April 29, 2011
March 30, 2011
This week the ladies dominated my barfly interest. Who are these beautiful vixens doing karaoke on a random nothings-going-on kinda night? Lets find out…
Alisha, 33 / Capitol Hill
Drink: vodka and diet coke “but it has to be monopolowa because it’s gotta be classy & trashy.”
Brynne, 30 / Capitol Hill
Drink: st germaine
Bar: the bar
Amber, 22 / Capitol Hill
Drink: whiskey (bushmills please) on the rocks
Bar: captain blacks
I met the last barfly while debating the location of my old apartment. Was it on capitol hill? Or technically was it first hill? It’s a close call. But Amber chimed in with this little gem: “When you fell like you’re gonna be raped or stabbed, you’re on first hill.” Gotta love a beautiful lady with a sense of humor! Thanks girls!
March 15, 2011
A hipster tsunami watch was issued for the general Seattle area this past weekend with Capitol Hill taking the brunt of the damage. The timing of when the initial wave hit ranges from 8:15 p.m. at the opening of Sun Liquor Distillery on pike to about 1:24 a.m. at Pony. Scientists are still working on models to forecast the amount of skinny jeans, PBRs, and bad dance moves involved in this past weekends devastating damage.
Sun Liquor Distillery – 03.12.11
Pony – 03.13.11
March 2, 2011
Oh, to be young and single and living on Capitol Hill, where on any given night you can go to one of this neighborhood’s SHIT ton of bars and find it jammed with your fellow sex-craved twenty-somethings, many of them eager to acquire phone numbers in hopes of commencing a brief texting relationship that will probably amount to nothing, save for creepy and bizarre drunk propositioning texts days and weeks after the initial meet.
At some point, this got to me; my phone was filled with too many first names of boys whose faces I couldn’t quite recall. So, about a month ago, I decided to shake things up by getting an account on okcupid.com, a free online dating site that, in addition to allowing the user to create a fairly thorough profile, provides survey questions that help ‘match’ you with potential mates, as well as instant messaging, photo albums, relationship/personality tests…the works.
NOTE: My one qualm with this site is that there is a section called “Activity” on the homepage that shows WHO has looked at your page and WHEN they last did (imagine if facebook had this…people would be deactivating their accounts in droves for fear that everyone would finally know the extent of their creepy stalker habits).
Thus commenced my foray into the world of online dating. I set up a profile, snooped around a bit, and kind of waited to see what would happen. And, after a couple weeks of sifting through my message inbox and deleting lame shit like “How are you?” and “Ur hott” and only responding to people that ACTUALLY ADDRESSED the crap I wrote about myself on my profile, I had managed to arrange and go on three first dates with three very different dudes, at three very different bars.
Here are my reviews of three first date spots:
Date #1 : Dinner @ Broadway Grill – Early evening dinner here could be alright, but this place is fairly empty around 6-7pm on weeknights, which means that there’s gonna have to be a lot of good conversational energy or it ends up being kind of awkward between topics because there’s not a lot going on in the background. On the plus side, it is near a lot of other shit on Broadway, so one can always flee the scene for a stroll down to Vivace. But otherwise it’s a bit intense.
VERDICT: Wait until the 3rd or 4th date. Too much, too fast.
Date #2 : Drinks @ Pony – Hey, I’m gay, and you’re gay, so if we go get a drink at this gay bar, it should be cool, right? Well, maybe. Indeed, Pony caters to us homos. And, let us never ever forget the FUCKING AWESOME firepit and (recently) covered patio. But, if it’s balls-ass cold outside, the firepit may not cut it. And inside, the large amounts of cock covering the walls, the ever-classy glory hole in the bathroom, and the lack of seating and loud music make it a more difficult place to have a normal, i’m-not-necessarily-trying-to-fuck-your-brains-out-tonight conversation.
VERDICT: Are you just trying to hook up with someone?? Too gay.
Date #3 : Drinks @ the Living Room – Oh wait, did you forget about the Living Room too? I did…it’s quite far down Olive Way. But, if you can make the trek down the Hill, I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised. Two levels, plenty of seating on both couches and at tables, a smaller bar that still has a good atmosphere and isn’t too crowded yet has enough people to provide interesting energy…need I say more? If you’re into having a good conversation where both parties can hear what the other is saying, definitely go here.
VERDICT: Yes yes yes. Great, casual spot to meet up with someone (granted, I’m biased, because my first date here turned into many dates with the same dude who I now have boyfriend status with…wow this okcupid thing actually worked!).
Anyway, if you have patience and you’re open to enduring several mildly- to moderately-lame dates before finding someone substantive, maybe as a winter activity you should give online dating a try. Go ahead! Be adventurous! Have other good first date spot recommendations?
March 1, 2011
this is a birthday party good enough to get outta bed for.
but, lemme just say…
i hate people’s birthdays. why? ’cause they’re stupid. and the “parties” that go with them these days are even stupider.
no one sends out pink sparkly invites asking for an RSVP. there aren’t any Little Mermaid cakes and there is definitely no mint chocolate chip ice cream. i made people dress up as the cast from Grease THREE different times throughout the course of my childhood. don’t even get me started on wrapping presents, or if your mom was a lazy, uncreative bitch she’d buy a $20 contempo casuals gift ceretificate. last thought….goodie bags?! ugh.
today, we’re lucky if we get an enthusiastic (if that’s even possible) facebook invite where commitment means clicking the accept button. and then it just becomes a few friends that show up/happen to be in the same place buying well shots and getting shitfaced because YOU’RE getting older. slash it was wednesday.
but the birthday party you should go to is at the Redwood tonight. the bar turns five years old today and this place deserves some serious slum-dog love. granted the last time i was there i was sooo drunk i could barely pay my tab (sorry). that just means the bartenders take their jobs seriously.
you don’t have to bring a tower records gift card and the goodie bags come in the form of drink specials.
let us pay homage to this little gem. happy birthday redwood. knock ’em dead.
March 1, 2011
Once again I found myself at pony. I guess I end up here so often because I’m a sucker for strong drinks, photobooths, & outdoor fire pits. Last night I ran into the following four cute barflies:
left to right:
Andrew, 24 / Capitol Hill
Drink: strong beer or straight whiskey
Casey, 22 / CD
Drink: corona with lime
Bar: stumbling monk
Vera, 23 / Capitol Hill
Drink: crown & coke
Bar: canterbury (because of shuffleboard)
Brian, 28 / Fat as fuck
Drink: fat girl
Bar: the thick one
(yes, these were brian’s actual answers to the questions)
February 18, 2011
Last night at pony we all ate delicious zucchini bread, the dj gave away free paintings of ohio (pictured above,) and i found the following three barflys:
Bree, 26 / Capitol Hill
Drink: colt 45
Lauren, 23 / Capitol Hill
Drink: moscow mule
Grant, 34 / Capitol Hill
Drink: whiskey neat and the cheapest beer
Bar: big marios
February 16, 2011
This is the best picture I took all weekend. Admittedly, I didn’t take many. I was to busy indulging in our favorite vices to care about my camera. But once my eyes fell upon such an amazing creature on the back patio of Pony I had to ask to snap his photo.
You wanna know why this kid is awesome? I will tell you.
1. He is wearing a mother fucking shiny sequin black vest.
2. He’s having a mother fucking good time.
3. When I asked to take his picture he said “wait,” unbuttoned the majority of his shirt and then told me he was ready.
I want to be his friend. Perhaps I should post him a missed connection on the theattle craigs-lisp page.
Do you think he might be the same kid from this video?
I sure do fucking hope so.
February 11, 2011
Do you ever look around the bar you’re drinking at and think who the hell are these people? Where do they come from, and why are they here? I decided I wanted to find out. I have some photos of the barflys I encountered last night at the crescent. Besides snapping their portrait I asked them their drink & bar of choice. Here is who I found:
Panda, 28 / Capitol Hill
Drink: soda water
Jonathan, 33 / Beacon Hill
Drink: vodka soda
Bar: crescent, barca, neighbors
Alex, 21 / U-District
Drink: vodka soda “because i’m trying to lose weight but normally tequila, like, margaritas & anything with foam. it’s almost spring break, lets be honest.”
Bar: lobby, purr, moe bar
More barflys after the jump:
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