Assimilate or Die

My favorite bar ever is endangered. It's a little neighborhood pub where I rang in more than half of my legal-drinking-age birthdays--starting with the 21st. Well...that can't be quite true...my 21st after midnight I was in a different town...then later that day I was hitting all the bars here in Iowa City...then I spent the rest of the night with a boy...hmm.

Okay, my first time in my favorite bar was technically the day after my 21st birthday. What can I say? It was a weekend birthday, so it was extra-lengthy. And extra vomity. But I digress.

Anywho. The point being, they're wanting to tear it down to build some monstrosity of a grocery store. In a nice little brick-house neighborhood with nice little neighborhood businesses. Like a nice little Irish bar where I know the owner and all the long-term bartenders are nice to me, even the crabby one who isn't nice to anyone. He's my favorite bartender ever.

The whole world's going to be Gaps and Starbucks, right? (I'm into movie quotes today.)

There are worse things in the world than a bar closing, but it still sucks...

Posted by Jenelle at October 24, 2007 10:33 PM | TrackBack