Wednesday, July 30, 2003

There was this crazy night at shotz wherin it was very crowded. I was dancing, it was fun, pretty girls said I was cute. Anyway the cops came around, they have cute hats here, they were looking around. I was waiting for beer at happy hour for most of the hour (crowded bar) I said to ben "this place is way over maximum occupancy I suspect"
This Kid James took all his drugs when he saw the cops (that was pretty funny)



Ben then told me about a video they'd watched in his restauranting course that day wherin a pub just like shotz was intentionally burned for the purposes of this particular educational video, it burned much more quickly than they expected (in fifteen minutes . . . nothin)



Anyway, so shotz is a deathtrap. So the next week the bouncer was no longer sitting at his usual table smoking cigarettes doing nothing, he was instead waiting by the door with a bank style line guider.



The Sad part is, now there is a maximum capacity for shotz, so one really wants to go with friends because one can't necessarily hope to run into cool kids and one doesn't want to feal awkward.



Also, there is something really gross and icky about shotz, I mean that's really part of its charm, but It just doesn't feel right waiting in line to get in. So anyway since shotz is basically my life and I haven't been there really properly for more than two weeks I'm going a bit crazy. And there's no sign of the situation really fixing itself for a while. So I'll have to find a new dive.

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