Blues City for the Dempseys. We’ve reached the point in the year where they throw a few Christmas songs in – nice. They also threw in some Vanilla Ice and MC Hammer in the middle of one of their rockabilly songs and Bradley D danced. I stayed for the first two sets and ended up hanging out with Scooter Billy and Warehouse Kris.
Then I crossed Second and hit Hoop’s Bar, and I also wandered into EP’s and listened to Computer do his Wednesday night thing for a few minutes. And then I was done. I headed home up Main Street, and in the window of Jolly Royal I saw a new bedding/mattress set with a stuffed sheep lying on top. If I could’ve figured out how to crack Royal’s alarm, I would’ve gone inside and given Mr. Sheep some butt lovin’. But I guess that’s why they have security measures. I’m sure I’m not the first to think about that (a few readers are bowing their heads in shame).
And that’s Wednesday evening. Coming up Thursday: More Dempseys, this time at the Saucer. I’ll probably make it through the first two sets, then head over to Hoop’s Bar for a nightcap.
Know what’s awesome? Due to the lack of commute I’m STILL going to get 7 1/2 hours sleep and make it to work on time.