No class whatsoever

Last night I was walking home, and as I passed one of Downtown’s nightspots, employees were standing outside trying to herd the post-rooftop crowd through their doors.  “The place across the street sucks!  Don’t go there!  Come in here!  The club farther down the street sucks too!”  Wow.  Trashing your neighbors like that… absolutely no class at all.  I’ll make sure the people who manage the place across the street know what you think of them next time I go in there, which will probably be tonight.

I never made it to the Peabody rooftop, with good reason.  My friend Air Traffic Mike routed his last plane yesterday, and then had a retirement party at the Silly Goose.  Congratulations to Mike… a great listener, a great talker, and someone who is always there to support his friends.  Downtown is a better place because he lives here.

I did make it to the Red Rooster for a couple of beers, and here’s a tip for all you guys out there… the crowd was about 75% women.  They do that “Chicklette of the Week” thing and give away prizes women like, and it seems to be working.  Rarely have I seen a bar or club with such a good guy/girl ratio on a Thursday night.

Back to work for now.  I’ll be at Trolley Tour from 6 to 9 tonight… plans to be determined after 9.