Sadly, I'm Kimless for most of this week. Which means, among other things, that I have to feed myself. So I've been eating a lot of hamburgers and hot dogs, until I said to myself, "Geez, I need to get out of the house." So, feeling frisky, I went out to one of my new favorite places here in Brooklyn, the Dram Shop, and had...a hamburger. But it was a damn good burger.
The Dram Shop is officially the Good part of this post. The food is spectacular (that was a good bleeping burger), the atmosphere is congenial, it has a pool table, and the beer selection is quite good. (Love that Sierra Nevada on tap.)
I'd probably have more to say, but then the bad happened: I walked out after a few beers and my burger to find my bike, which I've only had for a few months, was mysteriously unattached from the bike rack I had chained it to. After walking confusedly up and down the block a few times, I managed to convince myself that it was indeed stolen. Fortunately, among its many other virtues, the Dram shop is only a few blocks from a subway in both directions, so it wasn't much of a problem to get home.
As for the ugly? Well, the ugly would be the Obama-loving dude sitting next to me at the bar. As beautiful as the mullet-moustache combination is, I gotta say that I was very surprised he had female companionship. But I appreciate the guy...anyone who makes me look that good by comparison is always welcome at the bars I frequent.
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