Friday, May 29, 2009

Old Man Bar

You ever been to an old man bar? I mean, one of those dark, moldy places with red carpeting on the floor and Christmas lights from 1972 tacked around a mirror hung behind the shelves of booze? The place smells like funk and cigarette smoke, blue toilet cakes and piss and it may or may not have a jukebox or a solitary pool table that they put in a tiny room in the back so as not to disturb the people hunched at the bar.

It is a place for serious drinkers, people who don't look into the mirror behind the bartender, a place where no comparisons are made and hitting rock bottom is a thin memory, like faded photographs of a Disneyland vacation taken with the family as a child.

What? Too melodramatic?

5 comments:

Andrew Large said...

Sounds like a typical Elk's Lodge bar.

girl6 said...

Andy! Where ya been? XOXOXO!

Andrew said...

Still around, blog-stalking you :)

Adams said...

These are the only kinds of bars I drink in. If I'm not the best looking and youngest person in the place, I ain't comfortable.

SDG said...

I've definitely been. The home of SERIOUS drinkers who start @ noon in their fave watering hole.