January 25, 2005
Nashville, sans Skyline
A day trip to Nashville tomorrow, because my traveling companion is not worthy of an overnighter with me. He does not rise to the level of binge drinks with Velociman.
I leave for the airport at 6 AM, I will park in my garage about midnight (actually, my inner Rainman says 11:53, but that is still 25.5 hours away. I shouldn't get too cocky). A long day, regardless.
It's too bad. Eric turned me on to a bar in Nashville that allows one to purchase personalized beer mugs with one's name etched upon them, which they hang upon the wall until you arrive and request it. I so wanted to get Straight White Guy and Velociman mugs to hang on the wall for our eventual return. Not to worry, though. I can manage to fuck this meeting up just a little bit. Just enough for a return visit in a month without that carbunkle of a traveling companion. Then I can drink in peace.
Next time you're headed to Nashville, give a heads-up: I'll go drinking with you. :-)
Posted by: Kathleen at January 25, 2005 11:26 PMSounds like an open-ended invitation to me, K. Will advise.
Posted by: Velociman at January 25, 2005 11:31 PMYou better be careful. All you need is one SOB to rat you out to the local Red Hat Ladies club. They'll lie in wait and ambush you in the parking lot. They must have put a bounty on your head by now.
Posted by: zonker at January 25, 2005 11:33 PMDammit, Zonker! You blew my cover! :-P
Posted by: Kathleen at January 25, 2005 11:34 PMI am completely undone now. An innocent cocktail leads to the drawing and quartering of the Velocilad. I need a bodyguard. Maybe Puddyhead.
Posted by: Velociman at January 25, 2005 11:51 PMI think I've been to that bar you're talkin about, If it's the one I'm thinkin of it's over 100 years old. What's the name of that place anyway?
Posted by: Steve at January 26, 2005 7:42 AMYes, a tradition started (to my knowledge) at The Ugly Mug in Cape May, NJ. The mugs hang from the exposed beams in this very traditional establishment and when a mug owning patron passes on his mug is turned so that it faces the sea. Sometimes with ceremony more deeply felt than any eulogy.
Not an easy location to just drop by but if you're ever in Philly or Wilmington, DE it's about a 90 minute drive.
Posted by: Dishonerable Schoolboy at January 26, 2005 9:39 AM.. thank ye kindly, Sir... you buy the mugs, and I'll buy the beer..
Posted by: Eric at January 26, 2005 12:54 PM