Monday, December 15, 2014

Inconvenient Truths

Alright.  Brooklyn--or at least the part of Brooklyn where I live--sucks.  The bars anywhere near my apartment all close before midnight.  If I walk really far, I can go to a real bar, however most of those are cash only.  While I empathize with people who evade taxes and/or need to launder money because they have taken up the noble profession of selling drugs, I also expect to pay for my fucking drinks with a fucking credit card, you fucking losers.

However, I've already signed the lease, so what's done is done.  I can move out of this bullshit next September.  I have found a somewhat..."local" bar...it only takes me 30 minutes to walk there.  They are open after midnight and they take credit cards,

For the record, this is what it takes to be a decent bar:

  • does not close before midnight
  • takes credit cards
  • does not use the word "artisinal"
  • drinks cost less than $10
  • is near me
Yeah, that's pretty much it.  I would add "stocks Captain Morgan" but bars that claim to be cocktail bars seem to have an aversion to stocking it.  Which is retarded.  I've tasted high class, top shelf rum, and its still not as good as Captain.

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