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Spent evening in glorious drunken state of forgetfulness at world's best dive bar, Hotsy Totsy!!!
The Tots is World's Greatest for several reasons, such as strong as hell but cheap drinks, friendly open minded Bay Area atmosphere, and being located two blocks from my friends' house (and thus within easy drunken stumbling distance). But the greatest thing about the Tots is their locally famous bartender, Sheila. For such a dive bar it's surprisingly female dominated and it's fucking fantastic. You never really know what's going to happen, but whatever does, Sheila will keep things in line. She has whips and a water gun, watch your ass.
No, I mean it, watch it.
It's become a sort of test for me, when meeting new people, to take them to the Tots and see how they like it. It's an indescribable place really, but I just feel the need to go there and go crazy drunk stupid once a month. It's oddly invigorating. Then I can go back to boring stupid poor life for another 29 or 30 days. Ah le sigh. The tragedy of Bay Area living. I ought to move somewhere cheaper, but how in the world world would I get along without the Bay insanity? I couldn't take it.
I wants sangria today, for some reason. But I will try to restrain myself. Just because I have the day off doesn't make that a good idea. Besides, when I write Rene drunk, its best that I not be drunk as well.
The Tots is World's Greatest for several reasons, such as strong as hell but cheap drinks, friendly open minded Bay Area atmosphere, and being located two blocks from my friends' house (and thus within easy drunken stumbling distance). But the greatest thing about the Tots is their locally famous bartender, Sheila. For such a dive bar it's surprisingly female dominated and it's fucking fantastic. You never really know what's going to happen, but whatever does, Sheila will keep things in line. She has whips and a water gun, watch your ass.
No, I mean it, watch it.
It's become a sort of test for me, when meeting new people, to take them to the Tots and see how they like it. It's an indescribable place really, but I just feel the need to go there and go crazy drunk stupid once a month. It's oddly invigorating. Then I can go back to boring stupid poor life for another 29 or 30 days. Ah le sigh. The tragedy of Bay Area living. I ought to move somewhere cheaper, but how in the world world would I get along without the Bay insanity? I couldn't take it.
I wants sangria today, for some reason. But I will try to restrain myself. Just because I have the day off doesn't make that a good idea. Besides, when I write Rene drunk, its best that I not be drunk as well.
