out drinking on a tuesday?!

yeah, you better believe that!! jason called up last night and asked if i wanted to go out for a beer.. since our "a beer" never really ends after one beer, and also that i've never been known to look gift horses in the mouth, we went out to Shango's.. which is actually a New Orleans bistro, with Creole cuisine.. but they have a separate bar section, which stocks up on fine wines and rare beers.. so a trip there is always like a microbrew tour.. cos they have some very exotic beers, and the stuff on tap keeps changing almost every month.. so its a very educational experience every time (hah! listen to me trying to justify that!!)

tuesday nights are quiet, even by buffalo standards, and the barkeep Corey decided she wanted to be real nice to us, so we had a couple of beers on the house as 'tasters'.. i finally settled for the Smuttynose Summer Weizen, while jase went with the Harpoon Summer Beer.. we ended up sitting outside thanks to the NY anti-indoor-smoking legislation, which is fine now, but not so funny at all in winter! by the time we ordered our favourite Three Philosophers, we were pretty buzzed.. jase always has more than a handful of great stories to tell.. he grew up in Jamestown, a couple of hours from here, and has had a pretty colourful past, including a tour to afghanistan with the army reserves, before he joined grad school in UB for architecture.

so we came home and had something to eat, then went back out with ash to Third Base, which used to be our home-away-from-home last summer.. the clientele seems to have changed over the year, but the bartender Nate was still there.. and boy was he glad to see us.. had a couple of buffalo snakebites (jack daniels whiskey + lemon concentrate in a shotglass) on the house.. and then moved on to jack n' cokes. shot some pool, and hung out for a while.. tuesdays are great at Third Base, cos its 'flip nite'.. for well drinks and drafts, you flip a coin, and if you call right you drink free.. you call wrong, and well, you pay $3 a drink, which is pretty decent anyways! :-)

finally made it back home at 3.. and promptly passed out. when i woke up today morning cos i had to go to work, i pretty much felt like "i hate myself and wanna die".. which doesn't happen too often, but when it does happen, then, well.. i hate myself and wanna die.. and honestly, i cannot do these drink-all-you-want nights anymore.. them old bones just can't live up to it the next morning.. aargh!