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Wednesday, August 31, 2005

as a matter of fact i got it now

i can't wait till the weekend. i'm thinking cocktails by day (bondi, how i miss thee) and cocktails by night.

oh, on that note, i am adding here that the judgement bar is the new gaslight is the new jbar is the newer jbar is the....

anyway, we are moving onwards and upwards. away from the social tides, washing us in and out of these establishments, what ever way the new smoking rules or big brother tides carry us. i want dry land. COME!!! i see it ahead, just past that puddle of vodka, and stream of (once was) beer (now fluro yellow strem from mans pants)......

alas, i do not know the name of this new land of booze,
1.without the D grade socialites like myself.

2.where one can go into the powder room without having to wade through a haze of white dreams (i would be fine with this crack house haze if people were more generous!)

3.where a simple bacardi squash and pineapple doesnt cost $8.00 because the bar maid claims she must open two fruit juice bottles for this exotic bev.

4.where pulp doesnt blare out of the jukebox so many times that i start cursing all the common people, coz hell! I LOVE THE COMMON PEOPLE!!!

so prey thee, tell me, where oh where is this paradise, this haven, this kokomo.

once was the jbar, then the gaslight, the jbar, the gaslight, the jbar, the jbar? where oh where is the new beloved jbar???


Blogger Jess said...

I say a derelict shithole of a bar with a jukebox is decided upon, and then we single handedly try to boost the patronage until finally, we look around the place and realise "Oh fuck! X is the new Gaslight is the new Judgement Bar etc!"

And onwards it goes.

2:34 PM  
Blogger cybele malinowski said...

derelict shithole of a bar? ummmm judgement bar?

haha! now jess, if we can incorperate karaoke into this, we may be onto something...

3:14 PM  
Anonymous Aaron said...

If only we could go back in time to the days before the Century Tavern was raped by mirrors, pokies and RSL carpet.

I'll more than likely be doing the Australian Youth Hotel/Purple Sneakers combo on friday night. If you're at either, keep an eye out for a tall, skinny guy drinking gin and tonics.

6:55 PM  
Blogger muffin said...

Hmm..I am also on a hot prusit to find a new wateringhole. But, alas. To no avail. Everywhere is becoming increasingly more over run by dickheads.

Am yet to haul my ass to Purple Sneakers yet. As far as my drunken ass seems to be getting latley is to the gaslight. Then the floor.

I have decided to lay low for a few weeks and see what summer will throw my way. Vodka prefeably. And a tan..In a kick ass new bar.

8:12 PM  
Blogger Le Soleil said...

baron's was pretty hot for a while, like say on a tuesday night when you get free run of the jukebox.

no silly kids. you can enjoy your drink surrounded by hard core alcoholics.

8:58 AM  
Blogger cybele malinowski said...

my this is topical. and muffin, perhaps we should make it a little more tropical (lets open up a bar in bondi for god sake!)

oh my GOD!!! judgement bar by the sea!

imagine in summer. saunter or crawl on down, juke box sounds (KOKOMO!) being slowly washed out by the waves as they slip and lick at our cigarette smokey hair and bacardi satined skin.

oh and then we drown, but thats ok, insted of bouncers there are life savers...HOT LIFESAVERS!

till then, purple sneakers it is! defo this fri

10:12 AM  
Blogger muffin said...

I like it. A lot.

One more thing though...The door policy is "No Dickheads." As a super strict rule. I'm sick of dickheads. Sick of them!!!

Yeah, Bondi is going to waste!

I like the hot lifesaver idea too. Bouncers generally resemble drunk truckers. Not hot.

2:22 PM  
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